Doctor Vs CEO
Eps. 239-S2
"I'm the one who will be Jasmine's marriage guardian" all turned their heads, looking at the middle-aged man who had just arrived. Mama Jasmine was surprised, but not the others who were still guessing who the middle-aged obedient man was.
"M-mas Haris" Jasmine's mother covered her mouth, while walking towards the man who was allegedly named Haris with a surprised face.
"You who?" Ask penghulu.
"I'm Jasmine's real father, quickly start sir. I have to go back after this" Both Jasmine and Gibran looked at each other with faces of astonishment. Unlike the mama Jasmine who looks to shake her head many times.
"M-gold him my son you have no right to be his guardian" cried mama Jasmine while trying to pull the arm of Haris who was sitting next to the penghulu or rather in front of Gibran.
"What does your husband deserve? Here I am Jasmine's real father. I had the seeds until Jasmine appeared. No one has the right to be Jasmine's guardian other than me" Haris said loudly.
"But I raised him with my husband mas, he has more right to determine Jasmine's life" denied mama Jasmine.
"If you don't leave me when I don't have anything, Jasmine will live and grow up with my side. You prefer that guy because he was richer than me back then. Obviously you know you're pregnant because of my relationship but you confess to the man's family if you're pregnant with that man. Even obviously we're married but you confess to the guy's family if you're single. So stop. Now nothing can stop me from becoming a guardian at my daughter's sacred wedding" Haris snapped with a stern look. Mama Jasmine sits limp, a secret she's kept tight for 20 years more open unexpectedly. Even her daughter was now looking at herself with a disappointed look.
"Well let's start the show" Penghulu immediately pulled Haris' hand and tied it with Gibran. Gibran only complied while Jasmine who heard every debate mama and the man who claimed to be her real father just lowered his head. Strong squeezing the end of the danger.
"Who's your name?" Ask the ruler to Gibran.
"Ryuichi Gibran Squelle" Haris smiled while Jasmine did not hear too much because she was still drowning with disappointment. Likewise, Jasmine's mother who did not hear clearly what Gibran's real name was because she had walked away from the place of the akad procession.
"Sahh" that sentence made the couple smile happily. Gibran pinned Jasmine's ring and then kissed her forehead.
"Congratulations on your marriage. Gibran I leave son to you. Om has to go" Gibran nodded while Jasmine who still could not accept this only stared at the back of her biological father who was walking out of her house.
"Come on" Gibran directly pulled Jasmine's hand to get out of the house, Jasmine simply complied. Nothing else will keep him in this house. All disappointing, even her parents who raised her could sell her.
"Gibran, my things" Jasmine blocked Gibran's hand that went first.
"Let's let your men drive him to my house" Gibran again pulled his wife's hand.
The newlyweds were riding on a motorbike, the piercing night wind as if it could not beat the warm atmosphere of the newlyweds. Quiet streets make them do not need to be stuck in traffic. It did not take long, Gibran motor entered the one-story house Gibran lived in here.
"Sit down I make you some warm tea" Gibran said, telling Jasmine to sit on his minimalist sofa.
"Gibran I'm your wife so it's inappropriate for her husband to serve" Jasmine immediately passed into the kitchen and picked up water and tea.
10 Minutes later, Jasmine came back out with two cups of tea on the tray "Please" said Jasmine and sat next to Gibran.
The smell and puff of smoke seemed to warm their bodies.