"Your child is asleep, Honey. "Looks like he's delighted to get my painting tools," Lavelle said to a man wearing an expensive suit. "Is it true? He's only been in for about a minute and thirty seconds," replied the man. Lavelle sat with her legs folded on the chair opposite the boy. "I told you ... that I am sleeping pills for small children." "So, cute. Eum ... so, how much money do you need?" asked the man. "You can use my black card." "Wait. But, what if your wife finds out ? "asked Lavelle, slightly taken aback. "It's not a big deal, we can share hearts." Lavelle took a deep breath; she knew what she was doing was wrong. However, she could not stand by and starve to death in that city. She had been in London for almost a year without anyone. She only made a living by writing scripts and teaching several young children and adolescents to learn Indonesian. Then she met a dark alley that never found a bright edge; she met Jayden Runald Blanc, a young businessman from a well-respected family. "I'm bored, I think David can take you well too." "No, that's not what I meant. I guess you can conclude what would have happened had I been the third person in your marriage." "I understand the consequences," Jayden replied. "Calm down." "You'd better take David home now, it's nine o'clock in the evening," said Lavelle. "I'll be home tomorrow, didn't I say that earlier?" Jayden asked, wearing a faint smile, showing his dimples. "Your wife can come to me if you always stay here," complained Lavelle. Jayden stood up after turning off his laptop; Jayden slowly took off the coat he was wearing then loosened the knot a little on his tie. "Jayden ...." "I can't lie if I feel more comfortable around you, not near my wife," said Jayden as he opened the Rolex watch clasp on his left wrist. Lavelle gasped. However, she still showed a casual expression. "Want me to prepare warm water to clean yourself?" "No, I can do it alone. You can rest first, "said Jayden. "Good." Lavelle immediately stood up and went to her room on the second floor. She picked up a pajama with a cherry blossom motif made from Japanese cotton, which is comfortable to wear. After changing into her pajamas, Lavelle sat on the chair on her dressing table, poured a few drops of micellar water over the cotton, and wiped off any remaining makeup on her face. "Honey, did you see where my pajama is?" Jayden asked, suddenly entering Lavelle's room with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Lavelle's mind was very rebellious at that time; Lavelle rolled her eyes and turned to face Jayden. "I keep it in the cupboard," Lavelle replied. "Look ... you still look very beautiful without makeup," said Jayden grinning. "Don't be kidding… David might wake up suddenly. I'll get you some pajamas," Lavelle said to her feet, avoiding Jayden, who was making her senses messier and messier. The two of them walked hand in hand toward the room opposite Lavelle's own, David still lying on the bed soundly. Meanwhile, Lavelle immediately squatted in front of a waist-high closet for adults and took a pair of navy pajamas from one of the boxes. "David was fast asleep. Not as usual, "muttered Jayden while wearing his pajama shirt in front of Lavelle. "I'm going to bed now," Lavelle said, trying to avoid Jayden. Jayden grinned. "What's wrong with you, Honey?" "I feel tired, it's been two weeks I've only slept for six hours." Lavelle shrugged her shoulders in an arbitrary tone. "Okay... have a nice dream, dear. Good night. "Jayden gave Lavelle a quick kiss on the forehead. "Good Night." *** Lavelle woke half to hear footsteps slowly approaching her; Lavelle gasped a little because she realized that David had entered her room carrying a tray containing a plate of panini, omelet, and a glass of fresh milk. The five-year-old boy brought Lavelle breakfast so carefully, not even a drop of milk spilled on the teak tray. "Aunty, it's already morning. I bring you breakfast now, Daddy cooks a delicious breakfast for you, "said David. "Thank you so much, sweetie ...," said Lavelle getting up from her sleep and gently rubbing the top of David's head. "Aunty… can we have fun like yesterday? I really like it when I go to the play center, "said David. "Of course," replied Jayden, who had just entered the room. "Jayden ...," Lavelle said softly. Jayden walked with charismatic steps toward Lavelle, smiling his deathly smile and eagle gaze. One thing that Lavelle likes about this man is his cute smile which is clearly printed on David's smile. "Eat ... I made it just for you and David," said Jayden while lightly kissing the top of David's head then kissing the top of Lavelle's head. Lavelle pushed Jayden's body away from a little because she didn't want David to know what was going on between the two of them at that time. "I love you, Honey. You know that. " "Actually, this is too much for me, Jayden. You could be late for your office," said Lavelle. "No big deal, I am their leader," concluded Jayden sitting next to Lavelle. Lavelle slowly shook her head, expecting to be served breakfast by Jayden like that. "I've called the housemaid service to clean the house," said Jayden. "Why did you do that? I can clean it myself," replied Lavelle. "You just woke up, you can't go straight to cleaning the house," said Jayden shrugged his shoulders. David, who had been silent, began to speak, "Daddy, why didn't you invite Aunty Lavelle to my birthday yesterday? She is a very pleasant person. " "Aunty cannot attend because there is work out of town," replied Lavelle and then overtook Jayden. "It's a shame, even though at that time we were holding elevenses," said David. "It's fun ... but, it looks like Aunty can't come ... maybe next time Daddy will bring you to lunch with Aunty," said Jayden. "Better now you take a shower and get ready to go to school." "Fine, Daddy." As David walked out of the room, Jayden smiled a smile. "Don't think about it, I'll persuade him later." "You're too much, Honey." "How does it feel? I add fresh tomato slices in between the lettuce, "said Jayden. "It's awesome, I love this," replied Lavelle. "Is it true? I hope you always feel safe with me, Be my lady," Jayden teased. "It's okay... I'll be yours ...," Lavelle replied, kissing Jayden's right cheek lightly. Lavelle was no longer so anxious about living with Jayden; the days she passed seemed like another woman in a fairy tale world. As colorful as the flowers in a garden, Lavelle's heart filled with a feeling from nowhere. The feeling often made her a little hesitant between wanting to move on or slowly back away. "After this, I'll take a shower and go to the office. Take a shower after breakfast, I've prepared peppermint and Lavender essence for you," said Jayden. "Okay."