SINGLE MOM.

the chapter 30

...Author point of view....

Troy awaits Jessie's arrival at the altar. They don't get married in front of Troy's minimalist house. Because Beckham managed to find a church that is not far from the residential area. The people Beckham was referring to weren't the townsfolk. But residents who seem peaceful and do not like to interfere in the affairs of others.

Jessie came to the church in Troy's car, with Abigail beside her. Jessie asks where her son is, but Abigail replies that Lauryn is with Troy and the men there.

Jessie was pretty upset about it. Because he wants Lauryn to accompany him. But for a moment Jessie was confused, who would lead her to the altar. Jessie's little heart wanted her father to be there, but it was just like a dream for her.

Abigail held the back of Jessie's hand, Abigail knew Jessie was nervous right now. “Later the Reverend will definitely be suspicious of Uncle Troy, because his bride is so uptight and nervous. Surely the Reverend will think that Uncle Troy has forced you to marry him.” Abigail chuckled amusedly with her own words.

Suddenly Jessie immediately spouted her laughter, a moment Abigail was silent to see Jessie's crisp laughter loose. This was the first time she saw Jessie laughing. No matter where Abigail's pretentious attitude came from, even though she was among the people who were not good at getting along, especially among the wives of big business people, who often tried to make friends with her. But when with Jessie, the desire to entertain the woman was there. Because Abigail can feel the radiance of sadness from Jessie's eyes.

The journey doesn't take long, it's only 10 minutes. The driver opens the car door for Jessie to come down with Abigail. Jessie walks slowly on the tail by Abigail behind her. The church door was wide open, only after that Abigail tidied up the dress that Jessie was wearing on the back.

The atmosphere of the church was very quiet, there were only people he knew. Like Beckham, Alex, and his daughter. Lauryn's. Jessie smiled broadly to see that Lauryn was neat and beautiful with her tiny dress. A moment Jessie was unconscious, if Abigail had moved away from him. Abigail approached Alex, then stood beside him. Jessie stood alone, between the wide open doors.

Troy looked at Jessie full of love, could not be denied if he was very grateful with the path of destiny that exists. Finally, the moment he had been waiting for came as well. He will soon marry the woman he loves.

Jessie's not lying, if her heart's a little tight. Because no father or relatives are here. But suddenly Jessie felt someone's presence. Jessie turned her head to the side, her eyes round in surprise at who was coming, then stood beside her.

“Uncle Roy..” Jessie stared in disbelief at the figure she saw. Roy is Abigail's father.

“Although Uncle does not know what relationship is happening with you with the old man, but Uncle will still be present to accompany you.” whispered Roy realized Jessie's surprise. His nephew.

Jessie and Roy walk to the altar. Roy stepped away when Jessie was already on the altar. Their bodies faced each other, leaving two steps separating the distance between them. The pastor stood in the middle.

The sacred promise was made from the lips of both. Until finally the pastor inaugurated them as a couple. Although there were only a few people, they still clapped their hands. The sound of applause made Jessie's wide smile rise, followed by the Troy smile that the man rarely showed.

After the wedding, they return to Troy's wooden house. The bodyguards were still standing in the front yard of Troy's house, they knew something that even his master didn't say. But they kept their mouths shut because it was none of their business.

Troy rubs Jessie's open shoulder because of her dress. Jessie turned her head to the side, looking a twinkle of pleasure visible from Troy's eyes. Now the two are in the room, leaving Beckham who is guarding Lauryn in the living room with Alex, Abigail, and Roy.

“What will Mas do after this?” Jessie looked at Troy's handsome face. Troy smiled, then landed a brief kiss in Jessie's hair.

“Mas will be back today. Work's waiting there, honey. ” Jessie surprised upon hearing that. This is indeed a sudden marriage, but is it wrong if he wants more?

“Mas will contact you always. Wednesday will be home.” Jessie let out a tired sigh, she was disappointed by it. He wants to be selfish, wants to keep Troy by his side.

Today is still Sunday, meaning 3 days Troy will come to see him again. “Nmobile. Don't get married then.” Jessie shook her head, she kept her body away from Troy.

Troy breathed a rough breath, he did not regret at all having married Jessie so soon. Troy does not want Jessie to leave, although he will eventually leave this house for 3 days.

“Jessie, understand lah.” Troy's hand pulled Jessie's shoulder back to face him.

“Mas who must understand.” Jessie reluctantly looks back at Troy's eyes, she turns her gaze on the window of the room that does not have an open accent.

“We've talked about this before. And you agreed to stay here, while Mas still had to take care of work in the city.” Troy said, he lost a little patience.

Hearing Jessie's very slow voice, immediately made Troy stiffen. How could he take Jessie to town? If there alone the problem is not widespread, especially the news of his divorce with Efsun has not been known by the public.

“You want to be counted by the media of the second wife Mas. Yes?” troy asked with a look in his eye. Jessie was silent, half a second later she shook her head.

“Do not argue. Follow what you say. You will be safe here.” Troy said flat. He takes Jessie into his arms, rubbing Jessie's soft back which still wears the dress up and down.

Jessie is silent, she should not be selfish, but who is really selfish here? Jessie just wants to live a normal life with Troy, as a married couple. Even though they are still surrounded by problems.

Otherside.

Beckham was sitting together with Roy, Lauryn was in his lap. The little boy looked at Beckham's cell phone in his grasp.

“Will the Jessie family not know this?” ask Roy to think ahead.

“Jessie's family won't know if Troy doesn't immediately tell.” Alex replied accordingly. He rubbed Abigail's head leaning over her chest. His wife was sleeping so easily.

“Troy is still Efsun's husband in the public eye. If Troy tells you about his marriage to Jessie in the near future, the public will definitely gossip Jessie out.” Beckham said chimed.

Considering Lauryn was here, Beckham told the boy to go to his room.

“Honey, go to your room first there. Rest lah.” Beckham glanced at Lauryn who was on his lap. Lauryn nodded, it was easy to set up. Makes Beckham handle it easily. Lauryn leaves, leaving Beckham's phone back in the hands of the owner.

“I wonder why Jessie could be thrown away just because of her pregnancy. Then now his family seems not to think he exists.” Roy was amazed by the way his sister thought. The other one is Jessie's father.

“If you forget, you also have a relationship with Jessie, the venerable Mr. Roy.” Beckham said in a sarcastic tone. Roy chuckled, laughing loudly at Beckham's words.

Alex grinned, hearing her in-laws' laughter. Roy is not usually like this. Just like Beckham, he also felt strange with Roy's laughter. There was nothing funny about what he said just now.

“What's funny, Papa?” abigail asked as she regained consciousness from her sleep. He was troubled by his father's laughter.

Roy hurriedly shook his head at a glance, the look on his face turned flat. Fishing the curiosity Beckham had.

“Nothing I cover, Beckham. Stop looking at me so.” Roy threw his face towards Beckham.

“I suspect you.” Beckham spread his shoulders indifferently. He said it was as flat as the look on his face now.

“You better find a wife now. Only you are unmarried.” Roy smiled slantingly, the old man then stood up from his seat. “I have to go home now. Alex, take your wife home. He looks very tired.” continued Roy staring at his only daughter.

“Sure, Father.” Alex said briefly while nodding. “Let's meet them first.” take Alex with a hand that grasps Abigail's fingers. Abigail nodded, and walked after her husband.

Beckham and Roy are left in that room. “What are you hiding, Roy.” asked Beckham flatly, Roy smiled faintly. He patted Beckham's shoulder at a glance.

“Nothing I cover, Beckham. I'm old, I can't act. You better think carefully about my advice to get married soon. It's a shame if your glory is only you enjoy alone.” said Roy replied to a question full of inquiry from Beckham.

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