Kiss The Rain's
Owner of two hearts 2.

Sure enough when Jasmine reached her parents' house, Ani's mother unceasingly hugged her daughter until Jasmine had difficulty breathing. "Mother, stop." Jasmine smiled and kissed her mother's cheek. "I'm fine Mom, believe me." Jasmine tries to convince her mother that she is well and healthy.

"Daughter, I know you've done your best. It's not your fault if she's like that." Ani's mother hugged Jasmine again and gently rubbed her daughter's head.

"It's mom, so what's she going to cook me today? It's been a long time since I've eaten mom's cooking." Jasmine put on her long face. " Everywhere you think about here is just food." Ani's mother let go of her embrace and mengoel Jasmine's cheeks made her daughter laugh amusedly.

"Let's rest, I'll cook your favorite food."

"Don't forget the mother's chocolate milk." Jasmine smiled. "Where is Ma'am?" Jasmine asked when there was no sister in the house. "It's usually her going with Adelle." Ani's mother replied while stirring her daughter's chocolate milk wish. "Drink." A glass of warm chocolate milk was already in the hands of Ani's mother and she offered it to her daughter. "the best." Jasmine raised both of her thumbs.

Now Jasmine was already inside her old room, lying in a bed full of memories. Staring at the white painted ceiling, remembering the silhouette of memories with her ex-husband. "I'm happy for you." Whisper Jasmine in the heart.

"May I come in?" Ani's mother asked as she walked in front of the door of Jasmine's room that was still open. "Come on, I'm not sleeping." Jasmine replied as she rose from her previous position.

"Have you finished cooking?" He continued because before Jasmine went to the room Ani's mother was still busy taking care of vegetables on the kitchen table.

"It has. You sure you're okay 'Mine? You don't want to live with mom anymore? I'd love it if you and Asmira stayed here." Ani's mother smiled as she asked the consecutive questions.

"No ma'am, I'll trouble you if you stay here again. Not yet Asmira will definitely be spoiled with mother, ask this it must be followed."

"That's exactly what you like, you feel cared for and needed."

"Mother is old, it's time for mom to enjoy her days."

"Hey, don't talk like that. I'm still taking care of you and your granddaughter later."

"Yes, yeah, yeah. Jasmine knows you're still strong, including scolding me."

"Mother is so cute to you, Jasmine, I still remember her coming here in a disheveled dress and not taking a shower. Is that what makes you still fall in love with her?" How could you forget, she was the one who accompanied Dika when Jasmine went to work. (This story is in the chat story', when Dika ran away from home and lived at Jasmine's house)

"Where can I fall in love with a man who doesn't shower. Mother just spoke." Jasmine laughed as she recalled taking her to her house.

"The heartbroken man who now broke your heart. You should be happy Jasmine, believe me I always pray for you the best." Ani's mother brought Jasmine into her arms. A mother's warm embrace.

"Let's eat ma'am, mother's child needs a lot of food intake to live life." Jasmine stood up in laughter to the two women of the Kamto family.

"Eat a lot if you need to bring supplies for you to dinner." Ani's mother continued when she knew her child's appetite had never changed. "It's with pleasure, ma'am." Jasmine replied as she chewed on the side dish in her mouth.

*

In the evening Jasmine was in her own house, in the afternoon Kamto's father drove Jasmine home. Loneliness is back in Jasmine's body and soul. Because Asmira is going home after school on Monday.

"Huft, quiet again, alone again." Jasmine nagged herself as she walked here and there not knowing what she wanted to do tonight.

Tok, tok, tok. With pleasure and a happy face he walked towards the door and opened it.

"You....,!" Jasmine glared at his eyes.

"Hay...," The man's smile puffed up perfectly like wearing a lot of baking soda on his face.

"Can I come in?" Ask.

"Where's Asmira, why yourself?" Jasmine continued when she had allowed the troublemaking man to sit on the living room sofa.

"Asmira is still with Oma Opanya. You miss her?" Ask again while looking at Jasmine's household.

"Hmmmm...., what are you doing here?"

"Why did you go to the obstetrician, you're pregnant?"

"You ask a lot!" Jasmine threw away her face.

"I'm a guest here, don't you make me a drink?"

"Have many questions, many more wills." Jasmine stood up and placed her feet on the floor.

"it's funny if he's nagging like that." Inner dika while smiling.

"Drink, after that get out of here." Jasmine placed the black coffee with smoke still billowing thinly.

"Jawab first my question, then I'll go." Dika sipped his favorite black coffee.

"Why do you know, you'll have Amanda's son."

"If it is indeed my son I am entitled to him later after birth."

"You!!!" Jasmine's tone was a little furious. "You've taken away my happiness, and then you're gonna make me feel lonely too." Further.

"I am entitled to him, for I am his father."

"You are indeed the father of this fetus, but you have no right to take it from me. Not enough to hurt me." Jasmine's tears were already welling up in her eyes.

"You think I'm not hurt by this. You think you're the only one who's disappointed. Jasmine, if you knew I was doing that because I was drunk and I thought that Manda was you." Obviously Dika.

"Your explanation cannot be justified at all. If Manda wasn't with you, it wouldn't have happened."

"It's not the same as when I was pregnant with Asmira. It's like Dejavu." Jasmine continues when her memories ran to six years ago, when she was pregnant Asmira and Dika ignored her for Amanda.

"I'll take care of all your needs when I conceive that child. Take care of him." Dika stood up and passed wanting to leave.

"Not told me to keep this seed. Go there, you're married in a week. Can't you keep your future wife's feelings."

"I just want to see you." Dika looked at Jasmine, his eyes like holding back longing.

"Have Dika, go."

"I'm saying good, take care of her like you took care of Asmira first." Dika passed away going out of the whitewashed house, as soon as his body turned to stare at Jasmine back, he looked at Jasmine who was standing pecking.