
...Author point of view....
Jessie immediately prepared whatever needed to be arranged, she smiled happily when Lita, her assistant was already standing guard in front of the house. Yeah, indeed. Jessie has one assistant, as well as an employee. As a home assistant, also employees who help him sell donuts.
Lita is preparing an apron. He and Jessie have known for a long time, counted three years, because of Jessie's fast-moving cake business, so as to hire an employee.
Jessie just needs to look around, when Lita who styled ever knick pancake powder. People began to come in turns, calculated there were fifteen visitors who came to his small shophouse.
“Come again yes madam, hope good cake.” said Jessie was friendly to the buyer, the buyer nodded kindly.
Lita and Jessie are back at work, “Kak, the dough runs out.” Lita told Jessie, as visitors who arrive start to return home.
Jessie nodded, he was sensitive, that meant he had to go back to making his dough, making dough was not difficult, when he used to make it every day.
Half an hour later.
It turns out that the more that come, Jessie is no wonder or surprised again if anyone is able to stand because they do not get a seat. Jessie is grateful that only Lita and herself have been able to handle this many buyers.
It's a little afternoon, which is 11 o'clock.
Jessie immediately left her small shophouse to Lita, she had to rush to pick up Lauryn at school, Jessie took a car, and then returned to plugging gas.
“Ah yes... It's more money once, what's it for? But, this is not my money. Then how can I save and use it.” said Jessie with a monologue, Jessie put her wallet in the back seat.
Already at her son's school, Jessie got off after parking her car in a special parking lot. Then he entered the gate, Jessie gulped his saliva roughly. As a sharp glare was cast for him, from the women who might be a few years older than him.
Sometimes Jessie was surprised, they had never even spoken or chatted to her, but there were those who stamped her badly so easily.
Not caring for that sharp gaze, Jessie breezed away towards the front of Lauryn's class. When the bell rang, the chirping cheers of typical children's bells were very clear.
“Lau!” jessie shouted as she raised one hand, then flicked it towards Lauryn. The child who was looking for the whereabouts of his mother, immediately approached and hugged Jessie.
“Mamaa!” lauryn exclaimed happily, Jessie elaborated on the embrace between them, she rubbed the back head of her dear son, then she kissed Lauryn's forehead at a glance.
Lauryn smiled until he showed a row of milk teeth that had grown flat. Jessie walks out of school with Lauryn in her arms. The attention did not escape the figure of a man in a black suit, who watched from behind a large tree in kindergarten.
Arriving in front of her house, Jessie glanced at Lauryn who turned out to be asleep beside the wheel. Jessie got out of the car, and she opened her son's door. Jessie was holding a sleeping Lauryn. He took Lauryn's little pink backpack. Then he brought it into the house.
Because if you want to enter her house, you have to pass through a cake window, then Jessie passed a small fence that fit only three people. Unlike at school her son, precisely the woman who was buying her cake is now on a smile.
They were amazed and had to see a woman like Jessie, who looked strong and determined. It's no secret that Jessie is a single parent. And also, Jessie was forced to say that Lauryn's father had already died while Lauryn was still in the womb.
That sentence isn't really a lie, is it? Because what happened was like that. Jessie takes care of her own child, without anyone's help.
“Lita, you are here. Later Kaka help you out Rynryn sleep in the room.” Lita nods, Jessie takes Lauryn to the room to put him to bed.
“Besok Rynryn not want to go to school yes Ma.” said Lauryn stammering, Jessie suddenly wanted to reprimand Lauryn. But he immediately held.
“Why?” ask Jessie while sitting on the edge of the bed. Lauryn woke up from his sleep. But her face turned reluctant to look at Jessie.
“Rynryn, tired...” sighs Lauryn is still reluctant to look at him, Jessie clasps Lauryn's chin gently, she carries her son's face, to look at him directly.
“Battle break, what do you want to do if you go to school? Hayo..” seductive Jessie wanted to melt the atmosphere, but instead of being entertained, Lauryn answered the thing that the child should have said.
“Rynryn wants to rush to see Papa. Let's be Emm...” Lauryn's face that was once moody, now bothered to think excitedly, as if there are many things that he needs to tell.
“Liar can play with Papa, continue in ajarin ride a bike with Papa. Do you know ga ma? Rynryn's tenure yesterday fell just as she was riding a bike again. But because his father immediately bought him a toy, he became sick again! Rynryn wants to be rich too!” scream Lauryn jump.
Jessie looked at her son's pus, she forced her stiff-arched smile, “Ayolaah Maa.. Samperin Papaa's... Mama said, Dad is in heaven! Master Rynryn said that in heaven it is aakk! So Rynryn wants to samperin Papa to heaven.. Yes Maa..” whine Lauryn so plain.
Jessie was wasting her breath, “Rynryn, now taking a nap huh? Later Mama has a gift for you.” said Jessie trying to shift the topic.
“But that abis, we go to heaven right Ma?” lauryn asked again to make Jessie confused to answer.
“Hmm..” Jessie pulled her son's head gently, then she whispered a string of sentences that managed to make Lauryn speechless.
When Lauryn had managed to keep quiet, Jessie told her son to fall asleep immediately, Lauryn smiled widely, his hair straight he let down and gathered on the tops of his head.
Jessie does not accompany Lita to sell in front, she prefers to sit in a small garden behind her house. Jessie was pensively there, she squeezed her phone which showed a picture of a man with his little family.
Jessie regretted telling a lie to Lauryn, her son. Jessie bit her lower lip. How he kept his promise to Lauryn.
“Later Mama will bring Lauryn to meet Papa. But Lauryn has to take a nap, okay?” that's the sentence that slid off Jessie's lips in reflex.
Jessie doesn't want to be reckless, to contact Lauryn's real father. But on the other hand, he just wants Lauryn to know that his real father still exists. Breathing the air in the same city as them.
Having no other way out, Jessie's chest felt tight as her thumb pressed the contacting feature'. He called Troy's old number, which he still kept among the old numbers of people he had removed.
Jessie's naive lips smiled almost relieved, seeing that the phone was not picked up either. Jessie gulped her saliva roughly, as she wanted to end her call.
Turns out,
Troy lifted.
Until the sentence appears, 'Connected call'
...Author point of view....