Pursuing Handsome Widow Love

The Heart of Jackson

No one can replace his presence in my heart even though our distance is a separation. Because whatever it is, my heart always belongs to him - Reynaldi Johan Pratama. ~Jessica Caroline~

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Today, Bima left Indonesia to fulfill the request of her boss and best friend. She must actually go to New York to help Rey who is having a hard time. 

The company in Indonesia for a while, will be taken care of by Mama Ria herself with the help of Rey and Bima from a distance. Although his age is middle-aged, but his intelligence in business is still the same.

Nothing has changed one bit. Perhaps, only in time and agility has changed. If in the past when she was young Mama Ria was so fast and responsive. Now, entering the age of almost 60 years makes it unable to move agilely. He should be careful about his health. 

Bima himself, after a long journey. The man arrived at John F Airport. Kennedy. Dragging his black suitcase, he immediately called David who he had told him he was coming.

"Welcome, Sir." Greet David happily.

The two men hugged each other as the embrace of a brother with sister. Indeed, since the presence of David, Bima himself has considered the man like his biological sister. So it is not imaginary if their behavior looks so familiar and close.

"We're going straight to Mr. Rey's apartment, David!" pinta Bima as the younger man with her stuffed the suitcase into the trunk.

"Ready, Sir." 

"Don't call me that, if we're both," Bima asked with a smile.

The two men began to split the streets of New York during the day with David being the driver. Those who rarely meet, end up exchanging experiences and stories of their lives. Really, Bima became a different man when with David. I don't know, he feels he has a real sibling with David. 

Before long, David's car starts to enter Rey's apartment parking area. The two men went down and took the suitcase carried by Bima.

"Did Mr Rey really trouble you here, David?"

"No, Brother. Even Mr. Rey is so good here." Bima nodded.

He already thought that man would be very troublesome for David. However, hearing the remark of the man beside him slightly made the burden of his mind relieved. Soon they enter the elevator that will take them to the floor where Rey's apartment is located. 

The knock of the door and accompanied by the sound of a bell, began to be heard as Bima stood in front of the black door. Before long, the object moved and the appearance of the friend from behind the door.

"Jeez," cried Bima involuntarily.

The man looked at Rey's changed appearance and face. He stared from top to bottom and shook his head slowly.

"This is you, sir?"

"Don't insult me here. Come inside!" 

Rey opens the apartment door and asks Bima and David to go inside. He welcomed the presence of his assistant with a happy face. For some reason, the presence of Bima makes him have the spirit of life to solve all these problems.

Different from Rey. Bima himself once again stared wide-eyed at how the apartment his boss lived in. As he remembered when he asked David to take a picture, it was not like this.

It's like it doesn't belong to Reynaldi Johan Pratama. The apartment is usually clean and neat, now it is like a broken ship. Paste paper containing 'spirit' 'don't give up' 'Rey can!' one by one read by Bima.

The man shook his head in disbelief to see how cute his boss was to the woman they had just met.

"It's a mess, sir?" bima asked mockingly.  

"Don't keep mocking, Bim. Let's help me clean up this and don't talk to me formally now!" his word is uncontested. 

Bima just nodded while holding back a laugh. Eventually they begin to clean up all this mess with the help of David who is taking part. 

Not to forget, Rey ordered food and drinks for the three of them. Opt for refreshing a sweaty body with a glass of orange juice. Rey asks Bima and David to clean up. 

"You better sleep here, and help me do this!"

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New York, Stevent Alexzandra's House. 

A girl was sitting while leaning on the chair she was sitting in. His eyes were looking forward to seeing the park that used to be his friend playing. A small smile began to rise on his thin lips, when he remembered here he had run with the Mama and Papa. 

These memories and memories made him prefer to close his eyes. Enjoying the beauty and contemplating the face of the Mama who still clearly remembered every sculpture on her face in Jessica's mind.

Before long, the girl opened her eyes because she could not hold back her tears. He rubbed his eyes slowly so as not to cause a red impression on the skin. After a little calm, Jessi finally chose to get out of the chair and walk to the fish pond in the garden behind her house. 

His hands began to wave in the water greeting the goldfish that lived there. An expanding smile emanated on his face as the fish welcomed the presence of his hands by swimming to and fro. Before long, however, a footsteps rang out and stopped beside him.

"Hy, Jessi."

Jessi. He looked up slightly and found Jackson, the father's confidant who had worked for a long time standing beside him. 

"Hy, Brother. What's up?" ask Jessi without saying anything.

The girl no longer looked at Jackson. He is more fun to play with fish because it is a little able to treat the longing for his lover.

"I want to talk to you about something." Jessi nodded. 

He took the man he thought was his brother to a table that was blocked by a round table in the middle. For a while both were silent. Somehow Jessi was able to catch the irregularities in Jackson's behavior this morning. 

"What would you say?"

"Jessi actually…."

"What exactly is it, brother?" ask Jessi impatiently. I hope that what is on his mind does not come true. Because he was really afraid, he was afraid to destroy the relationship he had built with the man beside him. 

"Actually all this time, I've put my heart on you, Jess." 

~Connected

How is this loh? Bule Jackson does not want to give.

How's nih? Will Jessi turn away or not?

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