
...Author point of view....
The servant had already come out, and Jessie was still fixated on looking at the little boy in front of the closed door. Jessie lowered her head, seeing that what turned out to be on her lap was not Lauryn. Except for the child he just knew existed.
To Jessie's confusion, why are their faces so similar, is it because they're sisters? Ah, stupid question what is Jessie. They are sisters, but who was born first?
Jessie rubbed Nessie's sunken head on her chest. Jessie spread out her hands, giving instructions for Lauryn to approach them immediately. But the opposite happened, Lauryn turned around, and tried to open the door hinge with a little difficulty.
Jessie couldn't say anything, she couldn't move, because the body was holding her, as if not letting her go.
Lauryn who was trying to open the door so naively, now a little pushed back, because the door that suddenly opened a little.
“Did it take you a long time to wake up Jessie? Hmmm?” Troy stared intently at Jessie, his hand falling over Lauryn's head. Lauryn feels uncomfortable about the treatment of men he considers foreign in front of him.
“Come quickly follow Dad now.” Lauryn was flabbergasted, Troy clasped his hand. Before moving Troy raised his chin, as an instruction to Jessie quickly wake up and follow him down.
And sure enough, Jessie got straight out of bed with Nessie in her arms. Nessie put her chin leaning sweetly over Jessie's shoulder. He felt a great comfort, which he did not get from Efsun, who he thought was his own mother. Mother gave birth to him.
Jessie trailed Troy from behind, furious at Jessie's attitude, Troy paused, until Jessie also stopped reflexively.
“You brought my son. It's inappropriate if you're behind me.” Troy hugged Jessie by the waist until he got closer to her. Jessie closed her lips hard.
“Focus forward, do not see me so.” Troy said with his head looking straight, Jessie automatically turned and was busy looking in the other direction.
Arriving at the restaurant, Jessie was taken to sit at a table that seemed very expensive. Looks very elegant. But Jessie was not a tacky woman who would be very flabbergasted. Jessie must not forget, if the one with her is an asshole.
“Choose your choice Jessie.” Troy said indifferently, sitting in one of the seats facing Jessie. Both of his sons are on his left right side.
Jessie who was just sitting alone in the middle of the two empty seats, was unconscious. That Troy was carrying Nessie and Lauryn sitting to his left right side alone. Making a distance between those who are only separated by a table, Jessie sits alone.
“You want what kind of menu darling?” troy asked coldly, staring at the menu with a sharp and piercing look. Jessie squashed her teeth at a glance.
“I want my two children.” Troy's jaw hardens. His face showed displeased mimicry, but Troy soon changed his face again.
With a smile on his lips. “Ah yes you really like waffles, right? Take it easy, I'll have them make it without ice cream, and excessive sugar.” as if you know the contents of Jessie's head, Troy remembered Jessie's favorite menu, which Jessie used to order often, as well, when eating with him.
“Stop messing around with me Troy.” said Jessie was anxious, through her mind, looking at Troy's eyes that were no less sharp looking at her.
“I have no interest in playing with you, baby.” reply Troy in his mind, while shaking slowly.
As if being telepathic, the activities of those who threw sharp glances stopped. When the waiter had brought the food menu, Troy had ordered it before they should have arrived here.
Dinner begins, with Troy thawing the tension between Nessie and Lauryn. Now the two are eating together. Twins who have been separated for five years. Both are very familiar. Especially with Nessie's attitude that is easy to talk.
The sitting position has changed. It was no longer Troy in the middle, but on the edge, where Lauryn was sitting. His seat is slightly slanted to his two hearts. Jessie focused on the interaction between Lauryn and Nessie. They taste each other's food.
While Troy, 42-year-old man secretly stole a look at Jessie, his lips formed a thin smile, looking at Jessie's eyes that radiated a ray of happiness.
“Ayaahhh!!” nessie exclaimed quite loudly, when she called Troy earlier, but the man did not hear.
Troy immediately looked at his son's face, with both eyebrows raised, because of the shock of Nessie who unfolded her focus looking at Jessie. Jessie distracts him by rubbing the rest of the sauce on Lauryn's lips using a tysu.
Troy who was caught wet had noticed Jessie was just acting as usual as possible.
“Daddy says it wants to nemenin Nessie malem this out. Isn't it Yah?” ask Nessie excitedly. Troy shook his head, suddenly making Nessie lethargic.
Troy took Nessie on his lap.
“Very cold weather Nessie. Not good for you to come out. Better now you and your sister go upstairs, because dad will talk to her.” Troy glanced at Jessie, and Nessie followed his father's line of sight.
“She's Mother Nessie too, isn't she Daddy? She is Nessie's second mother. ” giggles Nessie gleefully, while jumping into Troy's arms abruptly.
Troy became stiff instantly. Jessie held her breath. “How can Nessie call her second Mother dear?” troy asked softly, trying to correct Nessie's words.
What he believed, made Jessie offended. “Because she's Lauryn's mother is also Dad. Lauryn looks like Nessie, the waiter said we were sister! So if she's Mother Lauryn, she's Mother Nessie too, right, Dad?” babble Nessie who is more beautiful and chatty than a child his age.
“Ahhh, Nessie kangen Mommy.” Nessie's voice turns to wistful.
“Nessie wants to see Mommy.”
“Can you, Dad? Father..”
“Nessie to see Bun-”
Troy growled furiously as Nessie whined. He wants to keep Jessie feeling, but Troy can't blame Nessie either. Because the boy doesn't know who his real mother really is. With his mood not good, Troy yelled at Nessie.
“Nessie!”
...Author point of view....