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Monday has arrived, as usual Jasmine was already at her house before Asmira was delivered back to her house. The man will pick Asmira up at school and return her to her mother.

"What did you say to Manda yesterday?" Dika who had been sitting sweetly on the sofa owned by his ex-wife also asked the question that became the basis for why Amanda ignored him for three days yesterday.

"I'm just talking about Asmira. Why the hell?" Jasmine replied while holding back a laugh.

"What are you talking about?" Ask Dika back.

"You quarreled? Tell me what your problem is, why are you accusing me if I'm the cause of Amanda's anger toward you?"

"Jasmine!" Dika's tone began to rise, as if he knew his ex-wife was convoluted.

"OK-okay, I answered. I'm just saying this." Jasmine was already about to lean her body into Dika's ears. But Dika refused it.

"Don't whisper, you'll tease me." Screeched Dika while shifting her body away from Jasmine.

"Curtain! Why seduce an unfaithful man like you." Jasmine threw away her face. "Doggy-style." Jasmine finally answered her curiosity and the answer made Dika's face flushed red.

"You!" Dika sharpened his eyes.

"Doesn't you like that style, Amanda was jealous when I told her that on Saturday?" Jasmine asked inquired.

"He ignored me."

"Hahaha, why doesn't Amanda just do that with you. Why even jealous. I'm not supposed to be here, I'm angry and jealous." Jasmine laughed at her own words, stupid!

"Jasmine, why aren't you looking for a new man or partner?"

"You're stupid or you don't see me. Anybody wants to be with a widow like me, pregnant again." Lady Jasmine looked away. It felt like the woman was still harboring a sense of disappointment towards the man in front of her.

"Hey-hey, I'm sorry Jasmine. I didn't mean to say that."

"Go Dika, thank you so much for bringing Asmira here. Thank you for taking good care of Asmira in your house." Jasmine stood up, allowing Dika to go home. Exorcise it subtly while reviewing a little smile.

"Jasmine I'm sorry."

**

"Hurry and come here, and come into my house when you get here." Jasmine hung up the phone with someone.He said while panting, his breathing had gone up and down. There was already a lot of cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He was ready to push twice in his life. Jasmine is giving birth.

The age of the womb has now entered the end of the third trimester, when giving birth he experienced alone. Without thinking for a long time he just called an online taxi to drive him to the hospital. He couldn't have called his family or even him. The father of the child he now bears.

"Mom, Ms. Jasmine.." A young man of Raka's age called the name of the taxi driver online 20 minutes ago.

"Yes, yes, please come here." Jasmine half shouted.

"Bu jas....," The man's eyes were flabbergasted, the woman who ordered his online taxi was the mother who wanted to give birth.

"Don't be surprised, please bring my bags first." Ask Jasmine while smiling. The expression of the young man in front of him made him hold back a laugh. It's funny, he presents a view to the cloud people like him.

The man picked up Jasmine's luggage and put it in the trunk of his car. In about 5 minutes, the young man had already returned inside Jasmine's house.

"Do you mind if you get me?" Jasmine was now no longer able to withstand her embarrassment, she herself was no longer able to stand alone. His back seemed to collapse instantly.

"Ba-good." Replied the young man while leaning his body, embracing Jasmine's shoulder and helping her walk slowly.

"I'm sorry if I trouble you. I'm alone so no one's helping me."

"It's okay, it's my job." The man seemed to catch a stroke of sadness in Jasmine's eyes.

Now the car is on the streets to make up for the dark of the night, fortunately time is near midnight. So the road is not so crowded with many vehicles. Jasmine was still panting, occasionally she took a deep breath and exhaled her. A sense of pain had spread throughout his body.

"Please Mom, we'll be here soon." The online taxi driver tried to calm Jasmine down.

"No, this belongs to my boss."

"Don't lie, the perfume you wear isn't cheap." As the young man helped to pick up Jasmine walking earlier, Jasmine accidentally inhaled the scent of a male perfume who became her side taxi driver.

"Just give my boss a hand too ma'am."

"It could be faster, like he already wants out!" Jasmine still endured her pain.

"Don't give birth here, I'll be angry with my boss Ma'am." The young man began to panic from looking at Jasmine's face that was eager to push.

"If your boss is angry, tell him to meet me. Or if you get fired by your boss you can work with me." Jasmine was unable to think clearly, her brain was filled with hospital maternity rooms.

"We're at Ma'am, let me help you get down." The man got out of the car and opened the door of Jasmine's car, he returned to pick Jasmine up and took her to the pushchair of the patient who was in front of the hospital.

"You can keep me company until my family comes?" Ask Jasmine, because it must be a hassle if no one takes care of this need it's in the hospital.

"But mom, what if your husband gets angry?" From the look on the young man's face seemed to want to help Jasmine, but he himself was afraid that Jasmine's husband would misunderstand.

"I myself, help me. I'll give you a bonus."

"All right." Now the chair he pushed had arrived in front of the delivery room. The doctor was already preparing to help Jasmine give birth.

"You're her husband, do you want to accompany your wife to give birth?" The doctor said he wanted to enter the delivery room while taking over Jasmine's wheelchair.

"No, I'm not her husband." The look of his face was shocked, it could not be imagined if the man entered to accompany the woman he did not recognize was giving birth.

"Just take care of the administration first."

"Nice doc." When she wanted to turn around, Jasmine was indeed the young man.

"You can get a platinum card in my little light brown bag and please bring my bags here. Can't you?"

"Mom, I'll take care of the administration first." The young man left Jasmine who also entered the delivery room.

An hour passed, Jasmine's family came one by one including her ex-husband, Dika. But his wife accompanied him and did not forget also Jasmine's first daughter, Asmira. They were seen waiting in front of the delivery room. Everything seemed agitated including the young driver of the online taxi, he was still clinging to Jasmine's brown bag.

"How is my daughter." Kamto's father was still pacing, worried that there was not yet a baby cry in the delivery room.

"You, who are you?" Until anxiety catches the stranger man also standing in front of his daughter's delivery room.

"I'm just an online taxi driver who brought Ms. Jasmine here."

"You.." The middle-aged man's eyes stared fixedly at the man's face in front of him. Until the cry of the baby spread the gaze of those eyes. "Thank you." Kamto's father commented a smile.

"My grandchild." His eyes seemed to sparkle, including the people waiting in front of the delivery room.

"Manda, my son was born." Dika's eyes seemed sparkling he while grasping tightly his wife's hand. "You're also going to be a mother like Jasmine, I'm really, really waiting."

"Yes, congratulations." Amanda smile.

**

"Who is this baby's father?" The doctor came out with the baby in his arms. The red baby clad in blue cloth still seemed closed in his eyes.

Someone walked up to the doctor, smiling. "I'm the father of this baby.How's the woman in there?" Ask the man who is none other than Dika.

"Okay, please prosecute him first. Congratulations your son a son." The doctor diverted the tiny baby into Dika's arms.