Dangerous Woman Jesslyn's
Give Yours the Best

Five years passed so quickly. It does not feel like everyone already has their own partner. Some are even pregnant with their first or second child. However, not with Jessi who is always bothered by her three children.

The more days triplets increasingly show their mischief. Especially Jessica, even though she no longer follows her father to the company. However, now it turns to disturb Mario if he is taking care of nightclubs and gambling places. In addition, he also messed up the house and pranked the residents in it.

Not infrequently Jessica fled just to play casino, by sneaking in the car of the men who were going there. It makes its own entertainment for the regulars that he challenges. Unfortunately, not infrequently also people who are angry because they lost to a small boy who sometimes even still let out the snot.

At a relatively small age, all three have shown their own natural properties. Where Jayden is a boy who secretly washed away with the level of perfection beat his father, while Jonathan is a cassanova child who can attract women of all ages like the great-grandfather of— father Michael, while Jessica. Don't ask! Her mischief surpasses Jesslyn's as well as Laura's and not the slightest hint of kindness from Grandma Amber. 

"Jessica, hey little devil! Where are you?" jessi shouted down the stairs, down every corner of the house looking for her daughter. 

Jessica had just finished being bathed, but when Jessi picked up the clothes, the boy disappeared somewhere as if he had simply swallowed the earth.

As usual if their family's Sunday night event will be staying at Laura and Michael's house. However, the boy ran out of nowhere while not wearing clothes. 

"Jay, where's your sister?" jessi asked her son who was watching television in the living room. 

"Regular, Mom. Hide away. Look in a favorable place for you, Mommy!" jayden replied casually without turning his head towards his mother while replacing the television broadcast with business news as if he knew what they were talking about. 

Jessi can only lips to see the taste of her first son who never intended to watch cartoons. "What exactly is your little brain, Son? Why do you like to torture yourself by seeing such a boring show," Jessi grumbled away while carrying Jessica's clothes and stepped away. 

"Mommy, just the stupid one. I don't know how money grows so easily. Just know how to spend it, you little girl" Jayden said after his mother's departure. 

That's how Jayden, a perfectionist who has even thought about profit and loss early on. He does not want to do or see something that will only harm him. Let alone business matters, the boy could even sometimes guess how the stock market price was tomorrow. 

Jessi who stepped through the kitchen never found her daughter. He saw where Jonathan was gathering with the servants. Where the boy's cheeks were already filled with lipstick marks from their multicolored lips. 

"Jo, where's your sister?" jessi asked her second son. 

"Find in a place that produces a lot of fun, Mom," Jonathan replied without looking at his mother and instead engrossed in playing with the servants. "Ah, Jo lost again. Here kiss here," said the boy, showing his forehead to the servant who won in the game from him.

"You are the same! Both make Mommy dizzy! Oh my God, why do I have such abnormal children like you," Jessi grumbled at the attitude of her two sons sitting opposite each other in different locations. 

"Because we're as handsome as Daddy, Mom," jayden and Jonathan exclaimed from different places, compactly answering his mother's questions.

"Sucks, all downhill like Nicholas! Why is there no one who looks like me? Bothered," annoyed Jessi who stepped away back to look for Jessica.

Such is the life of Jessi everyday, always grumbling about the attitude of her children who are already smart and prematurely mature. Until she could not enjoy the time at all like other mothers who had fun with their daughters and played together like a child in general. There are only emotions and patience that are always tested. Luckily Jessi has a steel mentality. So, it is not crazy to face his three children.

Not even one of the three would be willing to worship with Jessi. They always boast of Nicholas Bannerick, even considering her husband as a valuable asset in this residence, while Jessi is like the mother-in-the-mom in the village. Where sounds and actions were faster his anger was moved. She is also trying to be a good housewife. 

"Jessica, what are you doing?" I really want Jessi to cry right now. He walked forward with a face as if he could not believe what he had just seen. His red car has now turned into a drawing board in the hands of his beautiful daughter. 

"Look, Mom! Good, right? I just painted a face, Mommy on it so they know who this car belongs to," jessica said proudly after painting the face of the mother in the car body complete with fangs and devil horns on her head.

Jessi's hand outstretched about to reach her favorite car with a face of shock. Whether this is the car to how many have been the target of Jessica's mischief and must end up with expensive maintenance. "Jessica, what have you done, son?" 

Noticing her mother's grief, little Jessi immediately ran towards Grandma Amber who was behind them. "Grandma Buyut, Je's paintings are good, right?" jessica said by showing a cute face and puffed cheeks that expand due to eating too much fermipan.

"What's so good?" yelled Jessi who could no longer control her emotions. 

"Alright, Jessi. Jessica was like you when you were a kid. You used to love scratching the walls of neighboring houses. Fortunately they are not angry and understand it," said Grandma Amber wisely caressed the tip of her great-grandmother who is now getting higher. 

"Why not wear clothes, hmm? Let's get your clothes on!" said Grandma Amber gently carrying Jessica's little hand towards a chair because of old age she could no longer squat. 

Jessica quickly shook her head. "Je doesn't want that shirt, Grandma Buyut. Too ugly and not cool." 

The clothes from Jessi's hands move into the hands of Grandma Amber's old. Where the clothes are patterned Elsa cartoons, with the favorite blue color of the girls. However, not Je of course because he does not like colorful clothes that tend to like neutral and plain colors without accents attached. 

"Tomorrow Mommy will buy you the clothes you want. Now wear this one first, yeah. Do you know, son. There are many people out there who do not even have clothes because they cannot afford them. So, we should be grateful for what we have," said Grandma Amber softly while pairing clothes on Je's body. 

"Is that true, Mom?" jessica looked at her mother in the back. 

Jessi could only nod. Indeed in this house Grandma Amber was always wise in advising her children. However, his old age and is no longer fit makes him have to sit still and no longer do strenuous activities such as gardening his favorite. He can only spend time with light things and enjoy the twilight time happily. 

"Then the entire contents of the Je closet were donated to them only. Later, Mommy was able to buy Je cool and not disgusting clothes like this." I don't know where Jessica's idea came from. It looks like it intends to donate, but it indirectly benefits itself. 

"Where can it be like that? If we want to give our best should be given. It's not what we don't want to give. It's called thinking they're worthless trash cans" Jessi advised her daughter. However, it does not change the meaning in it.

This is done to instill in young children so that later they are not arbitrarily in people who are not able to. They should also be able to appreciate others equally and not only give rest, nor consider it one eye because it only gets a mark. 

Although others may be happy to get such help. However, it would be nice as a person who is able to give the best and not the worst in sharing with fellow humans. Because in fact all humans are created equally by God regardless of whose creation is the offspring of whom. 

To Be Continue's..

For those who are curious about Maurer's story, wait for the next story. Accidentally hung so that the chips dry. Bismillah.