SINGLE MOM.

chapter 28's

...Author point of view....

At 2 am Troy awoke from his sleep. Actually, he didn't really fall asleep. It's just that Troy put Jessie to sleep next to him. Jessie fell asleep quietly, propping Troy's big arm behind her head.

Troy looked at the ceiling of his room. He felt a small movement beside him, and as Jessie was puffing out like a baby, the woman hugged Troy's stomach even more with a face close to her neck.

Troy could not move, but his free hand now grabbed the flat object lying on the nightstand. Troy opens the chat app, then he presses one of the contacts there.

Beckham's.

Because one of his hands was used as a cushion for Jessie's head, Troy could not type messages freely. Let him turn on the voice note.

“Beckham, come now to my house in the woods, prepare a priest and a pair of dresses for the bride tomorrow morning. Call Alex and his wife to come, do not forget to decorate my house with your architect.” whispered Troy in the voice note that was lit.

He stole a glance at the woman who was still sleeping peacefully in her sleep. Seeing Jessie was not disturbed by her voice.

Voice notes were sent. It didn't take long for Troy to receive a reply from Beckham. Because the man is the same as a businessman in general. I rarely fall asleep at night. Troy guess for sure now Beckham is at the nightclub. The old bachelor must be enjoying the night atmosphere to refresh his brain.

Beckham's.

Wh-wh-what for?

That brief reply infuriated Troy. Soon Troy re-recorded his voice in the newly lit voice note.

“Of course for stupid wedding. You think what I'm going to do with all those things.” Troy exclaimed in annoyance in his tone.

Voice notes were sent back. It didn't take long for Beckham to return the message. Beckham's reply instantly makes Troy want to throw his phone upset.

Beckham's.

I know for a wedding, but who's getting married? Did any of the employees ask you to arrange a wedding in your crappy house?

Troy turned his voice note back on. He panicked a little when he saw Jessie move uncomfortably in his arms. Troy had to hold his breath so as not to move and disturb the woman's deep sleep now.

It turns out Jessie just turned her body around. Jessie turned her back on Troy, still in an uncomfortable position. If there was a chest Troy could be used as a place to rest, now there is no.

“Hey hey darling what you do. Use a pillow only yes.” said Troy while waking up from his sleeping position. Automatic movement of his hands on the phone was released. Same with the voice notes sent.

Jessie just nodded heavily. He was really sleepy at the moment. Troy pulled the pillow on the left side to get closer to his pillow. Jessie's head she puts comfortably on that pillow. Jessie only complied because she was in an unconscious position.

Jessie was calm in her sleep. Troy breathed a sigh of relief, he again picked up his cell phone lying on the edge of the mattress. Swipe just a little, the phone will automatically fall on the floor. Still with his seat, Troy saw Beckham's message that entered so much.

Beckham's.

Who is with you?

You are crazy, man.

I've only stayed a day, you've been with another woman.

Then what about me?

Troy was grieving in disgust with the message he read. Behind Beckham's cold demeanor, the man who was 4 years older than his age, had a dramatic attitude. Not infrequently Beckham makes the atmosphere become liquid through his attitude. Troy impatiently returned Beckham's message via voice mail.

This time Troy woke up from his sleep, and immediately went out of bed. Troy opened the door that was connected to the balcony of his room. The cold air immediately greeted Troy, the wind hitting his face. The location of his house in the forest, increasingly added a cold impression on his body.

“I'll be married to Jessie tomorrow. Take Alex and his wife as witnesses. You don't ask too many questions. I don't want to be an old bachelor like you.” Troy said in the voice note. Troy chuckled wickedly with his words that were quite striking.

Beckham just read the message, because after that the phone call went into his phone. Beckham called Troy immediately, at the end of which he was very surprised by the news that Troy had just delivered.

“You crazy Troy? I know you must have kept that woman in your house. Then force her to marry you. Troy you're really not sane. What if that woman goes crazy because of your compulsion. Fuckin' shit.” umpat Beckham on the other end.

Troy couldn't help but laugh at hearing that. He laughed quite loudly with his voice. “Hey I'm seriously stupid. You think I don't know if you must have forced that woman to marry you.” Beckham said still doesn't believe in Troy.

“What are you saying, Beckham. I love Jessie so much. Of course I'll marry her. I'm sure Jessie has the same feelings as me, only she's embarrassed to say it.” reply Troy did not accept Beckham's accusation.

I heard breath there. Beckham could do nothing but accept Troy's wishes. But there was one thing that stuck in his mind.

“Then what about Efsun? How you're gonna deal with it, Troy. You know that woman still loves you.” asked Beckham to feel dizzy with the romance of his best friend.

“I really appreciate Efsun as the woman I once loved, Beckham. But I also couldn't hold back my feelings any further towards Jessie. It's hard for me to make him believe, I can't possibly waste this opportunity. From the moment I saw Jessie after a long time of not meeting her, my resolve was already unanimous if I would marry her as soon as possible.”

Troy answered seriously. He is honest about his desire to marry Jessie from far away. Even Troy intends to kidnap the woman, if Jessie whistles loudly to get away from him. But destiny says something else. Jessie, intent on escaping from him, quickly finds Troy. Then Troy took him to this log house. The house he built long ago.

“Alright, Troy. Remember one thing, if I will always help you under any circumstances. Don't ever forget me after you get married yeah.” Beckham said in a sad tone that he made up.

“I'll kick you if you're here, Beckham.” Beckham's laugh breaks at the words of Troy, his best friend. Troy's voice was flat, but Beckham knew that Troy was upset at the other end.

The phone is dead. Troy went back into his room. Luckily Jessie was not disturbed at all with her voice large enough from the outside. Troy put his phone back on the nightstand. Then he put his body to sleep next to Jessie who was now facing him. The sleeping position of the woman is always changing.

Jessie's face was like a bright moonlight among the dim lights of a room. Troy's outstretched hand rubbed Jessie's cheek up and down.

“I can't wait for the morning to arrive, Darling.” Troy said slowly. Her wet hoarse voice flowed beautifully in Jessie's ears.

...Author point of view....