Kiss The Rain's
Swastamites.

Jasmine got up from her seat, she walked into the room, the sound of many footsteps walking and passing outside the room. Jasmine was curious, she came out and followed the direction of her voice. The family room that usually looks empty and only looks a set of seats is now turned into a dining room that has been arranged neatly. There are many white baby breath flowers that decorate the table and a bucket of red roses decorate a glass vase filled with water. Beautiful, Jasmine doesn't budge. He stood glued, "So it's true Bryan's parents will be here." Inner Jasmine, as she turned her body. He saw Tria the ladder guard was standing again in his place.

Jasmine walked towards Tria, the guard man lowered his gaze. "I'm sorry Tria, sorry to get you in trouble. I will no longer ask you to let me down these stairs." Jasmine bowed her body, apologizing many times.

"I'm sorry madam." Tria's pitying mind looked at Jasmine with her puffy face.

"Mr Bryan just told me to get ready at half-six." Tria continued, no longer budging from her place.

"Okay, sorry again." Jasmine bowed and passed away towards her room.

"So what should I say later, you know this really makes me dizzy. Hey leaf, if I were you I would grow and breed without the need for a life partner. Leaf you heard my voice no. Leaf I'm angry, I'm disappointed. Why am I now a whiny woman. It's not that I've tainted the bitterness of domestic life, I'm tired of leaves." Jasmine continued talking to the calathea zebrina leaf.

The broad widow leaf bursting from her pot gave an idea that made Jasmine look far into space. "You've been married, you know what point you need to take to convince your young husband's parents, you have a way. You dare! If her parents don't like you, it's good, you're free to get out of this house." The widow leaves were silent for a moment. "Everything has been outlined by the Creator, my name is a broad widow I also do not understand why. If you want me to choose to be a Flower Widow, why should you perforate. I understand, widows must be how to be clarified again! Your husband must also be before you often ask why your husband chose to marry a widow. You should be lucky, Jasmine. Heh, listen no!" Jasmine jerks. The broad widow leaf sank into hiding again, the last place among the plants of the alocasia, algonema, caladium, tongue-in-law and spiny cactus.

The light this afternoon is very beautiful to the eye, only for a moment you can enjoy the bright red hue. You have to squint your eyes to absorb all the joy in it. Brave hue, passionate hue, a sunshine that tells a lot about longing, about the taste you call love. The rhythm will soon be replaced by the moonlight that replaces the reflection. How the earth moves makes a beautiful horizon. Dusk hunters will always be on standby and again many poets are wrapping poetry about him. About Swastamita!

Jasmine stared at the swastamita hue, she was still silent in her corner. "How else, just tell me what needs to be told. Accept it or not let the universe talk." Jasmine moved towards the bathroom, cleansing her body, beautifying herself.

An hour passed, Jasmine was ready in a maroon dress, with a thin makeup finish on her face. The time has shown at 18:16, he saw the door of the room has not been opened. Jasmine squeezed both of her hands which let out cold sweat. His face pias, he was restless.

"Don't be a sad girl Jasmine." Jasmine steeled herself, her argument with Bryan this afternoon making her even more uneasy. No friend sided with him, he himself fought for his fate.

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Klekk..., the door of the room opened, seen Bryan wearing a suit with matching colors with Jasmine's dress. The look on his face was flat, his pink lips only clenched silently.

Jasmine simply lowered her gaze, not daring to look at Bryan.

"Get out, have been waiting for mom, dad and sister." Bryan's Word.

Jasmine nodded and followed Bryan in front of her.

The dining table in the magic style of an expensive restaurant, looks to have sat a middle-aged man, mistress with a ribbon and another is none other than Hussein, an impromptu online taxi driver.

All eyes were on Jasmine, including the ribbon-tailed woman. He smiled and waved his hand to invite Jasmine to join.

Jasmine who got the green light smiled, bowing her body saluting. He sat down next to Bryan.

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Dinner went well, Jasmine acted like she always had Bryan eat dinner and continued to review his best smile. They don't know, obviously cold sweat is still taking part in this game.

It's finished! Now that a trivial conversation had occurred, Jasmine looked at Bryan as her mother Rose Mardiani asked Jasmine to introduce herself. His gaze ran to Husein, when Bryan was even indifferent to Jasmine.

Husein who had seen Jasmine a little differently could only nod.

All ears saw wisdom hearing the percentage of Jasmine's identity. Until the spell performed by Anthony Nicolas made Jasmine rewind her chair. This woman of two children tells without the slightest censorship who she is.

"Okay, come to my room." Take Bryan and follow Husein and Anthony behind him. They entered the room that read "Don't enter except Bryan!"

In contrast to Rose Mardiani, the ribbon-tipped woman was still smiling and now her steps were approaching Jasmine.

"At home living here?" Ask Rose.

Jasmine shook her head, "If I could I'd rather stay with my children."

"Is Bryan not good at playing in bed?"

Jasmine puffing. He thought what kind of question this was, what needs to be explained also his son's bed game.

Jasmine smiled, "Not bad."

Rose laughed "Funny huh, I myself don't know if to thank you or hate you Jasmine. You've saved the lives of three people I love. But you're gonna kill one of them, too. It's crazy, I didn't think there was killer blood in your body."

"Then?" Jasmine asked.

"Then?" Rose's forehead flinched.

"Aren't we parents? He'emm, you know what it's like to miss a baby. How you take care of your sons, I miss my children. If you don't like me. You can take me out of this house. And I promise I won't tell you this hideout."

Rose's laughter tightened, "Hahaha, you are indeed a brave woman, it's not wrong if Bryan chooses you, he needs a cold-blooded woman like you. For 10 years, you know my son's been waiting for you that long. I don't care if Bryan marries a woman with two children, which is a problem if you Miss Jasmine can't give your heart to my son."

Jasmine flinched, "So you approved me to be the wife of the Bryan series?"

Rose's laughter gradually subsided, then she clasped Jasmine's hand. "Mama can't help you get out of here, instead Bryan's guaranteed your kids will be okay. Accept my son, he's waiting for you. He misses the woman who saved his life long ago. Accept my son, you know this is hard for you."

Rose hugged Jasmine, along with the door that read "Don't enter except Bryan!" open-ended. These three mafia men came out with a bright face.

Jasmine was getting stunned. When Anthony Nicolas also hugged Jasmine joined Rose Mardiani.

"So will papa have any more grandchildren?" Anthony laughed, "Pa, don't tease Bryan later in embarrassment." Tukas Rose took off her embrace.

Dinner ended in a landslide victory for Bryan, Jasmine getting restrained. After he escorted Bryan and Husein's parents out of the house. Jasmine re-entered her room. Take off her nightgown and change into a nightgown. Again the woman snorted annoyed with the model of a nightgown that was a little fun and tempting. "God who picked this shirt, it's laughable."

Jasmine returned the white nightgown, she put her choice on a black nightgown with satin and high hemispheres. Seductive; he picked up a blanket in the closet and chose to sleep on the sofa.

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