SINGLE MOM.

chapter 45's

...Author point of view....

Lita and Beckham are at the same table. Hmm, he meant with the position of Lita standing. Beckham sits on a chair. Lauryn and Nessie sit to Beckham's left right. Beckham not only fed Nessie, but also Lauryn.

Lita was silent because she didn't know what to do. He looked at Lauryn and Nessie who were very greedy to take bribes from Beckham. Actually Lita was very scared at this moment. Being near the burly old man, with tattoos adorning the man's neck and hands.

Beckham looks terrible, really.

“Aunty Loli just shut up? Aunty does not want to eat?” Nessie asked while looking up.

“Aunty has eaten, Little girl.” replied Lita felt anxious.

Beckham cleared his throat, he was done feeding Lauryn and Nessie. Beckham glanced at Lita flat, “What's your name.” Lita bit her lower lip anxiously. He himself is confused with himself. Why be afraid of being close to the man in front of her.

“Lolita, Sir.” Lita's downstairs. He didn't dare look at Beckham. Really, just this time he attended a fancy wedding. Then his presence that was quite close to this man, made him inferior. And feel inferior.

Without even looking Beckham in the eye, Lita knew Beckham was looking at her. “How long have you been working?” Lita frowned confusedly, giving rise to a small fold on her forehead.

“Work?” this time Lita raised her face. And sure enough, if Beckham was staring at him. The man's gaze seemed to judge her fairly simple appearance.

Not at the price of the simple dress. Because Jessie had given him a dress, before the end of the day.

“I don't work with anyone.” replied Lita began to neutralize her heartbeat. The look of this man, really, skinned him.

“Oh,” Lita stiffened, did she misspoke just now? Hearing Beckham's short answer made him feel even lower. Who am I anyway?, Inner Lita asked.

No more talk after that. There was silence in a few minutes. The typical sleepy yawning sound of children breaks the silence that is going on. Lita moved closer to Lauryn.

“Unfortunately Brother Lita wants bobo huh? Sleepy huh?” Lita ducked down, she slightly bent down with her face leaning towards the sleepy face of Lauryn.

“Iya, Brother. Rynryn wants to bobok.” replied Lauryn a little whining. Lita smiled sweetly, she immediately rubbed Lauryn's chubby cheeks affectionately.

“This is the same Brother used to be the bobo yaa.” Lita immediately lifted Lauryn into her carrier. Patting Lauryn's ass slowly. So that the child will fall asleep.

Beckham was a little snapped at the sight before him. The girl he had met just a few minutes ago, was able to make him smile even if only a little. Beckham involuntarily pulled the corner of his lips. But the movement in his arm made Beckham aware, then immediately changed the look on his face.

“What's hmm?” Beckham raised both eyebrows while looking at Nessie.

“Nessie sleepy too, Uncle.” Beckham immediately lifted Nessie into his arms. He did not bother to stand up, and still carried Nessie in a sitting state.

“Kalo you are tired, just sit here.” Beckham glanced at the empty seat next to him. The chair Lauryn was sitting in.

Lita gulped her saliva rough. What's really going on with him. He felt the attractiveness of this old man was huge. Lita did not dare to refuse, she immediately sat next to Beckham. The close sitting distance, making his arm accidentally come into direct contact with Beckham's hard arm covered in a black suit.

“Sorry.” Lita said softly, not daring she looked at the man beside her.

“Hmm,” Beckham just cleared his throat in response. Beckham doesn't think Lolita made a mistake with him.

...★★★...

Troy clasped Jessie's hand down the luxurious staircase in the building. It's a hotel, not an Andreas hotel. Except for his friend's very luxurious hotel. Troy accidentally searches for the best hotel for his wedding reception along with Jessie.

Troy smiled as he shook his head. There was only this wife, inner Troy said.

“Mas think Lita is happy, because our child is a cheerful child, dear. They are rarely troublesome.” hearing this, makes Jessie calm instantly.

“You're right, Mas. I was so lucky to be gifted with a child as beautiful and as smart as them.” Jessie smiled sweetly, Troy who felt anxious squeezed the shoulders of Jessie dear.

“Mas is also lucky to be able to marry a tough woman as beautiful and as smart as you.” Troy kisses Jessie's temple at a glance.

The more days Troy gets the smarter he gets at stringing up sweet words. Not infrequently on a beautiful sunny morning, Troy had prepared a small note if only the man had to leave work early, and Jessie was still asleep.

They went down the stairs after the stairs. But on the last ladder. Jessie could see two middle-aged figures, who were embracing each other. The old woman hugged her husband's waist. The husband hugged his wife's back.

Jessie's breath was stuck. For years, she had not seen her parents directly. Apart from television. Jessie squeezed Troy's waist, Troy who was aware of Jessie's inertness rubbed his wife's arm gently.

“Samperin yes, Darling. Let me calm down too, don't think anymore. Okay?” Jessie nodded slowly, Troy smiled as he let out another kiss on his wife's temple.

Their feet are approaching. Until now Troy released Jessie's body from his embrace. Let Jessie stand alone beside him. Jessie's eyes blinked a few times.

“Jessie!” Christie slid straight into Jessie's arms. She hugged Jessie tightly. His adopted son who he had expelled a few years ago, because it was considered to have tarnished the good name of the family.

“Mama misses you so much.” mistress Christie hugs Jessie tightly. His height was indeed equivalent to Jessie's height. Make it easy to look at the child easily.

“Mama misses you so much. Mama is looking for you repeatedly, but the results are always nil. No one can find you.” Christie had no problem with Jessie not returning her arms. As long as he was able to meet his adopted son, it had already made him very happy.

“Content always comes at the end. I'm sorry papa, Jessie.” I don't know since when Chris, Jessie's foster father. Already near them.

Jessie smiled faintly, she closed her eyes tightly. Chris who was vulnerable was smiling sweetly, he wanted to hug Jessie. But realizing that Jessie did not want to meet him and his wife, made Chris urung want to hug him.

Chris looked down inside. He feels very guilty. He feels lonely. He was also sad to see his beloved wife unable to live in peace, always missing their adopted son. Especially after knowing the news that Troy (one of the successful business people, will soon hold a wedding reception) along with prewedding photos Jessie and Troy are plastered on television and newspapers.

“It's enough.” Chris' daydreams crumpled, he looked at Jessie weakly. Staring also at Christie who looked sad because Jessie let go of her embrace.

“Papa, come closer.” Chris was in his place. Jessie smiled sweetly. Chris came closer. Jessie hugged both of them. Christie's cry broke, she hugged Jessie's back tightly. As if there is no tomorrow.

“Hiks, Jessie also misses Mama and Papa very much.” Jessie sobs small. He didn't want to make his mother cry. But under these circumstances, his cries could not stand.

Mr. Chris looked at Troy proud, he was pleased that Troy had made it possible for him and his wife to meet Jessie. The child they miss so much.

Troy's chest rumbled. He felt crowded to see his wife sobbing in the arms of his two in-laws. Troy was relieved, because Jessie could finally feel the embrace of her parents again. They are actually Jessie's adoptive parents.

Secretly there are those who photograph Jessie's friendship with her parents. A smile rose on the man's lips. The man who was none other than Roy, directly sent it to Abigail. Her daughter.

Abigail and Alex are not at the reception because they are back on their honeymoon trip. Roy himself has become accustomed to the habits of the Princess and her daughter-in-law who are getting sticky every day. Inevitably Abigail's children are also in her home. With Roy's baby sitter.

Roy thinks his old age is over. He has seen many different generations travel over the years. From the moment Abigail and Alex were married, they saw Jessie and Troy being happy. Then he saw his younger brother, Chris, who also managed to reunite with his adopted son.

...Author point of view....