The Charm of the Director

Am I pregnant?

Jessy could only stare out the window of her room. He's speechless. His fingers lifted and touched his stomach. Only one question has bothered him since he spoke to Dean that night. Can she get pregnant? Will having a child change everything? If Dean that night didn't put on any safety, at least his hopes of getting pregnant would have been possible. If she's pregnant, does Dean still want her? If she gets pregnant, will she be okay? given his age it could still be said to be young.

"What are you daydreaming about? If you're ready, we can go straight to the restaurant." said Joan who was behind him while shaking her waist. "Did Dean say something? You look weird."

Jessy shook her head. "Nothing at all."

"What are you waiting for then? Let's go." said Joan.

Jessy picked up her bag and walked out of the room. His move towards the car made him feel lazy. Joan invited him to lunch outside this morning. In addition, he wanted to take her for a walk in a mall to buy a book. He doesn't know what plans he has for her now. When Dean's father said he and Dean were under Joan's supervision, he just nodded his head.

"Today we're busy, Jessy! You have to start learning from this second." said Joan.

"Jessy!" call someone.

Joan and Jessy turned her back. Joan glanced at Jessy because she didn't know him.

"You know him?"

Jessy remembers the last time she met him at a party. The man was a relative of Isabella and Jonas. Actually he was not too trusting, considering the face of the man was very thick with latin. But then Jonas nodded when he asked about Jose.

It might be a coincidence if Jose works as a paparazzi. He has helped her a lot, including when rumors between Dean and Rossy surfaced. The man helped make her feel safe.

"I know him. He's a relative of Isabela, a friend of daddy's" Jessy replied calmly.

He saw the man running towards him. He looks very happy. There was one that caught his attention. He did not have the usual camera he had. She doesn't wear paparazzi-like clothes like everyone else.

"Hello, Jessy! I thought I couldn't see you anymore" Jose said gasping for breath.

"I don't have to explain where I'm going, do I?" ask Jessy.

"Yes"

"Where's your work equipment?"

Jose smile. "I'm no longer a paparazzi. I quit."

Joan looked at the man in front of her. "Why did you stop?"

"There's no answer." Jose replied calmly.

"I know, if a paparazzi quits his job for two reasons. First he fell in love with the artist, and secondly he did not need much money. So which reason are you?"

"There's no reason I should answer your question" Jose said.

Jessy saw the two's little quarrel. He had to take Joan away from there. He put his hand on Joan's arm.

"We have to go now. Later if there is a chance we can talk back." Jessy said quickly.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Jessy took Joan to the car. "I'm the one driving" he said quickly.

Joan was suspicious of something. If the man will ruin the relationship of his two younger brothers, he will teach him a lesson. He glanced at Jessy. Is this woman so innocent that she doesn't know what someone's planning on her. It could have been that the man trapped her by pretending to be nice.

"You gotta be careful with that guy, Jessy!"

Jessy smiled. "Jose doesn't seem like that kind of guy. From the first day I married Dean, he helped me a lot. When I was stormed by reporters, Jose was the one who helped me and gave me a sense of security" he said

"You know that your husband is jealous of more than anything? Although he never had a love affair with another woman, I know he was jealous. When dad got married, he had a hard time accepting Anastasia's presence. Long enough to accept her as a substitute for my mother. That's why you have to be careful. Don't get too close to that guy."

"I understand." replied Jessy with a smile.

Joan was so enthusiastic when she was in a city library. While in London and Milan, he often visited the city library one week twice. He enjoys reading. When her father asked her to teach Jessy personality, of course she was enthusiastic. He started taking some books. He could see Jessy at the end of the hallway. Curious, he approached her.

I read books about pregnancy. He glanced at Jessy. His sister looks like she is looking at a book. He took the time to keep the book on the table and approached Jessy. It's walking slowly. When Jessy let her guard down, she picked up the book she was reading. He was a little surprised when he saw the front cover of the book.

"Jessy! Are you...?" joan couldn't say much.

Jessy shook her head quickly. "No, Joan. I just read it." he said nervously.

Jessy breathed. "Alright, I'll tell you the story" he said as he walked towards the table. "Dean says he likes kids."

"I know that." replied Joan while nodding.

"We told him that night about a lot of things. Including a child. Then, he asked me which in essence was I interested in a child? am I ready to carry her child? And then, irresponsibly, Dean said he didn't use security when we.." Jessy said hesitantly.

Joan closed her mouth so that her laughter would not be heard. "Is that why you're daydreaming?" ask her while holding back a laugh.

Jessy nodded. "I'm scared.."

"Are you afraid of getting pregnant?"

"I'm afraid that if I get pregnant it will cause problems. I'm not ready to have children because I'm young. I was so scared of Joan, I loved Dean from the bottom of my heart. But I'm not ready. What if he's disappointed in me?"

Joan held Jessy's hand. "You can say nice to Dean. Then now what do you feel?"

"I don't feel anything."

Joan smiles. "I'm sure Dean will wait. Don't fret. After all, without safety is not necessarily able to immediately get pregnant. You can check it out with the doctor."

"Thank you?" jessy was surprised.

Joan nodded. He looked at Jessy who looked calmer. It's a pity that Jessy isn't ready. By having children, their married life will not be disturbed by anyone. Including that guy.

"Then, when are we going to start learning?" joan asked to switch the conversation.

...***...

"Four standby camera! Come on, just a few more scenes! We can!" dean shouted at the production team.

"Can we rest for a while?" asked Rossy who was anxious to see Dean's work spirit.

"I want to finish it fast. If you want to rest, go. I don't need your help!"

Rossy turned her body and walked away. Ever since that woman didn't exist, Dean seemed to be being chased by something. It works longer so that the production process can be completed faster. If this work was quickly completed, he would quickly meet his wife. He won't let that happen.

Dean looked at the script page by page. He counted some of the remaining scenes. It looks like everything will go according to plan. Filming in Greece is on target at two months. There was still a month and a half until he finished everything. He believes this film will boom beyond blood which is predicted to be the winner of the prestigious award next year. But it won't be as long as he makes this movie good. He will pay his promise to Jessy to bring the winning trophy for his movie.

"You're too excited. I'm sure everything will go according to plan." said someone behind him.

Dean looked. He saw Louis, the main actor had some bruises on his arm.

"You okay?"

"I'm doing fine. These bruises and bruises are nothing. When filming blood was even worse." Louis explained.

"You can ask the insurance company to change everything."

"That's easy."

"Come in to the set. We have to start."

Louis remained silent. "Can we repeat the scene. It seems there is something lacking. The explosion at the end of the passageway was not very savage. I think it still looks like a movie's lie."

Dean opened a video of scene after scene that Louis was talking about.

"This fire didn't explode right as I was running. It takes a few minutes. I want you to replace it."

Dean nodded. "I acknowledge your greatness in seeing a production."

Louis smiled. "That's why I want to join you. Working with you is a challenge."

Dean patted Louis on the arm and walked to the set to check in person what Louis was saying.

"Camera four hold!" shouted Dean.