SINGLE MOM.

prologue

...Author point of view....

Jessie is a 29-year-old single mother. Long story short, he left his married bedmate and will soon be gifted by the child also at that time.

Jessie who initially wanted to tell her pregnancy to be a snooze, and prefers to stay alone while taking care of her child.

From childhood always berbelimang treasure, making Jessie must learn independently in the midst of the harsh world. Jessie was at the time alienated by her family after being found pregnant by another man, who had no ties to her.

While her ex-husband, who married her only because of the baby she had previously abandoned the results of promiscuity, was happy to build a household ark with other women.

So Jessie lived alone, with the child. Get away from a family that doesn't even care. Or trying to find him.

Jessie is happy, with her son Lauryn. A beautiful 5-year-old girl who was playing, and asked a lot of things. Capitalizing on a doughnut cake shop in front of his modest house, can make him and Lauryn live fulfilled in peace.

Tonight, the weather is quite shady, a little cloudy, making the sky even darker. Jessie opened her eyes slowly. He moved quickly when he realized that the little girl beside him was having a nightmare.

“P-papa! That's papa huh? Papa handsome.” Jessie's body becomes stiff instantly. It's not the first time Lauryn has muttered Papa said in a quarter-night.

Jessie hugged her son tightly, she lay back down. His hand rubbed Lauryn's back affectionately. Jessie refused to meet face to face again with those who had thrown her away. Indeed, Lauryn's father doesn't know where they are.

But Jessie knows that the 42-year-old is increasingly successful with his career and then happy with his wife and child. Cih, Jessie doesn't want to remember her stupidity anymore. Which used to be like a sneaky bitch to make Jessie sick of remembering it. Jessie has changed, Jessie who was not the current Jessie.

Jessie finds sweat on Lauryn's forehead, she rubs her son's forehead. Then he kissed gently as a sweep of calm for Lauryn. Jessie fell asleep again, but not as sound as usual.

Jessie dreams of Lauryn's father tonight, the man she still loves from the bottom of her heart. The man who used to be just a spy for her, to explore the activities that her ex-husband is doing.

Jessie never told Lauryn Troy, and she was reluctant to remember him again. But the shadows from the television all day, which showed Troy's success now, made Jessie's heart pierced. Wanted that Lauryn could get affection from his father.

 

...Jessie point of view....

What if my donut is shaped into an egg? Will it fit? But it seems like it will be difficult, I will decide to sell donuts as a regular sweetener. Then focus on the cakes I make so as not to stick there. Learning to cook through my late boarding mother who used to take care of me while away from home, made me have a lot of cooking experience.

What I like the most, is definitely donuts. It is easier and also practical. I woke Lauryn up first, then just drove him to school.

My sweet daughter is still asleep, but I don't want to make her a spoiled child. I decided to keep waking Lauryn up.

“Darling, wake up.” said I loudly, Lauryn menggelet, I immediately carry it without waiting for his consciousness to be fully filled.

I took Lauryn to the shower. When I was done, I left my Lauryn wearing clothes. I made you a plate of fried rice, with a beef-eye egg. Then I made her adorable hello kitty rice.

“Mamaa!” as for the spirit, I kissed her cheek for a moment, Lauryn smiled broadly. A smile that makes me smile every day.

“Yaudah tomorrow Mama change to Cinderella ya.” my words make her eyes sparkle again.

Ah, this is what I like. Happiness is very simple for children. They are easily persuaded, and do not like to lie. They are very honest and obedient. I love my daughter very much.

“Mama, today said Bu Guru there is a lunch event in the field. Rynryn joking bangeet, because you can see the story of Bu Guru manyk.” the screech is so innocent, I laughed funnyly in response to his anxiety.

“Yuk ah, you ate a real ya. Later late.” said I stop his chatter, my son who is all obedient, immediately obey my words.

Half an hour after breakfast, I took the keys to my car on the hanger. Lauryn I held on until I entered my little old-fashioned car. The atmosphere of Amsterdam is still the same, quiet and not too dense. Maybe because of my residence away from the city settlement.

“Learnnnya the real, continue not to be reckless, Lauryn do not be naughty with the Master and friends yes. Inget Mama if you learn again, okay?” says reminded him. These are the words I always say to her every morning.

“Any Mama!”

“Good!”

I thumbs up to her, Lauryn out of the car, my face looking forward to her coming through the small gate of kindergarten school. I'm gasping again, want to go to the supermarket first, buy some groceries at home.

 

...Author point of view....

Jessie enters one of the nearby supermarkets, taking some fresh groceries into a stroller. Jessie forgets one of her children's milk, the milk that makes her child sleep before going to bed.

Not to forget Jessie also took the sausage, and also the others. He immediately pushed the stroller back, preparing a wallet that is not too thick, but can meet his life with the baby.

Jessie took some money, as her eyes were busy looking down, while the queue in front still stopped.

“Err.” ringis Jessie felt her head accidentally hit the hard back of a black suit in front of her.

“Please.” Jessie immediately moved her groceries to the cashier's desk. He looked quickly, trying to find a man who did not want to apologize to him earlier.

“So how much?” jessie asked because she wanted to ask, even though she could actually see the nominal amount on the screen in front of her.

When Jessie reached out for some money, the cashier immediately rejected her, making Jessie grin in confusion. “Master has already paid all that you bought madam, even more left. This is the change.” said the cashier indifferently.

The cashier's hand seemed unconcerned by Jessie's confused look. Seeing the long queue immediately made Jessie take the money sheet in her wallet. Jessie came out of the supermarket with plastic in her hand, and money was still clearly visible in her hand.

Jessie circled around in anxious eyes, wanting to return money that was not hers. But there was no one outside the supermarket, only a few couples who were joking. Jessie decides to go back to her little car.