Kiss The Rain's
Amanda's Request.

After his return from the headquarters, Jasmine and Raka decided to return home when it was already dusk.

Leaving Tria with a bunch of people she doesn't recognize at all. But Tria who has a polite and not pleasant character this makes anyone rather reluctant to work on it.

As per Jasmine's direction on the scouting team, Tria became a new member on that team. He actually told me everything he had heard from the eavesdroppers over the past 4 days and the movement of Shally's car that was only at home.

Which can be interpreted, Bryan is also still in that place.

"Record the coordinates and home address. Record everything that becomes the main point of their movement." The command of the head of the surveillance team.

"Ready."

"Who's your name, young man?" Ask Candra, the name of the chief scout.

"Tria, sir."

"You're the same as surrendering yourself to Tria's lion's den. How big is your guts?" Candra walked over to Tria. His sturdy body that was only wrapped in t-shirts and casual pants made Tria slightly rewind her steps.

Tria was just speechless, she had already prepared the attacking horses if Candra wanted to start a venture of deceit.

"Looks great and your guts too!" Candra laughs.

"I'm just doing my job."

"Task! Ahaha!" Candra patted Tria on the shoulder, "The scout should be observant, not a prank and your eyes should be was was."

Together the bullet casings shot out from behind Tria. He managed to dodge, a horny bullet piercing the wall.

"Hahaha, it's not wrong that Jasmine chose you to be the scouting team. Go back to your room, your job is done tonight." Candra turned to stare at the big screen in front of her. The coordinates of Fox Adois's house are marked, only to accept the order of movement and complete the strong evidence to capture the second largest cartel after the Nicolas cartel.

*

At the Jayantaka residence, Jasmine had already finished cleaning herself. Now he only wears t-shirts and pants. He smiled when he found his clothes when young still stored neat and clean in his wardrobe.

All the families seemed to be getting ready for dinner, the dining table this time was ordered with an unreasonable number of seats.14 seats along with an oval table that was five meters long.

"Everything's gathered, what are you waiting for?" Raka starts to get upset when her father doesn't start the dinner ritual right away.

"Wait for my granddaughter."

"Amira?"

"He'em, this morning Dika asked permission to have dinner together here."

"Lack of work anyway he, eating just have to move places." Raka thaws.

"Let it go, maybe she misses your sister."

"Curtain!" Jasmine shakes. "Don't just talk to me!"

"Hahaha, I'd like to talk to you later. Can you meet my little daughter?"

"He'emm."

Until shortly, the Dika family came. Surely Dika also invited his parents. The children had already rushed to the living room, rummaging through toys and running around.

Jasmine who saw Herlambang and Rina coming, with quick steps she came to her former in-laws. "Mom, Dad." Jasmine changed into hugging both of Dika's parents.

"Mom misses you, Jasmine." Lina held back Jasmine's embrace. "Mom misses you."

"Jasmine misses too, Mother. Let's go straight to the dinner table, ma'am. Everyone is waiting."

Now it was Herlambang's turn to look at Jasmine, he did not expect if he ever got the daughter-in-law of an Intel member.

"What's dad?" Jasmine asked as she walked into the dining room.

"Hahaha, no Jasmine. I just didn't think there was cowboy blood running through my granddaughter's blood."

"Hahaha, are you still riding?"

"Still, I'm educating Asmira to be a little equestrian."

"Haha, someday she'll be a cool girl. It'll be hard to look after her."

"Hahaha, certainly not Jasmine. You also have to equip your daughter with martial arts and shoot like you."

"Ha-ha-ha." Jasmine just laughed.

Arriving at the dinner table, all are ready with their own plates.

"Okay, have a quiet dinner. No one talks and spends what you've taken." Kamto started taking rice and his friends. Followed by other family members.

Jasmine did not escape from the sauce pedak fish and boiled spinach made by her mother. It takes with a fairly large portion. Until Dika's eyes continued to observe Jasmine's movements.

Dinner's over, now everyone's free to talk.

All move to the living room, where Prince and Jeannice are playing. Jasmine's passionate homesickness and guilt left Prince making her a little hesitant to approach her second child.

Jasmine knew the child had forgotten about her, until Amanda who saw the restless Jasmine began to hold the Prince closer to Jasmine.

"Prince's an active kid, needs something to calm him down." Amanda put Prince in the lap of her birth mother. Prince feels alien to the woman he never met. Makes him scared.

"Ma.y..,"

"Ma.y..,"

His little hand had already grabbed Amanda's hand. Don't want to let go, "Sorry Brother."

Jasmine covered her grief with a small laugh.

"It's okay Manda, let him play with Jeannice."

Prince quickly runs towards Jeannice who plays with Adelle and Raka.

"They're like twins, everything bought in the same dika slalu just different colors and motifs." Amanda sat next to Jasmine telling her about her two different twin babies.

"You must be troubled to take care of them, I'm sorry."

Amanda had a little laugh.

"I have a baby sitter. A little help me, while Asmira is more often at Opa Omanya's house."

"What did Asmira do while I was away, Manda?"

"Riding, main, follow her father to the mall. Even now he also wants to take singing lessons to be like his father."

"Has she been sad when I haven't been back all this time?"

"It's only been a month when my sister has no news. Asmira and Dika are like living unwillingly, let alone dying."

Jasmine laughs.

"Thank you for taking good care of the kids, Manda. I'm only here two days, after this I'll be gone again."

"Where's sis?"

"Continuing the mission."

"Aren't you sorry for Asmira?"

Then Jasmine looked at Asmira who was busy staring at the television screen. Accompany Dika beside him.

"Let me talk to her later."

"Sister, he was wondering if he could play with his sister in the mall with Dika mas. Spend two days with them."

Amanda pleads with crib.

"You're crazy Manda, how can you let your husband play with his ex-wife." Jasmine raised her tone, surprised by Amanda's request.

"For Asmira's sake, I know that Dika misses Brother too."

"You're crazy Manda, I have a husband too."

"Just two days, I also want to see Dika happy."

"Printing you Manda! You kill your own feelings. You're crazy, you should be the one who can make Dika happy."

"Only for Asmira's sake, brother, I beg you. Two days with them both."

Jasmine ruffled her hair. Frustrated, the two days he did choose to be home, he wanted to spend his time with the family he missed. But her little daughter also expected the wholeness of her parents which was clearly recorded in the memory of her brain.

"Alright, let Asmira sleep with me. Bring it home!"

"Sister! In the mall there is a hotel that is rented. You can spend time together there."

"Hahaha, alright. But remember carefully, Manda. I don't like Dika, my heart is filled with someone. Remember well!"

Amanda nodded.

Jasmine let out a long breath.

Amanda's nothing more than a crazy woman like me. I used to sacrifice Dika for her, now she willingly let Dika be with me even if only for the sake of our daughter's happiness. He's nuts! She sold her feelings for the happiness of her husband.