Kiss The Rain's
Ribet!

"Away awake?" Jasmine asked when she found that Husein had already blinked her eyes. The man was holding a small towel that was stuck to his forehead.

"You drink too much, your body has a fever." Jasmine took the compress and placed it on a tray filled with warm water that had already cooled down.

Hussein was festering, Jasmine was right in front of him. Jasmine didn't treat Husein like a sister. Jasmine acts like a mother who takes care of her children when they are sick.

When he found out that Husein was already sprawled and heavily drunk, Jasmine put down the origin of her groceries. Tidying up all the things that Husein kicked at will.

Not only that, Jasmine also compressed Husein's forehead and bruised her face. Jasmine did not care about Bryan's cynical gaze that saw her taking care of her brother. As if he had forgotten the promise he made earlier, he had forgotten it because it was covered with a wound in his heart.

"Drink this warm ginger," Jasmine offered a cup of ginger tea that still reflected a thin smoke.

"Thank you," Husein busily raised his own body, his head still feeling dizzy, the visual memory of Jasmine's body still dancing wildly in his mind.

Husein sipped his ginger tea without blinking his eyes, his eyes still continuing to stare fully at Jasmine. "Why look at me like that?"

Husein wavered, he sipped too much ginger tea, ala result he choked.

Jasmine patted Husein on the back, as Bryan climbed the stairs. He saw his wife so close to his sister.

"Your sister is angry." Jasmine explained to Husein, "Get down and continue eating, I will prepare."

Jasmine left Husein who was still fixated with her hallucinations. He walked towards Bryan who was looking at him sharply.

Jasmine melengos's. He still walked towards the kitchen. Bryan was following Jasmine's footsteps.

"Are you flirting with brother?" Asked Bryan without further ado.

"Why are you accusing me, I'm just taking care of your brother. What harm?" Jasmine did not look at Bryan's face. He switched to the ingredients in front of him.

"Obviously wrong, what if your sister likes you with you taking care of her. Even my sister has seen your body." It was Bryan who did not control his tone.

"There are people who like seductresses and sneaky women like me. Only the sane would think of me." Hardik Jasmine, "You chose me wrong to be your wife."

"Son, no, watch your talk." Bryan was frustrated, constantly screaming.

"Forget it, I told you you could let me go if you're caught off guard with me. I've told you many times, if you doubt me let me go!" Jasmine was screaming.

The quarrel between Jasmine and Bryan could not be separated from the ears of Husein who heard, as well as Tria.

"Yesterday cheesy, now the cunning woman. Is that how you judge me. That's how you appreciate someone who's trying to love you." Jasmine sat down, her chest claustrophobic. Her eyes have been inundated with tears that already want to slide.

"You forced this marriage, why now do you doubt me." Jasmine sobbing. "I know this is just a Siri wedding, you can easily divorce me without having to bother taking care of a child or a gono gini treasure. You don't have to give me rights after the divorce. Just give me back to my parents." Jasmine pulled her body avoiding Bryan. Just one place he went, balcony room.

Bryan was agitated, his words had already crossed the line. He ran towards Jasmine before the door was completely shut, Bryan was already in his bedroom.

He pulled Jasmine's hand, clutching her again in his arms. "I was wrong, I was too scared. I'm sorry." Sounded in a loud voice. "Don't be angry again, I'm afraid."

Jasmine was silent, her mouth gago. He himself did not know what to say. The old wound on his chest still looked gaping, plus the new wound he felt. Not even his heart moved forward, he had already lost the battle with his true inner situation.

"I won't let you go, not even with my sister. You are mine no matter how and our destiny will be. Never expect to go home to your parents. Don't ever expect to get away from me, huu. Her face flushed.

"Then watch your speech, not slander more cruel than murder." Jasmine Clear.

"But you're murder too."

"I told you, watch your speech. Disrespectful, I'm five years older than you." Jasmine pushed Bryan's body. "Look at your face, it's ridiculous. No mobster whines for love."

"I'm a mobster who'll justify having you all the way."

"Promise first, never act over the limit with brother." Bryan followed Jasmine on the walk in close. "Promise first."

"Yes, I know my limits."

"Good, don't be angry again. You're like a mama when you're angry."

"Why indeed?" Jasmine wiped her face with a small white towel and leaned against the side of the sink waiting for Bryan to wash his face. "Mama never gets angry, once angry scary. Just look at me I don't dare."

"Sometimes I'll take you to your mom's house, papa. You must like it."

Jasmine cleared her throat and left Bryan who was still blabbering with sweetness. He went into the kitchen, continuing something that had been neglected.

Half a kilo of chicken still lying pathetic.

Jasmine continued to struggle with her knife, with the stove already burning she fought against her hunger. Semerbak seasonings have penetrated the nasal cavity, telling Indra flavorings to eat it immediately.

Finished preparing her dinner, Jasmine walked towards the living room. Only Hussein was still sitting there. "Where has your fever gone down yet?" Jasmine asked convincingly.

"Still a little bit dizzy." Answer Husein.

"Why drink that much?" Jasmine tapped on the table in front of her. "Forget what you've seen Husein, forget what happened."

Husein smiled wryly, "It's not that easy, you've attached your own body to my imagination."

Jasmine shook her head, "Forget it." Jasmine let out a heavy sigh, "Let's eat, it's all ready." Continue again while leaving Husein. "If I had known in the past that the woman who was going to give birth in my car was the 10-year-old woman who saved my family it would have been obvious that I would have turned down your wages and made me a father to your children." Sergey Husein.

Jasmine turned around and shook her head, "Never betray your sister."

Now it was Bryan's turn to hear his brother's words, when he was looking for Jasmine. He overheard Husein's rant.

"So, I also have hope."

Bryan shook his head, quickly turning towards the dining table. After a few minutes Jasmine appeared and touched Husein's body.

"Why are you drunk?" Bryan asked, pretending he didn't know.

"Sister just wants a drink" replied Husein.

"Yes, I'm dizzy. No more fuss." Jasmine tries to mediate.

"Let's eat, if hunger can turn a man into a lion." Lecar Jasmine, he's getting dinner for Bryan and Husein.

"I can't eat alone, it doesn't need to be fed right?" Bryan's love for his brother.

"Don't be like a kid, eat fast!" Hardik Jasmine, with a head that was already reflecting hot smoke.

"Silver can eat alone, so you don't need a bribe."

"Whoever wants to bribe your brother, I'm also hungry Bry. I want to eat, shut up while I'm eating." Pinta Jasmine's.

"Hey brother, shut up I can eat alone." Husein relented, but he also wanted Jasmine to bribe him.

"Snake quickly find a wife, don't bother my wife." Lick Bryan again.

Brakk!

Jasmine hit the dining table and held her hand. "You just eat hard." Jasmine grumbled, she carried her dinner plate away from the two brothers who were messing around.