The Love of the Racer
Anyway Married!

It was still very early in the morning, the speed of the wheels of the car stopped in front of the sturdy gates of the Willson family. Jeaven finally decided to drive Jesslyn home after she whined like a child.

The road to their home has the same direction. More precisely, the Jeaven and Jesslyn family mansion is located next to each other. Yes, the two sons of man are neighbors to each other.

"Mommy?!" Jesslyn was immediately greeted by Allesya's sanctioned gaze when she just got out of the car.

Apparently, the four-headed woman who still exudes the charm of beauty has been waiting for Jesslyn's return in front of the gate of the house since an hour ago. Judging from the look on his face, as if ready to spew a spate of scolding to the princess only wayangnya.

Knowing that, Jeaven also got out of the vehicle, intending to give an explanation. He hoped there would be no misunderstanding.

"Tante, Jeaven can explain. Last night we－" Jeaven's speech was interrupted because Jesslyn suddenly interjected.

"Mommy, we slept together last night in her apartment. We even slept in the same bed" Jesslyn blatantly said.

"WHAT?!" Allesya instantly showed a surprised ecapression.

While Jeaven chose surrender. Trying to strengthen the mentalq because it looks like Jesslyn will go back to acting. Huh! Yes already!

Mending we see first, what impromptu plan is stored behind the woman's cranium.

"Yes, Mom. Therefore, you must marry us."

And true, man! This is the plan of the woman who has a thousand wits but is always prone to fail it. He returned in a ria mode, taking advantage of the opportunity from last night's tragedy.

"Aw! Ahk! Sick Mom! Why did he hit me?!" jesslyn protested when the mother several times gave a punch on her arm.

"How dare you make fashion. Than you, Mommy trusts Jeaven more. Tell me, what else did you do last night?!" omel Allesya. He seemed to have been very familiar with all the actions of the princess who always made his best friend's Jeaven－ son was hassled to the point of being overwhelmed.

"Mommy, is your son Jesslyn or Jeaven anyway?! Anyway I have to marry her, because we've slept together!" sumpul Jesslyn, a moment later she turned to look at Jeaven and then slipped spoiled on the man's arm.

"Let's get married. Yes yes yes? If we're married we can even print a dozen babies. Or maybe two dozen, I'll take it, seriously!" persuaded Jesslyn never gave up, while Jeaven only seemed to sigh heavily because of the original words of the woman who had always been chasing him since she was 5 years old.

"JESSLYN ...!" allesya exclaimed, furious mixed with anxiety.

Jesslyn immediately ran away into the mansion when the mother intended to hit her again.

"I don't care, anyway Jeaven has to be my husband! Morning Daddy!" Jesslyn still had time to chatter in between her runs. He even had time to say hello and kiss Sean who happened to be leaving for work.

Shaking his head along with a snort of annoyance, Allesya tried desperately to gain patience in the face of all the absurd behavior of his daughter.

Not immediately replied, the tongue seemed heavy to complain about Jesslyn's crazy actions last night. Jeaven seemed silent for a moment, of course without stripping off his cold and flat expression which was already his trademark of birth.

Luckily handsome. Even though he was shitting, his face must still be charismatic. Ahai!

"What's up, Allesya? Our daughter is acting again?" sean approached.

Unlike the wife who was still face to face, the handsome middle-aged man actually looked relaxed. For a moment he threw a warm smile at Jeaven. Sean has never been too concerned about every princess's behavior.

"Tante, Om, then I'll be allowed to return home" said Jeaven, but his intention was unsettled because Allesya prevented and still demanded clarity.

"Darling, last night what really happened between you? Is it true what Jesslyn said?" Mrs Willson asked again with anxious expectation.

He cared and loved his daughter. As a mother, certainly do not want her flesh and blood why-why.

Feeling urged, finally inevitably Jeaven told him everything. Until Allesya was made into shock instantly. Sean laughed though.

"Then I'll go back home, Om, Auntie," said Jeaven a second time.

"Yes, Honey. Once you play at home mumpung you are on leave MotoGP season. Aunty will cook your favorite food" said Allesya.

"Yes," replied Jeaven with a faint smile, as thin as his author's salary at the end of the month.

Jehaah! Even venting. Haha!

"Already, Allesya. Let our daughter pursue her love in her own way. Sometimes we need to trust our children. Don't get too shackled to her with a restraint that kills her wiggle room" Sean said.

"Our daughter is 25 years old, but she is still a child. And at least she should maintain her pride as a woman."

Sean laughed a little. "Jesslyn is a portrait of your youth, Allesya. Persistent and unyielding, chasing after the one man she loves. And you finally managed to get that man's heart to his knees. That man is me." He put a kiss on his wife's lips.

"Maybe we can play one more round before I actually go to work" Sean said after releasing his lips.

"Others use soap!"

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