Kiss The Rain's
Numbs!

It was already 09:00, Jasmine and Bryan had already finished their morning battle in the pool. The two of them climbed the stairs, embracing each other and smiling. On the top of the stairs stood a man named Hussein. His face looks flat but his jaw is hardened.

Bryan looked at Jasmine, the two of them gesturing to each other in the look of his eyes.

Plaque!!

Not even Bryan said a word or two, Husein's hand was already floating slapped hard on Bryan's cheek. Jasmine was aghast, she glared her eyes cursing at the selfless Husein.

"You two are shameless." His tone was mocking, moreover it was also slightly hardened.

"When's brother been here, huh?" Bryan stroked his hot cheek.

"Since you two did things you shouldn't have done in public." Husein looked at Jasmine with a difficult-to-understand look.

Bugh!!!

Bryan blindly hit Husein's stomach many times. "Big brother, sister saw my wife's body."

Bugh.... Bugh.... Cough...,!!!

Jasmine panicked, especially if the white towel wrapped around Bryan's waist detached from its place and displayed an heirloom object that was limp helpless.

"Bry..., Bry...., Stop!!!" Jasmine continued to scream. Bryan doesn't care about his wife. Bryan pulled the table and wanted to smash it on his sister's body.

Husein pulled his body from under his sister's safety. He looked at Bryan who had raised the table. "Do it."

Jasmine held onto Bryan's hand and shook her head, "We're the wrong Bry, we're the ones making love out of place. Put that table down and make peace."

Jasmine stared intently at Husein's eyes, the man fell silent and looked back at Jasmine's face.

"I'm sorry if I've tarnished your holy eye Husein, I should be able to educate your sister to know the limits of where we can make love. We're not gonna repeat it and we're gonna fuck in its place." Jasmine pulled the table that Bryan was still holding. Her husband's jaw was hard. His eyes still led him to war.

"Yes, we're wrong." Jasmine forcefully pulled Bryan, walking towards the direction of the room. Not yet into the room Bryan shouted "Bad brother!" He pulled Jasmine's hand and closed the door as tightly as possible.

"Son't seen your body, it's sassy!" Bryan threw Jasmine on the bed, pulling back the bathrobe that covered Jasmine's body. "So I've seen all this." Bryan's water turned sad, he also took off a white towel wrapped around his waist. "I'm sorry, I can't take care of this." Bryan hugged Jasmine's body, without another piece of clothing clad in the bodies of the two of them. Bryan continued to abuse himself, condemning his folly.

"That's Bry, nothing pulls from my body. We just don't have to repeat it anymore." Jasmine stroked Bryan's hair, "But big brother has seen it, I'm disappointed. I can't take care of you."

"I'm wrong, okay. If I don't tease you, we don't do it by the pool." Jasmine was trying to neutralize the circumstances that should have been the most beautiful day for her. He did not realize that his morning struggle by the pool would be a sad tragedy again.

"Don't get close to brother, you're just mine." Tell Bryan while pulling Jasmine in his arms. "This is all mine." Bryan peppered one by one Jasmine's body parts are visible, almost all visible to Hussein earlier.

"Bry..., enough he-yyy enough for this morning." Jasmine pulled her body backwards. "Two times, I don't want any more." Sergey Jasmine, he kept shaking.

"It's over, look." Bryan pointed at the heirloom object that stood back up for the third time. Jasmine snorted in annoyance, as Bryan's body had already stomped doing the unification.

**

"I've taken a bath three times and it's because of you Bry."

Bryan chuckled at Jasmine's grumbling voice. "I miss babe."

"Remember, everything in your body is just mine." Bryan's firm. "Prepare I'll accompany you shopping, but I'll talk to brother first, wait a minute." Bryan hurried and left the room.

Bryan walked into his private room in the room that read "Don't enter except Bryan." He looked at Husein who was sitting while compressing his bruised cheek hit by Bryan's raw bogem.

"What do you think?" Bryan stood up while looking at the glittering reflection of water from behind the window of his secret room. "Don't see him here?"

Husein let out a long sigh, "What if other people saw him Bry. You guys are fucking crazy! Don't know manners!" Husein spoke decisively like an older brother advising his sister.

"Then what do you think now, you're not lustful with my wife, are you?"

"It's good that if you're not interested in my wife's body, I would completely eliminate you if I knew you were approaching Jasmine once." Bryan spoke gruntly and patted Husein on the shoulder, "I want to go first."

"Where are you going?" Husein asked as he followed Bryan from behind. "Shop."

"Bring the bodyguards." Tell Husein who did not see his sister's face, but his eyes were fixed on the woman who had just come out from behind the door of the room wearing a yellow dress with a pattern of stars on the top.

"He'emm I slalu brought bald and his three friends." Bryan smilingly waved his hand, telling Jasmine to approach him. "It's over?" Jasmine asked as she clasped her hands on Bryan's shoulder.

"Here we go, we haven't had breakfast. Then find a meal first." Take Bryan who is indifferent to his brother.

Husein stared incessantly at the woman in yellow. "That body, I've even embraced that body, Arghhhh." Husein ruffled his hair, puffing up considering every inch of Jasmine's shadowy body in his inner visuals.

"You think you're the only one who thinks that woman is your hero Bry, Arghhhh." Husein continued to ruffle his hair, shouting incessantly kicking all the items in front of him. "Crazy, I've gone completely crazy."

In contrast to Jasmine and Bryan who were already in the car, a single smile adorned the faces of both of them.

"What do you want to shop babe?" Bryan asked as he spread his gaze to look at the street in front of him.

"Just shopping for Bry's kitchen, the fridge is empty for here." Replied Jasmine who could not help but look at her husband's face.

"You're not ashamed to walk with me, I look like a aunt taking the crowds for a walk." Jasmine Clear.

"If anyone asks, I'll answer if you're my brother." Bryan pursed his lips, still looking sweet.

"Sister?" Jasmine laughed, "Good, so your enemy doesn't know that I could be your weakness, Bry?" Jasmine paused her speech.

"Can I bring my gun again?" Jasmine looked at Bryan. "For what?"

"To take care of you, Bry, can you target a target?" Jasmine asked in a mocking tone.

Bryan chuckled, "Can't, I can only aim at you."

"So I should take care of you?" Jasmine lowered her eyebrows. "In addition to me being your brother, I should also be your bodyguard ?" Bryan nodded and pinched Jasmine's cheek. "Gemes, pinter once you babe."

"Where are you shopping?" Asked the confused Bryan to take his woman where.

"To the traditional market just Bry, if to the mall there will be a face scan." Jasmine looked at Bryan, "My family will easily find me later." Jasmine lowered her gaze.

"Why?"

"Ak-u, ummm. I'm laper Bry." Jasmine showed her neat teeth.

"Just laper, no other reason." Bryan knitted his two eyebrows.

"Yes I'm a laper, I just had breakfast bread." Jasmine answered him with a sigh.

"I know, let's have breakfast first." Take Bryan while stopping his car in a parking lot of traditional accented restaurants, restaurants with dark brown wood floors, with red brick walls. Wall ornaments with many Javanese batik motifs, the sound of Javanese gamelan rattles in the eardrum.

Jasmine developed her smile, "I want to dance."

"Eat!" Sergei Bryan.

"Sweet this fried chicken smell, my God, it's been a long time since I've eaten outside the house." Jasmine walked towards the waving row of food asking her to be eaten immediately, swallowed with nothing left.

"Excessive! Hyperbole!" Sergei Bryan. He pulled out Jasmine's hand which was just walking around looking at the naked fried chicken on a rattan plate.

"Hehe, I'm so confused which one to eat."

"Eat it all." Bryan snorted in annoyance, for him this woman in front of him had two different traits. Sometimes looks motherly, sometimes looks like a child who wants a lot.