Kiss The Rain's
Rebel widow.

Today is exactly at 10:00 am, in the back garden of the house with Manila grass which is a footrest that makes anyone will tiptoe if not wearing footwear. Here under a white tent with a lot of baby's breath flowers that decorate it plus a view of the blue swimming pool water. Make anyone happy with an event that starts soon. Already seen the father in black and the Bald in a neat suit that has stripped his agate ring.

All are ready with the role they play, but not with this one rebellious widow Jasmine. He locked himself in the bathroom for almost 1 hour. Previously he also always moved his hands not want his handcuffs released.

Bryan who was on the verge of seeing the behavior of his childish woman had to intervene. Nah! Get off the orders to her bodyguard to break down the bathroom door or get down the threat that makes Jasmine weak without wrinkles.

"Come out, if you don't want your kids to get hurt." Bryan Shouted.

"No way!" Denying Jasmine.

"You don't blame me if your children die!" Bryan's threat before the bathroom door opens. Appearing Jasmine with a face ready to pounce.

"Why Bry, why are you threatening me with killing my kids! Why are you threatening me."

"Take my woman." Bryan smiles.

"I don't know what you mean, I'm just a widow. What are you looking for from me." Jasmine downcast her eyes already glazed over.

"I told you I don't care." Bryan brought Jasmine in a paddle.

"Huu.... Don't be like this." Jasmine sobbing. "Take me off." Further.

"Don't cry, a fairy has been waiting for you. You don't want to look good at our wedding. Smile, I won't hurt you or your children, just as long as you obey me." An indisputable command came out of Bryan's mouth with a gentle tone.

"Promise?" Jasmine raised her little finger and was bound by Bryan's little finger.

"Have you taken a shower?" Bryan asked with a smile after removing their pinky link.

"It." Jasmine replied still with a sour face.

"Good, get dressed. I'll wait another hour." Bryan stroked Jasmine's hair and passed away leaving her.

"why is she so sweet, so weird." Inner Jasmine while walking towards the fairies who had been smilingly looking at the free drama according to her.

"Sorry to wait a long time." Jasmine commented on her best smile, her mind just complied if she wanted everything to be safe.

"It's okay, brother, let me prepare. It won't be long, said Mr. Bryan, it's just me." The fairy began to fiddle with Jasmine's face and the widow simply complied without even wanting to ask a word. Until finally wrapped kebaya and skirt span batik with a modern bun and do not forget the baby's breath flowers circular on the head of Jasmine.

"Already, pretty." Said the fairy while twirling around Jasmine's body.

"Thank you." Jasmine looked at the reflection of herself in front of the mirror, not what a happy face hue, no timid hue like a newlywed. There is no heart throbbing because there is only a forced soul.

"Nothing you are happy and protected, not what if this path that mommy should choose. Mommy never regrets giving birth to you, mommy misses Mira, mommy misses Prince, forgive mommy." Jasmine's inner self before the daydream disappeared as a hand held onto Jasmine's arm.

"Come, the father of penghulu has been waiting from earlier. Cassian." Bryan stood behind Jasmine in a white coat and white pants paired with brown leather shoes. Really his posture is very attached to the dream man. Tall, blooming and another handsome one. If Jasmine loved the young man in front of her this surely she would attack her mercilessly. Honey no, Jasmine considers him a stranger.

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"How's witness?" Ask mr. penghulu.

"Well." Right." The witness who was only present by the bald man and one man whom Jasmine had never met said with a reassuring smile.

"Alhamdulillah, I hereby declare you two ananda Bryan Imanuel Nicolas and Jasmine Adriana to be a couple." Mr. Penghulu berkopiah black pampit resigned followed by false witnesses also say back to duty. Now leaving only the two of them, two people drunk crazy. One was crazy about marrying a young man, one was crazy for some reason.

"Hay, we're official." Bryan was still smiling happily not the reeds. His smile was like when his mission succeeded in smuggling tons of illegal drugs through the way of rats.

"Hmmm.." Jasmine snorted in annoyance. He doesn't know what he's going to see next, he doesn't know what's going to happen. What else if the young man in front of him is forced to have a husband-wife relationship. It's out of Jasmine's control. What he will give, because nothing he can be proud of from his body that has given birth to two children who still leave fine strokes that are still left in his stomach. God's most beautiful sketches for a new life.

"Come to our room." Take Bryan and hold Jasmine's hand.

"Our room?" Ask Jasmine.

"Yes, you're sleeping with me now." Take Bryan.

"No! I'll just sleep in the back room right there where I am." Jasmine melengos's.

"Hufh, you're a former rebel widow." Bryan lifts Jasmine's body in bridal style.

"Rebel widows?" Jasmine's eyebrows fused together. "Take me off, let me go." Jasmine again thrashed and went back to screaming.

"You yell until your vocal cords break, nobody cares. In this house everyone must submit to me. Including you, my man." Bryan spoke again with firm but gentle words.

"Whatever, I'm sick of this." Jasmine relaxed herself, she was hungry and her chest was getting swollen full of ASI.

"Good, I'll help you." Bryan's smile was now grinning with intent.

"Help me?" Ask Jasmine astonished.

"I know all about you, about you still blushing your own Asi. Um. I can help you." Bryan opened the door of his room with his feet and closed it again. And now he threw Jasmine's body on the bed, the bed where she was very powerful.

"You're really looking all over me, all right." Jasmine sat up and looked at Bryan deeply.

"What do you want, what do you really mean besides you making me your prisoner and now you're forcing me to be your wife. What do you want from me?" Jasmine said as she stumbled, she still looked at Bryan who was taking off his white coat and leaving a plain white shirt.

"I owe it to your family." Bryan said as he looked at Jasmine deeply, who was now staring when Bryan had taken off his cloth pants. Black boxer white T-shirt, Jasmine's eyes are pinned. The young man in front of him was very confident.

"Your debt means?" Jasmine finished her wild eyes and now she just stared at the very clean floor tiles without the slightest dust.

"I'll tell you, but...." Bryan paused his words.

"But what?" Ask Jasmine again.

"Serve me first, your virgin husband."