The Love of the Racer
Just a Wrong Prejudice

"Dad, who's this pretty aunt?" ask the boy innocently. If considered intesn he seems a little sluggish when talking and also difficulty expressing.

Jesslyn was immediately stuck in the heart. His tongue seemed to be screaming with emotion. But every word that is ready to slide should be swallowed back. He will not behave rashly that can end up embarrassing himself. For example, like a few moments ago. If it happens again, where will be put on his face later.

Even though it was like that, his mind was already screaming hysterically. Jesslyn wants to cry now.

However, the beat of anger in the chest could only be channeled into a firm grasp until his knuckles turned white. Even to the point of creating pain, because the nails stick to the pads of the palm without compassion.

"Name Jesslyn. Dad's new wife." Jeaven's answer to a boy named Abel provoked a throbbing pain in Jesslyn's chest.

New wife? Does that mean I'm not his first wife? Was the woman the mother of this child who meant wife of Jeaven too? Have I been lied to? Don't tell me I'm the third person in their household.

Jesslyn kept busy with a barrage of prejudiced questions that were already like a whirlwind inside her head. He felt weak because dizziness attacked suddenly. Luckily his foot support did not lose power. So that he can still stand up straight as if he is fine.

"Now there are two mothers. Abel has two?" Abel again asked despite the difficulty of stringing up the words. But he looked disappointed that Jeaven had no voice. Until he chose to turn his attention to the woman in the uniform of a doctor standing next to him. "Nangis don't be sad. Abel will die."

Nicole, who was none other than Abel's mother, immediately stroked the head of the son with a bad feeling and said. "Dear baby, I'm not sad because it means that more people will love you including this beautiful aunt," she replied with a warm and affectionate smile. He knew that the son did not want to see him grieve because Jeaven was remarried.

There was no enthusiastic expression from Abel after hearing his mother's words. He even looks confused to string the word. Though there were different kinds of feelings that were lodged in his heart. He pulled out Jeaven's hand to embrace her again. While Nicole looks to review the smile while gently stroking the head of the son.

Can't stand to stay long between the harmony of the couple Jesslyn intends to leave. But Jeaven quickly pulled him out of nowhere. The man still hugged Abel.

"Don't go. We need to talk, "pinta Jeaven.

Jesslyn did not answer, but the movement of her hand to escape the grip of the Jeaven was enough to explain a rejection.

"Jesss. According." Jeaven tightened his grip until Jesslyn was no longer struggling. Until this moment the woman was still trying to hold back her attitude even though anger was already tightening her chest.

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"How are you, Miss Jesslyn?" Nicole asked in a very friendly manner.

While Jesslyn seemed to respond to him with a wry smile. For him in such a situation right now was not the time to ask the news. Moreover, they do not know each other.

"Do you know me?" jesslyn asked, impressed.

"I'm the doctor who dealt with you when you passed out a few days ago" Nicole and Jesslyn said, nodding lazily.

Jeaven did not seem to have a voice. The man deliberately gave the two women space and time to talk. But under the table his hands are still faithfully holding the hand of Jesslyn who had intended to leave from there.

"I'm sorry. You must have been surprised earlier."

"Of course," I'm Jesslyn as is. But he is still trying to keep the word in order to keep looking charismatic.

Nicole gave a small smile despite the regret surrounding her face. "The baby is my real son. He's battling brain cancer that's eating away at his body." He began to explain.

The pitying pulsation touched Jesslyn's heart for a moment. Even though his own feelings are not okay. His gaze was led to Jeaven for the man to make a sound immediately.

"Jeav," he said.

"Nicole will explain everything" Jeaven told Jesslyn then gestured for Nicole to continue her explanation.

"Trust me, the two of us don't have the special relationship you think we have today." Nicole can read Jesslyn's head.

"really?" Jesslyn could not immediately believe it, even though the heart was already a little relieved.

"As long as Mr. Jeaven was in Switzerland I deliberately forced several times to meet him. Asking him to be willing to visit my son who had always thought Mr. Jeaven was his father."

The base of Jesslyn's eyebrows almost met because what she heard drew a question mark. Once again he turned to Jeaven who was immediately smiling faintly at him.

"Listen to it." Jeaven.

Breathing sounded heavy as Nicole was about to continue her story. "Abel also suffers from Alzheimer's disease which is very rare in children. He almost lost all of his memory. Including about the status of his biological father who died one year ago due to an accident on the cross race. However, although many memories are erased, but not with the late father who is always attached to his memory. The deceased used to be a friend like Mr. Jeaven. During this time Abel idolized the figure of his late father. It just so happened that the posture and face of Lord Jeaven was almost similar to his father's. That's why he thought Mr. Jeaven was his living father. There was no day for him without watching the video of Mr. Jeaven racing on the circuit."

*Alzheimer's disease is a progressive disease characterized by a decrease in memory, thinking ability, and behavioral changes in living daily life.

Jesslyn spilled her tears. Nicole's story really touched the chest cavity. What's more considering a child as small as Abel had to struggle with an illness that could at any time take his life.

Jesslyn suddenly also remembered the late Jennis who had a disease that was almost similar to that suffered by Abel. The longing began to creep into the recesses of the heart.

"I'm sorry, I was so bad at you" Jesslyn said to Nicole.

"You're not wrong, madam. Here I am wrong because it has disturbed the pleasure of the newlyweds atmosphere both of you." Nicole tries to shift the topic so that her sadness about the fate of the son does not dissolve.

Jesslyn's cheeks suddenly blushed like cherries in the spring. Unwittingly the name of the newlywed makes it imagined the activities related to the obligations of husband and wife. However, soon he was far away from that thought when his disappointment towards Jeaven again struck the heart.

"You're lucky to have a husband like Mr. Jeaven, madam. I can see for myself how great his sense of responsibility and attention is when bringing you who passed out a few days ago."

"You seem to be mistaken. Which drove me back then my friend." Jesslyn justifies Nicole's words she thinks are wrong.

Nicole smiled patiently. "No, Mistress. Mr. Jeaven is the one who took you to the hospital. I saw it myself."

Jesslyn was silenced by a fact she had not previously known. However, let the ego invites prestige. Speak with the tongue to increase self-esteem. "I'm not the lucky Doctor Nicole, but Mr. Jeaven is the lucky one to marry me" he said.

"Yes, you're right." Jeaven immediately chimed in.

"Of course."

Nicole smiled again at the sweet interaction of a couple in front of her. Not wanting to disturb him, he finally chose a goodbye and passed.

"What's wrong?" ketus Jesslyn because Jeaven kept staring at her.

"Don't I tell you to stay in the boutique until I get you back?"

"When did you say that? I don't remember." Jesslyn, of course, chose to.

"You're just pretending to forget."

"Sokot know." The woman threw a glance in any direction. Didn't want his lies to be read by Jeaven so easily.

"What the hell?!" kisslyn again because Jeaven pulled her chin until they met each other.

"Why are you following me?" asked Jeaven with a sanctioned look.

"Well, just make sure."

"For what?"

Jesslyn began to clumsy with Jeaven's intimidating look. "Make sure you're not naughty behind my back. It's wrong of you not to tell me about Abel."

"I asked you to come along because I wanted to tell you about them but you refused?"

"Where do I know."

"Jesslynn ... Jesslyn." Jeaven began to get tired of his wife's behavior. "We're going home now."

"For what?" ask Jesslyn that.

"Doing the newlyweds' activities."

"No way."

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