Kiss The Rain's
"have you ever made love?"

It was late in the afternoon, after taking Asmira to her father's house. Jasmine drives her white car towards her parents' house, as she is lonely in her own home during the Weekend. He chose to stay at his childhood home.

Twenty minutes passed, the car had arrived at the front gate of Kamto's house, Jasmine rushed down and carried a backpack large enough to contain a change of clothes and milk pregnant women.

"Sister?" Sapa Raka when she found out her brother came without permission. "Aren't you staying here again?" Further.

"Why do you mind?" Jasmine replied with her sewot and threw her body on the living room sofa.

"No, I'm really happy. I have something to talk about." Clearly Raka with a serious tone.

"What's? If it's about love, brother doesn't want to discuss." The screech. "Silver alone should bring sister's romance problems at the green table. Hufh...," Jasmine exhaled a coarse breath.

"It's not that brother, it's." Raka shows one of the photos in the grip of her smartphone.

After looking and observing the photo Jasmine simply nodded her head. "Lumayan saucy, who is he?" Further.

"One of our group's targets." Raka replied in a still serious tone.

"Oh, why is he our target? What can my sister help? But he looks young, cute too. You lost away Raka." Jasmine ended her last words while giggling.

The last words of her brother made Raka's forehead wrinkle. "You are my brother, this is serious. He's one of the big-time drug kingpins, it's hard to track him."

"Raka, you're almost 30 years old. You don't want to get married?" Ask Jasmine.

"Married?" Raka answered while looking closely at her brother's face.

"Yes married, had a small family and a baby." Answer Jasmine. "You're old enough, you deserve to marry Raka. Brother will bless you with Adelle." Jasmine held Raka's hand.

"I don't want to get married, if it ends up just like a big brother!" pekik Raka took off her brother's hand.

"Why, you've been working well established as well. I don't want to enjoy heaven?"

"Thinking about my sister I'm already dizzy. What else is this target. Makes me dizzy."

"Don't think of me! Your future thoughts Raka."

"If I get married later, I'll leave this house. Then how's mom, instead of big brother asking me to take care of mom?" Yes indeed before marrying Dika first Jasmine had asked Raka to keep the mother in place of Jasmine.

"Gosh, you can take your wife in this house. I do need friends but you don't have to suppress your personal affairs either, ehmmm." Jasmine thought of something that slightly made her smile amusedly. "Have you ever made love?"

"What kind of question is that, I don't want to talk about it." Raka already stood up wanting to leave Jasmine in the living room by herself.

"Look at your cheeks red. You don't want to share your story with your sister?" indeed Jasmine had already restrained her laughter at the expression of her sister. I don't know what demons perched on the young widow's lips until a silly question came out of her thin lips.

"Sister!" Highlight the eyes of Raka had sharpened it was like wanting to pounce on Jasmine's face

"What you want to keep secret, I've never made love. And I'll do that to my woman later." Raka's body has now perched on a sofa that is still warm from his body temperature.

"Hahaha, do you still remember Dika's message?"

"Obviously, though he himself is a hypocrite."

When Jasmine and Dika are getting married, Dika gives advice to Raka so that she keeps her bantet bun for only one woman. But she herself was a hypocrite, she shared her bantet bread with another woman besides her brother. It's ridiculous!

"Then what about our target, do you know?"

"Here, I'm thinking about how. Later that night we'll gather at the base with the other members." Answer Raka. "So I'm home, there's no need to come." Then Raka stood up and headed towards the kitchen.

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"Manda, honey..., where are you?" When he returned from his family-owned convenience store, he walked while carrying a full white plastic. Looking for the whereabouts of his betel wife.

"What's wrong?" Manda came out of the bathroom with wet hair.

"Let me dry your hair." Dika has taken over a small pink towel, but Amanda recaptures it.

"I can do it myself." The look on her face was stifled after Jasmine's departure from her home.

"Why?" Not usually Amanda refused if you want to dry his wife's long hair.

"Asmira was here, she's at dad's."

"He came with Jasmine?" Tanya Dika was confused to see his wife now standing behind him. "You guys talking?" Further again.

"Yes we talk at length." Answer Amanda indifferently.

"What are you talking about?" Curious what Jasmine was talking about so Amanda looked upset and angry, but this morning they were still making out.

"Ask your ex-wife." Another indifferent answer that Dika got.

"Alright, I'll ask myself with Jasmine tomorrow. I'll see Asmira first." Dika had walked out of the door of their room leaving Amanda who was still standing on her back.

Amanda who knew Dika was not sensitive just put her feet on the floor and throw the towel she was holding from earlier. "Basic is insensitive."

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