Kiss The Rain's
Starting mission (2)

Shortly after driving his car out of Dika's palace. Jasmine stopped in front of the house she had been away from for a year. How surprised when he found his house still looks neat and clean like it has been cared for by someone.

I've only been living here for a few months, but the memories with Prince make me miss.

Jasmine sat in the hallway in front of her house, looking at the verdant leaves.

The time has shown at nine pm, it is common if RT sir likes to go around the complex to order siskamling members to maintain their complex.

He was surprised when he found a woman sitting daydreaming in front of the house that he knew had long been invisible to the trunk of his nose.

"Mr.., mbak...,"

Jasmine flirting, "Yes...,"

"Well, the night of daydreaming. Later if the tambet mango tree dwellers next to how mbak."

"Well, that's good, Mr. RT, let all young mangoes be brought." Jasmine smiled.

Mr. RT observed Jasmine carefully from behind the round glasses she was wearing. "The owner of this house, right, has gone home from work mbak?"

"Work?" Forehead Jasmine wrinkled.

"Yes mbak, there is a man who said to be a cleaner of this house. Ma'am is away working out of town, so three times a week she likes someone to clean it up."

"Who, sir, do you know his name?" Jasmine's tone was curious.

Mr. RT just flicked his shoulder. "The guy just smiles every time I ask him what his name is."

"Okay sir, thanks for the info. I'm just here for a minute. I'm going home soon."

"Okay, I want to go around the complex again."

Jasmine smiled and nodded.

What the man meant by Dika. Because only he has the keys to this house. Holy hooch! What I should do.

Jasmine walked towards her car, she turned to look at the house she had longed for with her two children.

The night had been late with a different story for each puppet that was playing its part.

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The next morning at the Jayantaka residence. Jasmine continued to follow Kamto who ignored her.

"Dad please bless me with Bryan."

"Dad, I beg you."

Jasmine clenched her hands together, groveling, begging her father's heart to soften.

"Let the man ask for my blessing. Rise up and don't beg like a beggar of love!"

"Well if you don't want to help me, I don't want to go back to this house anymore."

Jasmine stood up, putting her feet on the floor.

I really have to come to Dika again, damn it! My pride will fall in the hands of the man I once loved.

Jasmine rushed towards her room, putting in her clothes and other combat equipment. Now he is confused not having money and savings to just eat.

Jasmine opened every drawer in her bedroom, thankfully she was able to find the wallet she left first with her cell phone.

"Yeyyy, you're still neatly tucked away." Jasmine opened her wallet.

"Still, so Raka didn't steal my money." Jasmine chuckled, just another one that Jasmine needed to face. The arrogance of her father and that bitch Dika.

Bhagawanta Hotels.

Jasmine walked towards the receptionist, she said the number Dika said last night.

"Have you made an appointment with Mr Dika?" This receptionist named Dea looked at Jasmine full of probing.

"Tell him, I saw him last night at home."

"Well, wait a minute let me call Mr. Dika."

Jasmine nodded. It didn't take long for the receptionist to hand over the keys in front of Jasmine.

"Thank you, if you don't mind ordering lunch for me too."

The receptionist glanced sharply at Jasmine. "Sorry mom please order yourself to the restaurant section."

"Here just do my orders, if you don't want to be unemployed."

Dea grumbled, Actually he who the heck, casually met Mr. Dika who was married in the hotel room again. Is he a lakor.

Dea shut her mouth in disbelief.

"Well, you seem to want to be my next target."

Jasmine placed the black revolver in front of the reception desk.

"You mean I'm a seductress. Hahaha, you just ask your boss who I am."

Jasmine pulled out her gun again and stretched her legs towards room number 58.

Rather than lose a decent salary, I'd better close the secret meeting of the big boss scandal.

Dea rang the restaurant's special phone and ordered some kind of lunch for Jasmine.

After a few minutes, Dea saw his boss step on his feet plus a widened smile.

"Where is this woman?"

"It's in the room, sir." Dea looked down respectfully.

"All right, give me the spare key."

"Okay sir, please." Dea handed the key to Dika's face.

Crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy, I really can't resist this big secret. But I'm also afraid that I'm gonna have to shoot that woman. Arghhh.

Dea ruffled her own hair.

Clamps.

The door opened, and Jasmine was sitting cross-legged on the sofa.

"Why are you carrying such a big bag, baby?"

"Dad doesn't approve of me with Bryan. So I went and accepted your offer last night."

He laughed with laughter.

"So you're out!"

"You could say so."

"Oh come on, until you fight to get your husband back, baby."

"Because I love her!"

"If you love her you won't be alone with a man who isn't your husband in a hotel room." Dika approached Jasmine who was barking. The man was still smiling sweetly.

"You're still a bitch!"

Jasmine stood waving her satchel.

"Where is Jasmine Adriana!" Shouted Dika scooped up Jasmine's bag and slammed her on the bed.

"I'm fine asking you to help me, you don't realize I'm doing that because I wanted to forget you!" Jasmine spoke in a fiery manner.

"You've forgotten me, and then you've come back to my life and asked me to help you. It's not fair if I don't get anything from you." Dika pulls Jasmine to the bed, throwing back Jasmine's bag that makes her unable to move freely.

"I'm not a cheap woman who gives up the body if she wants something." Jasmine pushed Dika's body with great difficulty.

"I'm pregnant with Dika, what do you want to do." Jasmine screamed as Dika's body was already on top of her.

"Not a small amount of money do you provide for your husband's guard family. Anyway you're pregnant and your husband's going to jail. The money from your motel doesn't cover all your living expenses, Jasmine."

Dika held Jasmine's leg with her foot.

As strong as Jasmine struggled she remained defeated by Dika's increasingly sturdy body, "I'm not forcing you to hand over my land certificate again. Let go of me, Dika. You scare me." Jasmine's tears began to pacify.

Until the sound of his room bell made Dika stand tidying up his messy shirt.

My chance to escape, I'm stupid to be in Dika's trap, a shitty creature.

He got out of bed and walked to the door. While Jasmine also rushed to stand up to whisk her bag off. He was waiting for Dika to let his guard down and the door of the room opened.

Dika was chatting with the service room that brought Jasmine lunch.

Dika looks for Jasmine who is not in her bed.

Shit, where is he hiding.

Waving his hand drove the service room and pulled the food trolley into the room. Simultaneously Jasmine ran swiftly out of the hotel room.

Jasmine!!!

Dika kicked the food trolley until the VIP food fell scattered.

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Cieee added sebel with mas Dika ya. 🤭🤭🤭

But Dika was good, really. ⁇ ️

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