Kiss The Rain's
Ugly woman?

"Sir, I'm hungry." How embarrassed Jasmine was when she said that, she could not help herself if she was hungry. If you remember there is the fruit of their love in Jasmine's womb.

"They?" Dika frowns in wonder, it could be that this woman only calls her name when they have not officially divorced.

"Yes Dik, your name is Dika?" Jasmine was indifferent to the cold gaze of her ex-husband's 'candidate.

"Why not baby or baby, Hmm....,?" Ask Dika.

"You should get used to calling me Jasmine after tomorrow's hammer knock. I don't want Gono Gini's treasure at all, you just need to prepare the inheritance for Asmira."

"You have the right to take the will you made. I know, I'd be angry again if I knew about this matter and he would take care of the will and inheritance for Asmira."

"Truly I don't want that, brother. There's still you and Asmira, maybe your son."

"My son later?" She looked at Jasmine.

"Yes, your son will be with Amanda."

"You can't just talk to Jasmine!" Dika slightly pressed his tone.

"Hahaha, how long will you hide Dika, I already know." The woman's eyes implied disappointment. He did not expect at all, his men could give new wounds.

"I want to part with you well. I used to choose to stay with you because there was Asmira. But not this time! As soon as you need yourself, your son will need you. Let Asmira accompany me. You can meet him on the weekend. I know it's hard for me or for you. But you chose this path yourself. I can't force you to love me, knit our happiness. I can't hold you anymore, Dika." Jasmine again cried sobbing, She had to hold back the hunger and performed a show later in front of Asmira. How ironic.

There was no answer from the man beside Jasmine. His eyes were just staring at the streets. Redeeming the city streets. Every now and then the hand clasped tightly on the steering wheel displayed a sense of resentment and anger.

Now the car has stopped at a cafe, they walk hand in hand but like a couple who are marahan. Not holding hands or talking.

"Why don't you take me to the cafe instead of the beach, it sucks. Going all the way to the beach just makes me cry." Jasmine sneered at Dika as her body had already landed on the sofa.

"I used to promise to take you camping to the beach, but I didn't do it." Answer Dika.

"Because you're busy cheating!" skakmarts.

The Religious court.

It appears that the two people have been sitting neatly, making a forced smile knot. Forcing yourself to look okay. All witnesses including Kamto's father (father Jasmine) are present at the trial. There is no way of peace or mediation. The hammer beat was as if to witness the breakup of both parties who had knit love.

Jasmine and Dika shook hands, hugging each other. Say goodbye. Now they become strangers and it is only in front of Asmira that they are sweet and kind.

Last night before this morning's hearing. Jasmine tidied her things into a sizable suitcase. None of her belongings she left behind, because this house 'maybe' will be in Amanda's residence after her disappearance. His eyes stared at the pile of flannel shirts Dika belonged to, a nosy smile developing perfectly. Without a second thought, Jasmine stuffed the flannel shirt into her suitcase. "Just let him be confused looking for his shirt, feel this retribution from me." Jasmine laughed gigglingly as a mischievous idea seeped into her mind.

"Mommy, why are my clothes in the suitcase, where are we going?" Asmira asked when she found her mother was cleaning her clothes and left a few piles of clothes and toys on a special shelf.

"Why mom, am I happy to stay here?" Ask Asmira again.

"We want to go to the new house dear, which there is no ugly woman (Miss K). It's not that you cry a lot because you see Miss K in this house. In the new house no Miss K would dare to bother you." Inevitably Jasmine had to kink in front of her daughter with trivial reasons. It is true, Miss K who is in the tree of the front of the house Dika often shows his form even though only a little.

"But my horse how's mom?"

"You can go to the house of Opa emblem on weekends or holidays."

"Then dad? Are you coming with us?" A question Jasmine had a hard time answering. Again he had to lie.

"Listen to dear mommy, I'm busy taking care of the new mall for you. You want an amusement park, right? I'm building it for you. So dad will be busy. You can meet your father when you have free time."

"Mommy doesn't lie, does she?"

"No honey I'm mira, mommy doesn't lie. You're still in school at the same place." Jasmine knelt down, hugged her little girl. "mommy can't be honest with you baby, if mommy and dad are going to split up. mommy just wants you to get the same affection. Grow up to be a strong little girl." Jasmine tightened her embrace. Today was the last night he slept in a room that bore silent witness to the intimacy he and Dika had.

***

"What's the matter, Jasmine, why are you carrying so many suitcases?" Ask Rina's mother when she saw her son-in-law put a lot of luggage in the car and there is a pick-up car that transports Asmira toy boxes.

"Mom, Jasmine said yes. I'm sorry if Jasmine hasn't been a good daughter-in-law. I'm sorry if Jasmine used to bother you to take care of Asmira. Forgive Jasmine Ma'am." Jasmine hugged her mother-in-law, while sobbing.

"What's up Jasmine? If you have a problem with Dika why not talk about it first." Rina's mother was still confused, why Jasmine was saying goodbye and carrying so many suitcases.

"Me and Dika are officially divorced tomorrow."

"Well, is that really you!? Mom's eyes looked in disbelief.

"True ma'am, tomorrow's my last hearing and Jasmine are officially divorced." She answered without seeing her mother's eyes. She knew her mother would be disappointed if she found out her son was doing something again.

"What is this, what is it that you are suddenly divorced. Didn't you guys get along with Asmira?" Rina's mother was crying over the decision of her children, the one-clouded woman kept sobbing.

"You Dika, surely you're the one who made trouble!? I can't stop thinking, can't you control yourself in front of that woman, huh!?" Lina's mother is getting out of control.

"It's mom, it's all happened. And I'll get another grandchild from that woman. I won't be lonely." Yes Jasmine still remembers it, if Rina's mother is lonely if there is no Asmira or other family who accompany her.

"What! grandchildren!? You're Dika." Plakk, a hard slap hit Dika's cheek. The emblem father who heard the conversation was quite furious. He could no longer hold back his anger when he found out Dika was again embarking on the betrayal with the daughter of the emblematic father's relative.

"It's dad, it's all happened. Jasmine pumpkin. Thank you for being a good parent to me. Thank you for taking care of Asmira." Jasmine bowed and passed away. For a moment he walked up to Dika, said something and pointed towards the house and ended up with a hug.