Kiss The Rain's
black forest's.

Saturday morning, exactly two in the morning. Jasmine awoke from her night of sleep.

He closed his eyes, then looked at Bryan who was snoring softly.

Jasmine smiled, confirming Bryan's blanket that had already been blown apart.

I don't know how I got this crazy with you. The man I once made one of my trigger-happy targets. What if you were to die, I might lose the man who got me drunk. The cup!

Jasmine kissed Bryan, smiling.

Thank you for coming into my life in a way I never understood. The universe is so beautiful, so beautiful when you are with you.

Jasmine got out of bed slowly. Walking around like running away from a sleeping bear.

His feet moved towards the kitchen.

His smile expanded, when he found that the black forest cake made by Rose was still half left. Jasmine greedily ate it mercilessly, time and time again she circulated her eyes. Afraid that someone might catch him eating cake in the morning.

Rose Mardiani made a birthday cake for her husband Anthony Nicolas. Black forest with red strawberries on top. Actually this afternoon they had eaten it together, Jasmine felt less, but she was reluctant to ask for it again. Because the cake is not his.

Right at two o'clock past thirty minutes this Jasmine felt full, the last mouthful landing on her mouth. With great difficulty Jasmine chewed on the cake full of her mouth. He almost choked.

He quickly picked up the glass and poured water in it. As she turned around, Jasmine choked even more.

Husein was standing with a baseball bat.

Their gazes clashed.

Silent.

Jasmine quickly swallowed the cake and drank some water. But from then on the view did not stop looking at Hussein.

"What are you doing Jasmine's mother?" Ask Hussein.

Jasmine shook her head, but her eyes were fixed on the dining table. The plates and spoons are still lying around leaving a trail.

"That's Papa's cake, why is it eaten? You want to be a thief?" Husein asked again as his hands were patting the baseball bat.

Jasmine shakes. His footsteps gradually retreated, away from Husien who was moving closer to him.

"What less? The piece of cake for you is bigger than a birthday person." Clearly again while approaching Jasmine who was caught off guard like a rat.

"If papa eats too much sweet, then Papa can be diabetic." Jasmine defended herself.

"Reason!" Husein got closer to Jasmine, until the woman who became his sister's wife felt cornered.

"I'm hungry, so I eat the cake." Jasmine was embarrassed.

"Hahaha, look at your face. Is this like a mother eating."

Husein puffed up Jasmine's face, rubbing the vanilla cream against Jasmine's lips.

Jasmine riveted.

Silent.

Nobody starts the conversation.

Until Husein who realized the awkwardness started the conversation that shocked Jasmine.

"Go back to sleep, I'll keep this a secret." Husein tidied up the spoon, dishes and washed them.

Jasmine nodded, leaving Husein a sweet smile.

He's why, weird. I thought he was gonna hit me. Then what was it, did I have to clean my lips with his thumb. Huh, sassy!

Jasmine muttered as she closed the door of the room. He still finds Bryan sleeping well.

Slowly, Jasmine crawled onto the bed. He buried his body under the blanket.

Excuse me.

Jasmine hugged Bryan's body, the man wriggled and returned Jasmine's embrace.

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Sunday morning.

"Dear wake up." Many times the shocks on Jasmine's body did not wake her up.

"Wake up baby, it's Sunday morning. Aglonema, red star clade, elephant ears, and Monst...."

Jasmine's body awoke upon remembering the ornamental plant of her wish.

"I've woken up Bry."

His babble with eyes still closed.

Bryan chuckled at his wife's silly behavior.

"It's eight o'clock, baby, when you wake up too late."

Um, um...,

"Sorry Bry, I'm tired."

"You're sure, so we don't go to the hospital and buy ornamental plants of your desire?"

Jasmine furrowed her forehead, "I'll get excited for it."

Bryan smiled, "Bite and have breakfast. Mom and Dad were let go this morning." Clearly while tucking Jasmine's hair child.

"Mama cooked earlier?"

"Yes, mom was also looking for leftover cake yesterday. But there's no more."

Jasmine's eyes were round.

Um, um...,

"Why were you just um, um... Is there anything you want to talk to me about? Or....,"

"Aren't you the babe who ate Papa's cake?"

Bryan smiled a mocking smile.

Jasmine's eyes were piqued.

"Hahaha, funny face. I'm sure you're not the one who ate that much cake. Take a shower."

Jasmine breathed a sigh of relief, she quickly headed towards the direction of the bathroom.

Finish packing and dressing up. Jasmine headed for the dining room.

Looks still available breakfast in the morning at the dining table. Cheese sandwich with fresh lettuce and beef grilled tomato sauce on top.

Uhmmm, "It looks like it's delicious. Plus spicy mayonnaise is more delicious."

Jasmine smiled, it didn't take long for the sandwich to run out, not to mention the glass of warm chocolate milk flowing through Jasmine's esophagus as the end of her late morning breakfast.

"Bryan..," Call her tight.

"Bryan, I'm ready." Call again.

"Bryan...!!!"

Three calls with no answer.

Jasmine pursed her lips. "Bryan lied."

With gontai steps Jasmine walked towards the stairs.

"Male...,"

"Yes, Madam." Tria's footsteps walked quickly to the top of the stairs.

"Tria, have you seen my Bryan?"

Bryanku's.

Tria almost laughed at Jasmine's chattering.

"Mr Bryan is downstairs, preparing the car and bodyguards to escort the Madam and Master later."

Clearly Tria calmed Jasmine who was showing a grim face.

"You sure you're not lying to me, Tria?"

Tria shook her head, along with that Bryan climbed the stairs.

"What's wrong?"

Jasmine hugged Bryan, "I thought you were lying and left me Bry."

Bryan did not answer, instead he threw his gaze at Tria who flicked her shoulder.

"I'm just heating up the car while waiting for you to finish breakfast, baby. Ready already?"

Jasmine nodded.

"All right, come on." Take Bryan down the stairs. Jasmine did not take off the link of her hand on Bryan's arm at all.

Arriving in Bryan's white Jeep Wrangler, "We're going to the hospital first or to the plant seller." Jasmine asked as she linked the seat belt in her body.

"Where do you want? Today is your day, baby."

"We went to the plant seller first, Bry."

Bryan nodded, stuck the gas pedal and came out of his hiding gate. For the first time in a week, they both left the house. Breathe fresh air and look back at the city streets.

"Many changes in this town as long as I'm just at home huh Bry." Jasmine unceasingly circulated her gaze looking at the entire cityscape.

"City is getting denser babe a lot of new landers, new malls. Including the two malls your ex-husband set up."

"When?"

"He'emm, he's the newest young businessman in town. Including his singing career also skyrocketed."

"really?"

"Yes, are you sorry you divorced him?"

Jasmine glared, "What are you talking about Bry, I'm more sorry if dad used to kill her."

"So you don't regret divorcing her?"

Jasmine shook her head, "The children must be proud of their father and hate me now."

"Hey.., no one hates you baby. Believe it."

"But what if Asmira hates me?"

"Your daughter is a smart girl, and your family pays a lot of attention to her. Calm down, forgive me."

"Why apologize?"

"Because I kept you away from your children."

"But you helped me Bry."

"Build you forget him?"

"I'll thank you for that, promise me not to be like her."

Brakk, brakk!!!!

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