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"Raka...,"

Jasmine turned around when she found her sister running while stretching out her hands. He cupped Jasmine's body riveted.

"Sister..., sister.., this is really Jasmine's sister." Raka tightened her embrace. She did not feel like her sister was back at an unexpected time. "Sister, I miss you. I really miss you, brother." Raka sobbed, Jasmine who found the little sister who had been teasing her could only smile.

"MOM, DAD, ADELLE, WAKE UP BROTHER BACK!" Raka yells.

"Raka, brother's ears hurt." Jasmine took off her embrace. Rubbing her ears while smiling.

"Sister, let's go inside." Raka pulled Jasmine's hand tightly as if she was afraid that her brother would disappear again.

The lights of the house that had been dim, now the light began to illuminate the five people who were sitting in the guest chair.

Kamto was still stunned to find his daughter back. He could only stand still while looking at the tip of his foot up to Jasmine's head.

Ani who had resigned her daughter was not found, now crying so badly. Her tears filled the living room. "My son is back, my son is back." Hysterical tone.

"Mom, dad, I'm fine. Look." Look." Jasmine tried to calm her parents.

"I'll be back just for a little while, I need your help on a delayed mission."

"NO!"

Kamto's breaking the table. "No more missions!"

"But father." Jasmine was bowed, when she found her father's red face holding back the anger and fear that enveloped her.

"No but-but'an, go back to your room!" Kamto stood up leaving Jasmine speechless. While Ani's mother just shook her head, tightly grasping Jasmine's hand.

"But I'm pregnant." He was heard by the three people who were still silent.

"Pregnant?"

Jasmine nodded.

"Who's been impregnating brother, then where's sister been all this time?"

Raka who still looked more stable her emotions began to thwart Jasmine with various questions.

"Sister married the man who was the target of our mission 1 year ago. Brother married her and lives in this city." Obviously Jasmine who increasingly makes the whole house shocked.

"Married and pregnant with the drug kingpin's man?"

Jasmine nodded, then she sat down in front of her sister's feet.

"Help brother to pick up my husband, Raka. Help sister find her." Jasmine cuckold.

"Sister! Enough's enough! Stand up." Raka lifted Jasmine's body and sat her down on the sofa chair.

"Tell me all!" Tell Raka with a furious tone.

"Sister is a prisoner and his wife is his sir, that's all the sisters did to protect you, including Dika and her family." Jasmine let out a rude sigh, "For a year big brother only stayed in his house. Only twice my brother left the house, if we didn't go to the hospital. Maybe you won't come back to this house."

Jasmine looked at her mother who was still sobbing, whereas Adelle could only shut her mouth tightly, stunned.

"Three days ago we had an accident on the expressway, the little dog accidentally hit our car and took it away."

Jasmine. While Raka just fell silent digesting her brother's explanation.

"That's it, if you won't help me. I'll pick him up myself."

"Who's the little squat? And for what reason did you look for him?"

"Little bajing who wants to reclaim brother's happiness. There's no other reason than my brother loving her." Jasmine stood up, wiping her tears in disbelief. If his family refuses a mission that will help him reclaim the father of the baby in his womb.

"Alright, give me time to persuade dad. It's not easy for us to go on a mission, of course you know for yourself the reason."

Jasmine nodded. He moved his foot into the room he had left for so long.

*

The next morning at the Kamto Jayantaka residence.

"Jasmine.., Jasmine...!" Shouts from a Dika.

Desus who circulates if Jasmine returns home, heard up to Dika's house. The next morning Dika who was surprised and happy, invited all his family to visit the residence of his former father-in-law.

Jasmine who heard her name was summoned by someone who had once planted a wound in her heart, walked out the room lazily.

"Mommy..," Asmira ran out her arms. Jasmine swiftly encompassed the body of her little girl.

"Mommy's home." Asmira buries her face around Jasmine's neck, "Mommy, Mira misses mommy. Mommy let's go home with Mira and dad." His speech is raucous accompanied by the cry of a child.

Jasmine looked at Dika confusedly, she did not know she had to answer her daughter's wishes. His son Prince ran with Jeannice in the living room.

"Mira, mommy just got home. Mommy needs a break." Dika tries to take off her daughter's embrace with Jasmine. But Asmira still whines not to be separated from her mother.

"Mommy also misses Asmira. I'm sorry mommy just got home, I'm sorry mommy." Jasmine rubbed her daughter's back. A sense of regret also enveloped his heart.

"Aww...., Prince!!!" Asmira screamed as her sister forced her curly hair.

"Mommy..," Asmira whines spoiled with her mother.

"Haha, your nosy sister turns out. Come on baby join the others." Jasmine takes Asmira with her to join the others in the living room.

There was indeed no dispute that occurred after the divorce of Dika and Jasmine. They all become a supportive family.

"Mommy, don't go again." Asmira did not want to stay away from her mother, she continued to stick next to Jasmine's body.

As much as possible Jasmine covered her grief. Kamto, Ani, Adelle, Raka, Dika, Amanda, Asmira, Prince, and Jeannice stared at Jasmine questionnaires.

"Do you guys look at me like that, do I look old?" Jasmine groped her face.

"How old are you?"

"How's brother doing?"

"Where is that man?"

"Why was your forehead bruised and injured?"

"Mommy, take a walk later."

"Where have you been all this time?" Dika ended the back-to-back questions for Jasmine.

"Are you turning into a journalist?"

"ANSWER!!!"

As they bombarded Jasmine.

"I'm good, I'm happy. I'm not going anywhere. I'm still in town with you guys."

"How old are you?" An indifferent Kamto begins to pity when last night Raka tells a lot about her brother during his disappearance.

"Four weeks' walk."

"Mommy's pregnant again, mommy's gonna have a baby sister?" Asmira was seen protesting with her tone.

"Hehe, yeah honey you're gonna have another baby sister."

Asmira pouted, "I'm tired of being mommy's sister, I'm tired!" His protest that made the adults chuckle to hear him.

"Prince's naughty mom, Jeannice also likes to take my dolls from uncle."

"Uncle?" All squinted his forehead.

"Then did you buy a doll for Asmira?"

Raka just shook her head.

"So uncle who bought you a doll?"

Everyone was waiting for Asmira's answer.

"Oh, Uncle Bry." He replied slowly, while hiding on Jasmine's back.

"Uncle Bry."

Jasmine looked jolted.

"Bryan's."

"How could that man touch my granddaughter!" Kamto raised his tone.

"Dad!"

Jasmine incubates.

"Bryan didn't hurt Asmira and Prince at all, he promised me."

Jasmine did not accept her husband in one eye. Although he was a young drug kingpin, he never hurt Jasmine or her family.

"Originally you know, I pawned my body to protect you. I sold myself like prostitution*r for my husband. I did it for you!"

Jasmine cried, quickly running towards her room. Everyone was shocked to hear Jasmine.

"Can you hold back first?" He walked into Jasmine's room.

"Open the door, Jasmine. Open it." He knocked on the door many times.

Amanda said, "It's a big deal, Brother Jasmine, it takes time. We can come back later."

"No, Manda. I need to talk to him." Cold Dika answered.

"Sir Jasmine needs space, leave her alone first. Better just ask Raka or Adelle the truth." Amanda tried to convince Dika who was upset during the abandonment by Jasmine.

"Sorry." Dika stops knocking on the door of the room which was once a silent witness when his lust and love stirred up to Jasmine.

"Mira, have you ever met Uncle Bry?" Raka asked, while holding my nephew.

"Only once was Uncle Raka."

"Where?"

"At school, Uncle Bry became a singing art teacher. Uncle gave me a lot of presents, he said I look like mommy."

Raka fell silent. As soon as people heard Asmira's story about Bryan.

"Well Asmira, play with your sisters." Raka took Asmira down from her thigh.

"Uncle, what is prostitution*r? Why is mommy crying?"

Everyone looked perplexed hearing the innocent question of the little girl in front of him.

Now Raka's gaze was fixed on Kamto's father.

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