Kiss The Rain's
New life "Jasmine Adriana"

"Still remember my name, remember my love story. Remember the story about my life. Yes I am Jasmine Adriana, my husband betrayed me and left me. I am now a free woman or you can call me a young widow of two children. You may know my name but not the true story of my life. Before deciding to work in an office, I was a spy like my father and my sister. I will be back to being the old me. Get ready for my true story."

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"So..... Today is the deciding day where you want to return to the firing squad on your team?" Tanya Raka while accompanying her brother when there is free time.

"Yes, it'll take time if you go back to being an office lady." Jasmine moaned, her head bowed. He doesn't understand how to. It has been even 2 months after she gave birth, now Prince Husein grows into a baby boy splitter Jasmine in the midst of her solitude. Asmira is more often with Opa and Omanya.

"Then what about prince, sister's still nursing him." Raka continues when she does not know the way Jasmine's mind decides to return to Kamto's father's team. Brandle Wolfgang, one of the largest spy groups in his country. His job is to hunt down the illegal weapons mafia and the drug mafia. Slalu's family was in a hurry when they were on duty, that they were taking care of construction outside the city, arguing that their job was a building contractor.

"I'm not saturated if it's like this, every Sunday I come to see this boy and stay here. How can you forget him, Raka. Brother is confused." Jasmine stared at the entire room around her, an unfocused look. He stood up while swinging Prince in his arms to get to sleep.

"So you want to run from him?" Raka continued to guess her brother's wishes.

"Silver just wants to breathe the fresh air of Raka. You need adrenaline like you used to. If it's just like this, I'm not going to age that fast." Jasmine pulled one corner of her lips upwards.

"But this time the target is not an ordinary person, brother, we've been tracking him for almost a year but have not yet found a common ground." Obviously Raka. Jasmine seemed to be regulating her breathing. "Son't come."

"Mind decision brother, this is very risky sis."

"Sister has saved a lot of Asi-Perah, he will leave Prince to his father when the target is found." Jasmine herself was afraid of her decision, but if she did not dare. Every Sunday she would only meet her ex-husband and stare at him full of unrequited longing.

"Call brother if the target has met." Jasmine walked up the stairs as Prince slept drunk in Jasmine's arms.

"Yes." Yeah." Replied Raka while pressing the forehead temple which still looks smooth without a fine stroke.

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"Yes, I'm not ready...." Jasmine hung up her smart phone. Hurry up the stairs and take a large suitcase, entering various forms of clothing belonging to Asmira and Prince. Not forgetting the many books that Jasmine had put in that suitcase. His face looks worried, sometimes he also has to wipe his tears that have fallen soaked his face that is not young anymore. The 33-year-old woman was ready to head to the location of the Raka sharelocation after Jasmine closed the short conversation through a flat and sophisticated object.

Now Jasmine has changed to wearing black jeans, black shirts with the Iron Maiden band logo, and Flannel army shirts owned by Dika that he connotes first. Not to forget also military-style boots Dr.marteen maroon has been seen attached to both feet. His body bent open a small safe behind a pile of Jasmine's favorite novel books that he had neglected for months. Two black revolver pistols containing six full bullets are now behind flannel shirts that look great on the body of Jasmine.

"Huh......" Jasmine's breathing was heavy as her eyes looked at the Prince's face that was still sleeping in his arms. "I'm sorry dear mommy, I'm sorry if I had to leave you. You will be proud of mommy when you know what mommy is doing.Mommy will only reduce bad people, so that later you grow up you will grow up safe and peaceful." Prince's entire face did not escape from Jasmine's kiss. Her tears could no longer hold her. He pulled the big suitcase while holding Prince. Jasmine opened the door next to the steering bench, put Prince in the baby car seat and re-dipped it.

Gently caressed her son's chubby cheeks and reviewed a slight smile. "You look a lot like your father. Mommy's gonna have a harder time forgetting your dad like this. Trophies." The last kiss before Jasmine closed the car door and switched to stuffing the suitcase in the back trunk.

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