Kiss The Rain's
Peace

For three months Jasmine had been living her solitude. Going through the days without a lover of hearts who accompanies and kisses good morning. Jasmine smiled, as a small hand hugged her legs. Asmira is a six-year-old girl who has grown up to be a beautiful and loving girl. "Mommy, said my father would have two sisters, really?" A plain question came out of his little mouth.

"You're glad you're gonna have two sisters, promise mommy you'll take care of your sisters later." Jasmine rubbed her daughter's curls. The bigger the daughter's curls the more clearly visible they are.

"Good mommy Mira promise." Raising her little pinky finger and linking to her mother's little finger.

"That's a really smart mommy's pretty kid." Jasmine leaned her body kissing her daughter's forehead.

"Mommy, at home there are pregnant women like mommy. Father said, she will also be my mother.Ehm..," Asmira momentarily thought of something.

"Really, is he good to you? Did he also make you chocolate milk like mommy?" Jasmine asked a little investigate, she knew her daughter would not lie.

"Yes mommy, she told me a fairy tale before I went to bed. And he's also good at making good chocolate milk like mommy's." Obviously there is no face of lies, is not a child slalu telling the truth and not good at lying.

"Well, you love him too, Mira?"

"That's mommy, but that mother also slept with the father next to me. Ehm...," Again Mira thought of something.

"Mommy doesn't have to sleep with dad either. Why don't you ever sleep here?" Further.

Like an arrow that hit Jasmine's chest. How he must tell his daughter the truth that he and Asmira's father have been separated since 4 months ago.

Jasmine is in her second trimester. Exactly 22 weeks. It's been seen bulging in his lower abdomen. There is never a deep disappointment, when Slalu never absent send a variety of pregnant women's milk and fresh fruits. It has been almost 3 months also Dika officially married Amanda although betelih.

The male owner of the two hearts was more restrictive when he met Jasmine. Just like when Jasmine and Dika used to be just friends. Just to talk about Asmira and the development of the fetus in Jasmine's womb. Jasmine had never objected to Dika's treatment now. Perhaps the man had now completely linked his heart to one direction. The heart of a poor girl who waited for him a long time ago, Amanda Soedarjo.

"Let's go, baby, get ready. Mommy will take you to Opa's house of arms. You want to ride, right?" Jasmine finished taking care of Asmira's uniform and textbooks for Monday. A pink mini suitcase with a unicorn picture is now perched on the light blue sofa of her room.

"Yes, mommy." Asmira walked over to her mother. "Hay little sister, big brother will miss you." He continued, rubbing and smelling his mother's stomach.

"Mommy has to meet pregnant women there. Okeyyy."

"What should I say to this little boy, oh my god." Inner Jasmine while rubbing her face.

"Well, mommy's gonna meet the pregnant lady." Jasmine nodded. " Come down, let mommy tow your suitcase." Let's Jasmine.

*

Upon arriving at Dika's house, Jasmine stared at the entire house she had once occupied. The color of the paint that has changed and the fall of the tree of longan that became the home of Miss K. A moment Jasmine's smile expanded as her memories passed during the courtship period. When he first saw the apparition in Dika's house.

"Sister, sis, heyy..," The gentle voice of a woman.

"Ehm... uh, Manda." Jasmine's smile was perfect.

"Sister daydreaming?" He asked while allowing Jasmine to enter his house.

"No, uhmm..., are you home alone?" Jasmine asked as she did not see Dika in there.

"Yes, brother, Dika's in the shop again." Amanda Clear.

"Alright, I just drove Asmira here. He's told me a lot about you. Thank you for taking care of him and sorry if he bothers you." Jasmine was still trying to smile, she saw so many changes in Dika's house. The ornaments and decorations of the house became more girly and calm. Unlike when Jasmine lives in the house that looks more cold and manly.

"I should have taken care of Asmira like my own son. And you should also think of my son and Dika as your own, Can't you?" Amanda's hand is now holding Jasmine's hand.

"Maybe today we can talk to a woman." Amanda.

"I knew between me and Dika was a mistake. It's not appropriate for me to do that to you, obviously here's the brother who got hurt. Forgive my error." Amanda's eyes are inundated with a clear liquid that is ready to slide.

"Hey, don't cry. If people see you later it's thought I'm hurting you." Jasmine begins to answer all of Amanda's fears.

"Let the universe be like this, the universe knows what's good for me and for you. I've cleared everything Manda. Believe me, Dika is now only yours." Jasmine tightened Amanda's hand.

"Look at you." Jasmine turned to hug Amanda until her tears dripped slowly.

"Thank you, I'll take care of him." Amanda returned Jasmine's embrace tightly. No more strife between women has ever filled Dika Andrea Bhagawanta's heart.

"I put a GPS in his car, if Dika's car hasn't been replaced, you can check it later."

"GPS?" Amanda's forehead flinched in wonder.

"Hahaha, that's one trick to spy on my husband first, you know?"

"Sister!?" Amanda's voice squealed.

"Wkwkwk, I'm saying yes. Remember Dika really likes this style.'' Jasmine whispered something that made Amanda's cheeks flushed hot.