Kiss The Rain's
Piano clink.

It's the end, but there's still extra parts. Yang ena-ena and the storyline is light, stopping there first can also ^_^

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This week is a different week than usual, not because of the rain that flows down the earth. But there is one soul that cries. The news that Dika will marry Amanda next week becomes the scourge of Jasmine's biggest fear. He must convince his own heart if he has released Dika from his arms.

The soft piano clangs spread throughout the room. Mixed with the sound of rain and tears. His body followed the rhythm of the tone, occasionally his voice sounded raucous. Until the twang of the soft piano turned into a pushy twang, into a tone full of disappointment and anger.

Brakkkk.

Jasmine closed the protective Tuts tightly, crossed her hands and made a cushion over the Knot cover. Breath slowly while occasionally sobbing. This is bitter life after divorce or this is no master love.

"Hiks, hiks, hiks..," Slowly Jasmine felt a touch of the hand that she was very familiar with, the touch of the hand that she missed so much. Is this just a hallucination and a longing that presses too deeply. Jasmine was still sobbing in hiding. His head is still inserted into his arms and the thick hair he stalls. The hand began to tidy up and insert the child's hair, stroking it. Jasmine was sobbing more and more in hiding, she was very familiar with that hand.

"Come son of father, why are you crying like this." The middle-aged man was already behind Jasmine when his daughter played a white-painted piano instrument.

"Well." Jasmine puffed up and wiped her tears. He looked at the middle-aged old lung's eyes that were starting to wrinkle but still looked authoritative.

"Don't be like this my son, come here." A father will know what his daughter feels even though he never told stories or even separated distance and time. Kamto's father carried Jasmine in his arms. Gently rubbed his daughter's back. "You should have shot him yesterday, if you knew you were like this."

"Dad knows you still love that guy, but you don't have to be like this. This will only make you a weak woman Jasmine. You have to be strong for yourself and Asmira. You have to be who you were before you got to know the man further. You must be my cheerful daughter. Let the man marry the woman. You can get another happiness. Believe it." The words his father was unable to afford Jasmine elak, it was true that he had to get up and fight for himself.

"What's your dad here for?" Ask Jasmine.

"Why, I just want to see your little daughter. Can't you?" sonny Kamto's father.

"I'm a grown-up dad."

"Yes.., you're a grown-up Jasmine, I know. And you're gonna have another little baby, too."

"Huh....,"

"Raka told dad, I ate him here. You're okay, how did you check on your son?"

"Not yet father, Jasmine is lazy. He's fine and there's no complaints."

"Prepare father will accompany you check the contents."

"But dad....,"

"Don't argue, however, that the father's grandson should be healthy. Wash your face and change."

"Good dad." Unwilling to argue with her father, Jasmine chose to climb the stairs and obey what Kamto's father said.

She was ready to go to the hospital without her husband.