The Charm of the Director

Happy Birthday, I Love You

Jessy kept staring at the wall clock in her room. Dean's not back yet. He had not been able to contact her since morning. And so did Anastasia. No matter how busy he worked, he never made him wait. Cold sweat started to be felt on both hands. He felt an unpleasant feeling. He wanted to cry even though he didn't want to. He didn't want anything to happen to Dean. He sat on the sofa and waited. He stood up and took his cell phone. If Dean can't be reached, he can call Harris. From the beginning he never demanded anything from Dean. But if the man doesn't give her any news, it's definitely not a charge. He just asked that Dean always give him news. The door to his room was knocked. Jessy ran to open it.

Anastasia saw him anxious. "Did Dean call you?"

"Yet. I'm so worried." Jessy replied without being able to cover her anxious face.

Anastasia held her hand. "Silent. I'm gonna find out where Dean is." Her speech.

Jessy nodded quickly and went back inside. He started calling Harris to ask Dean for his whereabouts. The tone of the first connection began to sound. There's no answer. The second dial tone, long enough but still no answer. The third connective tone, sounded a little tight.

"Hello." replied Harris.

"Harris, I'm Jessy. Do you know where Dean is? I'm so worried. I've been calling him since noon but Dean hasn't told me." Ask Jessy worriedly.

"Today I did not meet him. He didn't come to the office." Harris is lying.

Jessy stood up and walked to the window. He hoped Dean would contact him soon. He held his phone tightly. His heart was beating very hard. He began to feel frightened.

"Dean..." Call slowly.

Suddenly the phone rang. Dean called. "Hello, Dean.. Where're you?" Jessy panicked.

There was the sound of Dean's breathing. "Jessy, I'm in the apartment. Can you come here now?"

"You why Dean?" Jessy panicked.

"Hurry up. I'm afraid I can't hold on." Answer Dean.

"I'm there now! Wait for me!" Jessy panicked. When the connection was closed, Jessy grabbed her cardigan and ran out. The room outside is dark. It didn't look like her parents were there. It discourages the intention to tell them. He wanted to know what happened first. At a time like this, his feet trembled with anxiety. Suddenly the phone rang again.

"Jessy..." Call Dean.

"Dean! It's almost midnight. I had to wake up the driver to take me there. You have to hold on!" Answer Jessy.

"Jessy, you can walk slowly from now on. I believe you're leaving right now. There was a black car outside. You'll be escorted, so you won't have to wake up the driver to drive you. I can still hold on. I'm fine." Dean Said.

"All right.."

Jessy came out the front door in her coat. He saw that there were paparazzi waiting for him. The camera blitz started to make him glare. He covered his face with both hands. He could see a black car on the road. Suddenly his steps were stopped by a bouquet of white roses in front of him. He was shocked and looked at who gave him the flower.

"Happy birthday, Jessy!"say someone.

"Thank you but I haven't had a birthday yet." Jessy said quickly.

"It's only thirty minutes. I want to be the first to congratulate you." Said the man.

Jessy smiled. "Thank you, but I don't need it." The answer is a little frontal. He walked back to get to the car. The paparazzi are a little brash. Being a celebrity is not what you want. Naturally after marrying Dean, his personal data began to reveal including his birthday. Dean certainly does not remember his birthday, how could the man say it first? And how could he know if the flower he liked was a white rose?

"Your husband forgot your birthday!" The man's ejek.

Jessy wouldn't listen to it. He opened the car door and entered. "You told Dean? What happened to him?" Ask Jessy worriedly.

"I'm just in charge of dropping you off, miss. The rest I don't know." Answer the man.

Jessy remained silent. He pulled his phone out of the bag. He was afraid Dean would call him back.

The black car was traveling at high speed. Jessy was getting worried about it. It was not long before we got to the front of the apartment. The car started entering the basement. It's not usually dropped off in the basement. Basement lighting is not too bright. He got out of the car and stood up to see the entrance through the elevator. His body trembled as he was startled by the car beside him which immediately left. He pressed his chest in surprise. He started to move slowly out of fear. The atmosphere is so quiet.

"Jessy.." cried Dean.

Jessy's looking for direction. He didn't see anyone. "Dean.. Don't tease me!" jessy exclaimed with a trembling voice.

"I'm here." call Dean.

Jessy narrowed her eyes. He saw Dean standing not far from him. He uses a full suit. Jessy ran over and hugged him. "Dean! You okay?" ask her while crying.

Dean returned Jessy's embrace. "I'm doing fine. I'm sorry I didn't call you." he said. He saw that his watch still had 5 minutes until 12 p.m.

"What's going on?" jessy asked as she let go of her embrace.

Dean wiped Jessy's tears. "none. I'm just waiting for you here. Are you worried?"

"I was as anxious as I was about to die. I'm scared." Jessy replied. He hugged Dean again.

Dean smiles. He looked at his clock again. It's exactly 12 p.m. "Jessy.." call her slow.

Jessy let go. Dean's hands began to hold both of his hands.

"Happy birthday, dear. I love you, Jessy."

Jessy's eyes were wide open. Is this a dream? Jessy's tears were unstoppable. The tears just started flowing.

"I love you, Jessy" Dean said.

"Are you not happy with this surprise?" dean asked confused.

"I'm overwhelmed, Dean. You don't know how I feel all day thinking about you!" jessy's crying broke.

"I'm sorry, I just want everything to be perfect" Dean replied with a laugh.

Jessy slid straight into his arms. He hugged Dean tightly. "Thank you Dean, I will never forget tonight." he said.

"It hasn't, honey. I've prepared a present for you." said Dean.

Jessy lifted her face. Her nose that was red like a tomato was powerless not to tease Dean. The man kissed Jessy's nose. He didn't let go of his hand in Jessy's arms. He turned his body backwards.

"I prepared this for you." he said.

Jessy saw a metallic red car that she rarely saw outside. He looked at Dean. "You're gonna take me for a walk in this car?" tanyanya polo's.

Dean shook his head. "This car is yours"

Jessy frowned. "Mine?"

Dean nodded. "I bought it as your birthday gift."

Jessy looked over and looked at Dean. "I can't take it, Dean. It's too much for me.."

Dean held his hand. "You deserve it. I already ordered it before you told me about your birthday.."

"So you already know? Why are you quiet?" exciting Jessy.

"If I tell you, it's not a surprise." Answer Dean slowly.

"Thank you Dean." whispered Jessy

"There's still. Come with me." said Dean.

They left the basement to go to their apartment. Dean suddenly stood behind Jessy and closed his eyes. "You need to close your eyes first."

Jessy closed her eyes and walked in with Dean's help. He heard Dean open the apartment door. They both went in. Dean started to let go of his hand

"Look. It's a gift for you." said Dean

Jessy was surprised to see every room filled with white roses. He shut his mouth. He looked at Dean. "How many surprises have you prepared for me?"

"Yet. There's more" he said, looking at the clock. "Wait a minute."

The bell sounds. Dean opened. "Come in.." said Dean

Jessy never got this romantic thing in her entire life. He saw the florist enter his apartment while carrying a white rose. He looked at Dean. "What are you doing?" ask Jessy.

Dean just smiled. Jessy started counting the buckets after the buckets that went into the apartment. Twenty-one flower bucket. Same with his birthday today. He looked back at Dean. "I have trouble speaking. I can't think right. It's too much Dean." Jessy said as she walked up to him.

Dean raised one hand. Jessy raised her hand. When their hands met, Dean pulled him. She hugged Jessy tightly. "I don't want to part with you." she whispered.

Jessy raised her hand and touched Dean's hair. "I'm not leaving you. I was right here. I'll wait for you to come home. I'd be very happy if you got an award for the movie you're about to make. I'll make a surprise for you later."

Dean looked at Jessy a long time ago. He touched Jessy's face with his fingers.

"You're too good for me. Sometimes I feel like luck is always with me after we get married. I don't want to lie to myself. I wouldn't get tired of saying if I loved you, Jessy.."

Jessy looked at him. He couldn't believe Dean saying it over and over again right on his birthday. His eyes began to glaze over. He could feel Dean's fingers touching his eyes.

"Is this in return for my declaration of love tonight?" whispered Dean.

Jessy closed her eyes for a moment and reopened them. "I'm afraid all this is just a dream."

Dean lightly kissed Jessy's cheek. "It's surreal. Can you feel it?"

Jessy nodded. "I've never had this much love in my entire life. Thank you, Dean. I love you too." Jessy said embarrassedly.

Dean's surprised. "Tell me again, I haven't heard it."

"I love you too." whispered Jessy.

Enough love for them. Dean lifted Jessy's body.

"What are you gonna do?" whispered Jessy.

"I need proof." replied Dean as he walked.

Jessy just laughed happily. He wrapped his hand around Dean's neck and hugged him tightly. When Dean breaks down in bed, Jessy begins to feel that she has been treated like a princess. Dean gently brought her into a world she had never been to before. Dean treated her like a flower that should be treated gently so as not to be damaged. Everything is too beautiful to express. So fast he got happiness. He doesn't want it all to end. He was afraid when he opened his eyes later, everything was just a dream.