Kiss The Rain's
New home, new spirit.

After the drama of chest tightening a week ago. Now Jasmine is in her new home, the house she chose with a minimalist design and a spacious back garden.

Smile sumringah as Jasmine finds out a pick up car is stopping in front of her house. Bring a lot of flower pots of ornamental plants from the residence Dika house. Yes, just before Jasmine left she asked Dika to escort all the ornamental plants to her new home. Since she didn't want to, there was someone else taking care of her ornamental plants. Although Dika initially refused because it was the only plant that Jasmine left in her house.

"Mang Ujang?" greet Jasmine.

"Non Jasmine." Sapa'an from Mang Ujang, a middle-aged lung man who takes care of the stables belonging to the Herlambang family.

"Non, I asked Mas Dika to deliver this plant."

"Hehehe, I've become troublesome to the Ujang mang. Please put it behind the house." Ask Jasmine to the old man.

"Well non, um.....,"

"Why mang?"

"Mang Ujang is sorry, non."

"Hehe, what the hell is mang. Never mind Jasmine not discussing that anymore, Dizziness." Jasmine smiled, it was time for disappointment to be reciprocated with a sense of sincerity that cooled the chest.

"Yes already mang Ujang put behind the house used to be non."

Jasmine simply nodded and passed into the house to make him drink Mang Ujang and one of his coworkers.

Finished preparing cold drinks and snacks, Jasmine headed to the back garden where Mang Ujang put all Jasmine ornamental plants. Smile expands when you know, none of the plants are left behind.

"Thank you mang, it's a drink and eaten first." Jasmine placed the tray on the table near the glass door.

"It's not even ngerepotin." Mang Ujang speaks Javanese.

"Jasmine sing snerepoti mang, wis at riyin's show." Replied in the same language.

After finishing eating the food and drinks that Jasmine served. Dika's man also said goodbye, not forgetting Jasmine slipped a severance sign of gratitude.

"Uchhhh, these lovely mommy kids. Growing up here." Jasmine spoke to the leaf that swayed in the wind and stroked her.

When moving in a new house, Jasmine has not completely rearranged the design of the house or arranged her luggage. All she thought about was Asmira staying in school, she thought other things could be done today or tomorrow.

However, even today Jasmine chose to lie casually on the sofa, she was confused about what the house would look like. The status he was holding right now also made Jasmine laugh amusedly. "I should call myself a yes, young mama of one child or widow of one child." Then his eyes glazed over.

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The repeated knocking of the door and the calling of the young widow's name made the woman in it open her eyes slowly. With a shunt he opened the white-painted door and opened it.

"When?" Jasmine rubbed her eyes, there was an ex-husband in front of her and a little girl who was in her carriage.

"Mommy..., Dad, put me down." Asmira whines to ask her father to come down and hug her mother.

"The homeroom teacher at Kindergarten Asmira called me. He's been waiting half an hour at his school." He explained why he was in his house.

"Gosh..., I'm sorry mommy Mira. Mommy fell asleep." Jasmine hugged Asmira and kissed her daughter's chubby cheeks.

"Mommy, you bought me a doughnut. Let's go in the new house." Mira pulls Dika's hand and invites him inside. But Dika's gaze looked into Jasmine's eyes.

"Come in first if you're not busy."

"All right."

"Asmira, let's change your clothes and wash your hands before eating." Jasmine and Asmira now climbed the stairs, as their rooms were both on the 2nd floor.

Dika sat in the dining room and stared at the entire contents of his ex-wife's house. There was nothing special in there except a family frame featuring portraits of her and Jasmine while doing maternity shots and portraits of her togetherness with her daughter. Smile expands.

"Dad, Mira has changed clothes and washed her hands. Let's get dad to eat his donuts." Take Mira when you are done down the stairs and run small towards Dika.

"Mommy's been.....,"

"What's looking for me, I'm not missing." Jasmine sneered, in fact Jasmine was just sitting on the stairs. He just didn't want to look at Dika for long.

"Who thinks you're missing, tomorrow again don't be late to pick up Mira!" Reply Dika who does not want to lose.

"What the hell, I just overslept."

"Sleep but 2 hours, what exactly are you doing at home?"

"You don't need to know." Jasmine turned her head.

"Mommy, dad..., let's accompany Asmira to a doughnut, otherwise Mira will spend it." The little girl had heard only the babbling of her mother and father. Because the two of them often clash their mouths without increasing intonation and sound mediocre according to Asmira.

"Yes dear."

"What do you want to drink?" How amused Jasmine indeed called Dika by the name of 'mas'. Usually he would only call by saying his name if there was no daughter.

"Mass?" Dika smiled with. "Tumben you call me mas?" Ask Dika.

"It's just a charade." Jasmine whispered.

"You made me tickle with your whispers." A faint smile grinned on his face.

"Huft."

"Mommy, dad is like that. Dad is a bitch. But I love us mom." Asmira answered as she chewed on a doughnut with a chocolate whisker that filled the mouth of her little daughter.

"Don't talk while you're eating." Decree Dika.

"Sorry." Asmira lowered her head and continued to eat the chocolate donuts and occasionally drank the water that Jasmine had prepared.

"Mira honey, you need to take a nap." Tell Jasmine when she saw Asmira had spent 2 doughnuts in chocolate and cheese.

"Dad, accompany me to take a nap." A little girl with her eyes.

"Mira, just mommy who accompanied you to take a nap. I'm busy, I have to go back to the store." It's out of Jasmine's control if Dika agrees to her daughter's request.

"Let me accompany her for a while, won't put her to sleep for long." Dika stood up and held his eldest daughter.

"Where's Mira's room?" Ask Dika who has climbed the stairs.

"She slept with me." Jasmine precedes Dika to show where their room is.

"Come in, I'll wait outside." Jasmine simply opened the door and stood in front of the door.

"Mommy let's go in, let's accompany Mira to take a nap."

"Oh Asmira this really is out of mommy's control." Jasmine grumbled in annoyance, she had to make a show in front of her daughter to look like a whole family.

"Alright, alright. You.....,!" Jasmine's eyes coded for Dika to know her limits now.

"Yes yes, I was just accompanying Asmira to sleep."

Dika laid Asmira on the bed, and she also went to lie down to hug her little daughter and rubbed her daughter's curls. It really made Jasmine who was lying on the left side of Asmira stiffened.

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