The Love of the Racer
J. J. Is Jeaven Jesslyn

"You better kill me!" Brent instantly gushed a scolding a second the door of Jeaven's apartment opened. Both nostrils snorted kembis like a bull in wrath.

While Jeaven was still glued to the doorway yet to make a sound. His carry is still as calm as a man who does not bear sins.

"Being your manager makes me have to put my head on my feet and legs on my head. My blood pressure can break! The heart seems to have degenerated at the end of the big toe. Do you know that?"

"I don't know," replied super relaxed.

"That's why I tell you, let you know" said Brent spontaneously in a voice that suddenly softened a little. It was as if he had forgotten that his emotions had just exploded. However, a second later he immediately regained his senses and again put on a fierce face. "You're really yes! You can say it so casually! I'm angry!"

"Yes, I know."

"Oh my God .. Just take my life." Brent is increasingly frustrated by the behavior of the monitor child. It's like it's rough on its head as if it's being attacked by a flea colony.

"Can you calm down?" pinta Jeaven was not even a little bit of a guts kiss despite Brent being on a rampage.

"Quiet down first you say? I'm confused because you're desperate to fly to London without permission first, without thinking so many consequences will be accepted. I even fainted when I heard the news that the plane that brought you back had a fatal accident. And what is this, you didn't even tell me right away that it was safe and okay. What do you think I am?"

Brent continues to speak without a semicolon. Jeaven didn't even get a chance to make a sound. Until the appearance of Jesslyn managed to cool the atmosphere.

"Uncle Brent, sorry. It's all because I'm wrong. Jeaven was desperate to meet me because I was being too selfish and childish. "Jesslyn put on a face of guilt as her hands rubbed against her stomach.

"It's not your fault, Jesslyn." The anger that had exploded suddenly disappeared. Jesslyn's wry face successfully softened her heart. How can he continue to be angry when the beautiful creature begs for pity? He also has a daughter. Seeing Jesslyn of course his psyche of divinity appeared instantly.

Jeaven was not surprised at Brent's significant change. Jesslyn's charm is undeniable. Once his wife took out a hard-hearted puppy eyes instantly crumbled for no reason.

How dare Jesslyn put that adorable face in front of another man.

Though it was like that apparently Jeaven's heart didn't like it. Possessiveness invites jealous impulses in the chest cavity. Indiscriminate about Brent who is as old as his father. All he wants to have is his faith in Jesslyn.

"Uncle, come in first. I'll make you a drink. You must be thirsty after the lecture." As a form of courtesy Jesslyn did not intend to let her guests stand too long in front of the door.

"All right, thank you." Brent walked through the door frame and followed Jeaven.

"Uncle, Callena didn't come with you?" Jesslyn was still looking out the door, hoping that Brent's daughter would also come to visit.

Not long ago Jesslyn asked even Brent had not had time to answer, the figure sought was suddenly visible to the eye. From far away Callena seemed to walk up to Jesslyn who began to say hello.

"I'm glad you came." Jesslyn greeted Callena with a friendly hug.

"Thank you." Callena slightly untied her embrace. His eye language hints at a meaning. "Sorry to have troubled you."

"Absolutely no hassle. I just have to send a message to Jaeden he'll definitely come."

"Thank you once again, Jesslyn" Callena said with feelings of haru.

Jesslyn smiled. "Come in first."

"Yes." Yeah."

While in the living room, Brent and Jeaven appeared to be talking seriously.

"Owner's manufacturer sponsor shows his disappointment if you miss the race in Paris. Plus there's no compelling reason for you to be absent. If you act too late, it can be very detrimental to the team in the MotoGP world championship. You could also potentially be fired from the team. Not to mention that many of your rivals will use your mistakes to make news material. You know what the impact will be? Your career path will be shaken" Brent said, reminding Jeaven. Although often made dizzy seven roving still care for the Ice Gun J.J it exists.

"Yes, I get it."

Frankly, Jeaven did not expect the potential risk to be accepted. The sponsor seems to forget his achievements so far just because of one mistake only. It's not really a big deal for Jeaven even if he's fired or in the news. There are still other sponsor manufacturers who will open wide the door to welcome him.

However, the luck that exists in a Jeaven is not necessarily owned by other team members. He also knows that Brent could potentially be sacked as his team manager. He didn't want to just because tilapia broke a speck of milk.

"It's good that you understand." As much as possible Brent set his emotions so as not to explode again. "So now we go straight to Paris. I also booked a plane ticket for you. The flight there does not take two hours. Once you get there you still have time for free practice and qualifying."

"You're off to go, don't make the career you've been fighting for ruined in one hiatus." When Jesslyn's voice is playing, Jeaven sneaks into the conversation. The woman apparently heard when Brent gave the report.

"I'll talk to my wife first" Jeaven told Brent before taking Jesslyn to the room.

"You're serious?" Jeaven stared at the netra Jesslyn who had started to get wet.

"I'm serious."

Jeaven sums up Jesslyn's cheeks. "But why are you crying?"

"Because it's far away with you it's very heavy. I will definitely be tormented longing, but I also don't want your career to be ruined." Initially Jesslyn wanted to look tough in front of Jeaven in fact she even sobbed and could not bear the tears.

Hugged tightly to the body of the heart that began to shake, Jeaven increasingly overwhelmed with a sense of not having the heart. "How can I go if you're like this?"

Jesslyn gushed a hug and stared confidently at Jeaven's face. "I'm really okay. It's only natural that I cry. Every wife would do the same thing if she were to part with her husband." He held his hands around Jeaven's neck, which seemed to harbor concern. She kissed her husband's lips and ended with a smile. "I'll be patient waiting for you to come home. Five months is not long."

Jeaven's doubts gradually faded. Though the heavy heart still out. "As long as I'm gone you stay with the parents. Don't stay alone."

"All right."

"Don't go alone."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Eat a healthy diet, drink milk and vitamins."

"Oh my God, you're so chatty."

"Jesslyn."

"Yes yes."

"Before leaving I want to tell you."

"What?"

Jeaven seemed to bite her lips in slight hesitation. That was because he was also embarrassed. But there's no harm if Jesslyn finds out.

"You know my nickname on the track?"

"The Ice Gun J. J.," Jesslyn replied without a second thought. "Why is that?" He also began to wonder.

"J.J stands for our name. Jeaven Jesslyn's."

"God, why are you so sweet?" The cloudy rest on Jesslyn's face instantly faded away. Happiness touched his trembling heart. Jeaven's lips are back with love.

Many times he was amazed at the other side of Jeaven which he had not known. My heart believes in the perfect love of Jeaven.

"Jeav, there are still people outside." Jesslyn gasped as Jeaven suddenly carried her and carried her on the bed. She knew her husband was now aroused.

"St! Just for a second." Jeaven's hands have been creeping mischievously everywhere, releasing every thread on his woman's body.

"Let's hear it."

"This room is soundproof. Scream like always because I like it."

"Jeav, hmm."

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