
Fifteen minutes of Jasmine standing next to the dining table, tapped on the neatly lined trays of two cups of black coffee and two glasses of chocolate milk.
Bryan was in the family room. Welcoming the two guests he did not want.
The three men stared at each other, dialoguing with their minds. Until their eyes fell on Jasmine.
"Sum, sorry to wait so long." Jasmine smiled, as her hand placed a drink in front of each guest and the host itself.
"Shally, how are you?" Jasmine asked with a smile review that still adorned her face.
"Well, I've finished college at the same age as Auntie. So I'm here to ask my dad to persuade Bryan to marry me."
Jasmine choked as the chocolate milk shavings just passed through her throat, "Married?"
Jasmine's eyes stared into Bryan's eyes, a word implied in them. If translated Jasmine would blatantly reject this crazy idea.
"Yes Aunt married Bryan's sister." Shally again.
Jasmine's throat felt choked, her head began to bow listlessly. His face began to grow sour. "How do I know if Bryan picked the girl in front of him and kicked me out of his house. I'm nothing more than a poor woman." Inner Jasmine. He just stared flat at Bryan's face, the man just smiled. His hand rubbed Jasmine's head.
"I'm married Shally, this is my wife." It was clear Bryan was without looking at Shally in the slightest.
Shally was wide-eyed, and so was Fox Adois. Scratches of disappointment adorned from Shally's face. He still doesn't believe Bryan's explanation if he's married.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME BRYAN?" Shally's breath was up and down. His tone was already shrieking sharply.
"I never joke Shally, this woman you call Aunt is my wife. The woman I married nine months ago."
"Lying, this woman is just a sister made a sex slave. Why did you marry her?"
"Because I love her." Bryan pulled Jasmine's hand and clasped her, kissing Jasmine's forehead unconcerned by the gazes to the two people who were fed up with the spectacle.
Fox Adois began to speak up, "You really pulled Bryan's war drums. I no longer want to ally with your cartel." Furious Fox with Bryan, he pulls his daughter's hand. Shally, who was still in disbelief, thrashed to ask Bryan for another explanation.
"I've been waiting a long time, brother, you hurt me."
"I've been waiting a long time for my lady Shally. I've been waiting for him for 10 years, so no matter how you persuade me to marry you, I still can't." Bryan. "And you Fox Adois, my cartel has nothing to lose if you don't buy any more stuff at my place. What else did you buy for cheap, cih! You think I'm not losing."
Without a second thought Fox Adois dragged his daughter who was still thrashing.
"Bry, you're really pulling the war drums." Lady Jasmine when she saw her two guests had already left.
"No need to think about Jasmine. It's all done with the Fox Adois cartel. He's a sneaky at his game."
"Then what about you?" Jasmine clasped Bryan's hand, her head shaking, "This is really going to be a war between Bryan cartels. I'm afraid they're touching us."
"I'm hungry in there, let me take care of the guards. Why can they both go up to the second floor." Bryan's hand rubbed his stomach, his face did not show fear of his unanimous decision.
"Bryan, I'm serious."
"I'm more serious if I'm hungry Jasmine."
Jasmine grumbled angrily, "I cook first, never leave the house without a bodyguard. Take care of your mom too, if you need to bring them here."
Not even Jasmine's steps away towards the kitchen, Bryan pulled Jasmine's hand. "What else?" Ask Jasmine.
"You're worried about me?"
A long breath came out from Jasmine's nose. "There wouldn't be a cartel war if there wasn't me."
"So you're not afraid of losing me?" Bryan asked, his hand holding Jasmine's chin, lifting her up to be able to look into those sad eyes.
"I don't have a good reason to hold you down Bryan, but are you also going to leave me?"
Bryan laughed at Jasmine's reply. "Say you're scared, why do you feel so proud to say you love me Jasmine."
"I'm sorry." Jasmine bowed down again, "Just cook over there. I'll wait for you until you're completely honest. If you love me so much."
Jasmine smiled, tightly hugging Bryan's body. "Don't ever assume if I don't love you, Bryan, just leave it like this."
Jasmine had yet to see Bryan's smile, bald was already standing straight in front of Bryan. Heads shake.
"Sir, we have a lot to take care of." Evidently.
"Oh yeah, I won't leave you, cook there." Pinta Bryan again.
"Promise?" Jasmine's little finger was already standing up, Bryan picked her up. Her pink lips smiled, "Yes."
Jasmine and Bryan walked towards the bald, "Take good care of my husband Bald." Tell Jasmine, the Bald that heard her frowned. Bryan was just hinting to nod.
Jasmine's steps towards Tria. His eyes signaled to be on standby.
"Let's sir, urgent."
"All the guards, call Husein."
Bald nodded, patting Tria on the shoulder. Tria looked flinched. The clap shows that I know your passion with our master's wife.
"Have the ladies and gentlemen intended to have children?" Ask Bald pleasantries.
"I've been 29 years' No. Do you deserve to have a baby?" Bryan turned to ask Bald, as they both went down the stairs.
"I can't wait for you to have such a cute baby." Bald patted Bryan on the shoulder, his smile signaling something that wasn't okay.
"What's this?"
The room downstairs is really tacky. Many pieces of broken Chinese porcelain were strewn across the floor. Some bruised-faced guards.
"The Fox guard was blind before he left." Obviously Bald, "What's the matter sir, have you said it?"
"He'emm, clean this room. Baldy, pick up mom and dad." Tell Bryan, Bald nodded. With this quick step towards the black van in the front garage.
"Gather all the guards, meet me at 10 in the common room."
Bryan's step back to the top floor, until he reached the top of the stairs. "Tria, take strict guard on the second floor."
Tria who already knew could only nod, she herself was also troubled. His steps back to walk into the room "Don't go in except Bryan."
Jasmine who was busy cooking was no less upset with this precarious situation. Until the sharp blade touched Jasmine's skin "Awww..," drops of fresh blood dripped on the tip of Jasmine's left index finger. He took a sip, but he thought he had wandered by himself.
Only Tria can ask for help, but the ingredients are waving to ask immediately he dipped on a pan that has heated up.
Happy Reading 🤗
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Not up two days, the level has gone down. Ngenes really did 😞