Kiss The Rain's
Pandu Pedas

"Look. Today is in August, only once a year does the tree flower. I'm lucky to see her again, beautiful. But the flowers are not eternal, will no longer be beautiful when they are old and dry. But beautiful right, the brownish flowers are scattered and will be a photo spot of young people. Look again, a lot of young people are looking at you Bry.....,"

Jasmine sighed for a moment and continued again.

"How old is this tree, but it still looks handsome. The charm never fade, the flowers more and more adorn the branches. The older the more expensive and fascinating. He was a living witness who never protested at the circumstances. The leaves will be shade during the dry season, he protects, when the leaves are molten and falling in the wind, the branches will be replaced by the flowers. Beautiful Bry. Be a man like him, he protects, but there are times when he becomes beautiful in the eyes. You are also Bry..., the more mature you will also be mature and authoritative. Later, there will be many women who admire you."

Jasmine took a long breath. After feeling calm he continued his story again.

"Unlike the Flower, she only adorns the beauty of August, and she will scatter in the wind. I'll also be like that Bry." I could not feel her tears dripping down Bryan's pants. "Bry. If you're careless with me, let me go fine." Her cries began to spiral out of control, Jasmine crying out. "I'm sorry."

Bryan rubbed gently on Jasmine's hair. "We're going to age together." Then the man raised Jasmine's body and confronted her. "Don't cry anymore." Sergeants.

"But if it's nighttime don't try to sit here, you could die!" Jasmine looked at Bryan who was pensive to hear his fairy tale.

"Why?"

Jasmine removed her surgical mask and wiped her tears. "You're gonna die out of oxygen, or else you're gonna be kidnapped by these tree dwellers. They like handsome men like you." Jasmine looked at Bryan deeply, her eyes catching Bryan's uneasiness. "Fearful?"

"Who's gonna kidnap me?" Bryan's innocent question made Jasmine hold back her laughter. "You don't know a long-haired, white-clothed night woman. He doesn't walk but drifts and crawls and he'll be flirtatious looking at young and handsome men like you." Jasmine explained in detail who the kidnapper was. Bryan held Jasmine's hand. "Let's get out of here." Take Bryan, his eyes watching his surroundings.

"No, it's still noon. He's sleeping." Jasmine clearly while smiling. "Come on, I'm not comfortable here, I don't want to be kidnapped."

"Hahaha. "It's funny, you're afraid of ghosts." Jasmine pinched Bryan's cheek. "You've come home, thank you for today's gift." Jasmine kissed Bryan's cheek.

"Five thanks, hooray." Bryan clapped both hands. "I'll have balding to buy strong herbs." Bryan followed Jasmine from behind. Her smile expands "I'll learn to be a tree like you." Bryan looked at the Giant tree and waved his hand.

"Basic boy." Jasmine grumbled as she watched Bryan walk over with a smile.

"Why the hell, what makes you happy?" Tanya Jasmine investigated. "Five rounds of Jasmine."

"No, I'm tired." Jasmine once in a while denied she wanted to ngeyel and rebel again. "Okay, don't I give you another present and don't expect to get out of the house." Hardik Bryan doesn't care.

"Two rounds." Jasmine offers.

"Three rounds." Bryan's bargaining too.

"Deal, two and a half rounds. Hahaha." They both chuckled together. And walk down the path to the parking lot. Hand in hand like young dating.

Arriving in front of the car. "Bry...., can't I go through my house? I want to see it." Pinta Jasmine's.

"No! We'll just shop what you wrote earlier." Tukas Bryan he knew very well at Jasmine's house and on the streets of his compound in pairs of Cctv and maybe his father's scouts move around it.

"Yes, yes, no." Jasmine got into the car, put on a slingbelt and pursed her lips. "Already in the gift of love do not frown already aged is still too scourging." Hardik Bryan as he got into the car and saw Jasmine just staring straight at the grove of trees in front of the parking lot. "Sorry."

"So shopping no? Can I have another gift?" Jasmine asked which made Bryan's forehead shrivel. "What other gifts!"

"Ice cream,"

"Ice cream only?"

"Yes,"

"Hahaha, don't want to!"

"Why?"

"If it is purchased from money from the sale of illegal goods yours. I don't want to!" Rigorously.

"Alright, I'm not forcing." Bryan drove his car away from the thickets of trees waving wildly in the wind. Until making the yellow Randu Alas flowers scattered like delivering the departure of Jasmine.

Along the way, the two of them looked at each other. Until Jasmine's itchy mouth rattled around.

"Usually you buy it yourself or tell Bald to buy my message Bry....,?" Ask Jasmine.

"Buy it yourself, I also want to learn the kinds of vegetables." The answer is still with eyes watching the streets around him.

"That's a smart man of mine." Jasmine smiled.

"My legs?"

"He'emm, you're a man, right? Um..., no need to explain. You're obviously a man. Hahaha..," Jasmine chuckled.

The ringing of the cell phone silenced Jasmine's mouth, she fell silent. And glanced towards Bryan. "Let's say, who knows what's important." Bryan nodded and pulled the car to the side of the road.

"Yes, where?

"(......)"

"Just get home, wait."

"(......)"

"Yes." Yeah."

Bryan hung up his phone and got back in the car. He drove out his car with a stern face like he was thinking of something. "Who's Bry....,"

"Sister, we need to get home soon." Sergeants. "Let aunt buy your order." Further again.

Silent....... Only the sound of the car audio, Jasmine observed the streets around her, without blindfolds she was very free and memorized every direction and turn of the road. He was no stranger to the streets of this city. "Bry, is your house here?"

Bryan nodded. "It's too risky, if you live here with the title of a drug mafia like you."

"Let it go, what do you care. You don't love me either." Hardik Bryan and looked at Jasmine deeply.

"I'm learning, understand. Not all love has to be said."

"You remember that tree, it also grew out of a seed. It survives and continues to grow large and looming. The stronger the root the stronger the stem. I learned from him when I loved someone. I wanted to take care of her from childhood, without coercion or solicitation. I'll grow it myself."

[Randu Alas/Yellow silk cotton tree/Bombax Ceiba L. If you take a solo walk right in front of the Affandi Museum, this tree is growing and is currently in bloom, I'm blown away!]