Substitute Mother
Chapters 117. Truly, Madly, Deeply
“Judith..”.
Judith never realized that her name sounded so beautiful when it was called Jeanno at the height of her passion. There is a satisfaction, like pride. Pride for having ‘beats’ Nayara who has been overshadowing Jeanno when they make love. The time brought Jeanno to realize that the woman under his confinement was Judith, not Nayara.
Ironically, when Judith's only toughest competitor is a dead woman. What he thought was a stroke of luck and misfortune simultaneously when his face was so similar to the face of the late Nayara. Lucky because with his face, he could earn a billion in just a short time. Damn because he is trapped in a false identity that sometimes makes him worried.
“Good morning.”
The tip of the lip was pulled up, giving a sweet smile. Jeanno cupped her face, peeping her forehead full of affection. The man was never as gentle as he was now when they made love. Well, it's never rough, but the gentleness Jeanno gave her before was just because she felt she had made love to Nayara. Different than this moment.
“Did I hurt you?”
The pair of neutrals met, shady and deep. Judith shook her head, a little afraid to get out of this wonderful moment. “No. Master didn't hurt me at all”
Jeanno pulled the tiny body closer to her embrace, making their equally innocent skin come into contact with no distance. “Like this one first. I'm still sleepy”
The hugged is not cut. Especially when realizing the regular breath of the young master who returned to sleep. Judith's hand stretched out, hugging Jeanno's waist. He was sleepy too. But afraid if all the beauty that he went through last night until now, only the meeting wrapped in a dream. He was afraid when he woke up, he was in his room at Jeanno's house. By ourselves.
That's why Judith prefers to keep watch. Carrying his head leaning against Jeanno's firm chest, making the man's heartbeat the background sound that accompanied him.
“I'll beat you, Nayara”
**
“Pardon Mom, Nayara. You know, this dormitory is specifically for scholarship students. While you.. it is no longer between”
Nayara crept the end of her shirt. The dormitory he had lived in for almost four years, met the point where he had to pack things, going from the building where he was sheltering.*
“Mother, can I beg for just one day? I need time to find a new place”*
Ira, that's the name of the thick-bodied hostel guard, sighed while fixing the location of his glasses that were not tilted. “Mommy wants to give you as much time as you can. But above Mother there is still a higher and authoritative. Your substitute student will come this afternoon to occupy your room. Sorry, Naya. I can't help much” *
Nayara smiled faintly, Bu Ira's kindness is more than enough. Maybe he was too impudent for asking for an extension of time. “It's okay, Mom. Thanks for everything. Take care of your health Iam”*
Ms. Ira got up from her seat, approached the poor girl and hugged her. Really, he did not want to drive Nayara away like that. But again, the position is no more authoritative than ‘si raja’.*
“You too, baby. Take good care of yourself, your health”*
“Goodbye, Iu”*
“Goodbye, Nayara”*
**
“So last night you didn't come home either?”
Jeanno turned her face away, avoiding the mirror that reflected the figure of Mark looking at her in judgment. “Ya”
Mark held back his response for a moment to finish his fingers making a bow tie. “I must have missed a lot, right?”
“So you could say so”
Mark was staring at himself in the mirror. The last fittings before the wedding day are just counting days. “Man, how do I look?”
The one asked shrugged his shoulders. “You've already asked me the same question 3x, Mark”
Mark chuckles. “Sorry”
“Am I a jerk?”
“Depending” Mark sipped the golden liquid slowly. “Depends you treat him as Judith, or as Nayara”
“If I answer.. both?”
“Then, you are an asshole”
“Your agreement is less than a month away, Jean. I hope you have found a plan to continue your life and Aera without the figure of ‘Nayara’. How are you going to explain it to your daughter, hm? You can't tell her that Nayara is gone while she saw last, ‘Nayara’ seems to be in good health. And what about the public? You've already introduced your wife to the general public. If he disappeared, then discovered the fact that the real Nayara was dead, wouldn't that add up. problem?”
Jeanno held her breath. Suddenly his fist dizzy due to the possibilities that Mark said.
“You've dragged Judith too far in your life and Aera. You only have two choices, Jean. One, be honest with everyone and accept all the risks. Or two, you continue this pretense until an unspecified period”
**
“... Hi, Jeanno here. I'm busy, so if you have anything important to say, press 1”
Nayara pressed button one on her phone with trembling hands. “Hai, Jeanno. It's me, Nayara. How are you, honey? have you eaten yet? Sleep... sound good right?”*
There was a pause in the sentence that the girl said. Merely to hide so that his voice does not sound vibrating due to the effects of holding back crying. “Do not drink coffee often. Love yourself, love your hull”*
“You're so busy, huh? I impeach you. But sometimes there are times when I miss you, need you. I miss those times when you were by my side, Jeanno. I only realized your presence was so great that when you were not around, my steps became heavy and hollow. When your business is done, meet me again, huh?”*
“I..love you, Jeanno. Love you so much.”*
Nayara put down her phone, then buried her face to cry as she could. It had been half a day he was looking for a new place to live, but almost all flats implement a deposit system that is not small. While his savings when working in a cafe first plus a florist who only a few months, can not afford to cover the cost of the deposit. He could have put all his money down, but what about his daily life?*
Nayara looked at her phone. The flat object given by Jeanno that he was forced to accept due to the man's coercion. Does he just sell? but it was a gift from Jeanno..what if later Jeanno returned and assumed that he did not appreciate the gift?*
No, Nayara shook her head. Removing the thought of selling his phone. There might be a much smaller, cheaper flat that he could reach. Don't you?*
**
“Mark right, I've gone too far over the line. The initial agreement was only as a surrogate Mother, but I instead made her at once like a surrogate wife.”.
Jeanno muttered to herself while tapping her fingers on the table. The focus was broken due to Mark's statement a few hours ago. Judith's contract with him is soon completed, while he, if he can be honest, is not ready if he has to be honest with Aera and also public about the problems he has accumulated so far.
“If you choose the second option, you will probably be safe for a while. But it's just like you keep a time bomb. When it is time to explode, the explosion will be much larger than if you choose the first option”
*
Jeanno likes Judith, yeah. The woman did her job very well. Despite the fact that she is a night woman, well, a former night woman, Judith is very motherly. Guided Aera and accompanied her every time. He was gentle, never angry with his daughter. Judith is also good at cooking, making them rarely eat out together because Aera prefers to help Judith cook in the kitchen. Judith's presence gives a void in their family, bringing back a warmth they never felt before. After a long time, Jeanno felt the harmony of ‘family’.
The second option given by Mark, of course, is more tempting than the first option. Jeanno has lost Nayara, he does not want to take the risk that will make him lose Aera if he has to be honest with his little girl. Aera is not a stupid child, she will definitely hate Jeanno when she realizes that her father has been lying to her.
Maybe for a while Jeanno preferred the second option. Continuing this pretense, act like a happy little family. He believes Judith will agree if she extends her contract. Maybe double his salary or triple. It was not difficult for Jeanno to spend five billion.
From the outside, Nora shuddered at the sight of her superior smiling cunningly. No matter what her boss thinks, Nora prefers to go back to her job.
**
