SINGLE MOM.
chapter 3's
...Author point of view....
This morning in Amsterdam, Jessie woke up first, she woke up at five in the morning, as usual. Jessie comes out of the room, she smacks her original hair up. Shows its smooth white neck in line with the color of milk.
Jessie opens the door to the room that Lita sleeps in slowly, fearing that her daughter will wake up. Lita who actually just woke up and was ready to take a bath, became approaching Jessie first.
When she got outside the room, Jessie immediately hugged Lita in spirit, she was really happy to welcome this day. Which at least can make Jessie forget the incident yesterday afternoon in the park.
“Dessert us Lita! Dessert we will be booked by a reputable hotel in Amsterdam!” cry Jessie with a voice she deliberately shrinks.
Jessie immediately shut Lita's mouth, who was almost shouting so much fun. They finally jumped in excitement in a few jolts. Finally Jessie returned to her room, to clean up, as the first preparation of tidiness' herself.
An hour is enough to make Jessie graceful and very charming. He wears black heels, a knee-length plisket skirt, and white plain clothes as a top. Her hair in the ponytail, so as not to be complicated and feel sultry when out there.
Jessie peeked at Lauryn's forehead, who was still sleeping soundly in bed, “Sorry Mama yes dear, Mama has already broken many promises with you.” whispered Jessie parau, Mama, then he immediately walked out of the room.
Jessie drove her car, she walked down the streets of Amsterdam which was quite crowded. Luckily the weather is not too bright, making the heat does not directly puncture to the pores of the skin.
When he arrived, Jessie immediately entered the hotel in the corner that had been determined. Jessie smiled to show her neatly arranged rows of white teeth. There were two women sitting there.
“Morning Mrs's. Tessie.” greeting one of the women named Miracle. Jessie laughed at a glance, she held her mind back from being offended, because Tessie was not her name.
“Jessie, Mistress. Not Tessie.” either their different accents, or indeed Miracle is not a native here. Miracle mispronounced his name.
“Oohh hahaha! I'm sorry, I'm almost old. So can not say so perfectly.” reply Miracle smile, Jessie ber oh ria, she again smiled.
The atmosphere did seem awkward, especially after Jessie realized that a woman beside Miracle, was just poking at her, then introducing herself so coldly.
“Tania.” said Tania with a flat face, Jessie chuckled stiffly, she also replied to Tania's hand post. Just a glance, as Tania instantly let go a little rough.
“Hahahaa, come on Tania. She's our guest, you have to smile.” inevitably for Tania, she finally smiled. Jessie smiled awkwardly, looking at Tania's thinly curved lip arch.
“How about your cake business mistress? We intend to order it in large quantities, in the near future.” said Miracle open a chat. Jessie raised both eyebrows at a glance, she had to shake off her nervousness.
In order not to be trampled by the sight of the woman beside Miracle. “Originally you gave time to me to make it, according to what you ordered. Surely I agree Mrs.” reply Jessie began proffesional.
“Ah of course..” replied Miracle immediately, “Actually we also want to make additional cakes, but it turns out your cake includes cakes that can be served here. Because one of our staff often went around town, to eat cake after cake. ” Jessie was a little surprised, it means the cake she sold, had already been tasted.
“Staff have you tried cake from me?” jessie asked, Miracle nodded in excitement. Jessie feels good not to play because of that.
“Not just one or two staff, but almost all the staff in the tasting tastings, say that the cake you sell is delicious mistress. So we intend to order it. ” Mircale replied very politely, surely the one who contacted him yesterday was Miracle. Jessie was sure of that.
“We want two thousand cookies for this month. But it seems impossible, right? Therefore, we only want to order three hundred doughnuts, which are ready for the next two weeks.”, said Miracle while removing a piece of paper.
“Ah doesn't need this much. This is too much.” said Jessie refused subtly, seeing the number listed is not small.
“This is our policy mistress, please accept. Because there are some wishes that we want.” Miracle made Jessie frown in confusion.
“What?” ask Jessie curiously.
“We want you to make the cake here. All the ingredients are ready to be available, just need you to direct the staff to make it.” said Miracle smiled widely, it took some time for Jessie to be able to review it.
“Good. But I will bring one person to accompany me here. Hows it?... Ah not only one person, but two people.” asked Jessie who of course would bring Lita and Lauryn to come with her.
“Of course you can. As long as you feel comfortable.” Jessie smiled in satisfaction, with Miracle's reply.
Finally the brief meeting was ended, by Jessie who would come back tomorrow morning, to start the first day of baking, with the staff in the kitchen of the hotel.
Jessie came out of the room, she was thirsty, because in the room, they were just talking seriously. Makes Jessie forget to drink the drinks served. Jessie stops at the Andreas restaurant, which is inside the hotel itself.
He ordered only one glass of orange juice, Jessie sat at one of the tables with her orange juice. He took out the phone, Lita sent him a message since an hour ago it turned out. Jessie immediately opened it, how happy Jessie was, when she saw the photo of her son's face, which Lita sent, was wearing a school uniform.
“Aibi!” Jessie reflexively turned her head, there was no sign of a human who had called her a 'auntie', or perhaps she was too confident to call.
“Bibii.” Jessie gasped in shock, as her shirt was pulled by one of the little boys, who was really tiny.
It was only fitting that Jessie did not see the child, her height wong alone was very short. “What? You called me?” jessie asked, he lifted the little boy's body, as if familiar, when this was the first time they met.
“Can I sit here? ”
“Of course!” Jessie carried the child's body to sit next to her, with a chair next to her.
“Are you lost?” asked Jessie who was calm, because she felt that the little boy was fine. Not lost or anything.
The little boy shook his head, nonchalantly, he took over the glass to shift before him. Jessie was astonished to see the little boy, who was sipping orange juice, stirring up a new straw, which was available in a special place on the table.
“Haahh, enaakk. ” Jessie blinked her eyes in disbelief, orange juice that was still a lot, now it's over.
“Try me if there is a Father, I will not be in the morning drinking cold..” whispered the little boy to himself, who can still hear Jessie through his ear.
Jessie daydreamed for a moment, remembering the face of the little boy beside her. Very similar, with... Ah, that's impossible. Jessie shook her face.
...Author point of view....
