Kiss The Rain's
Chapter 89.

Two days they spent together, just in the room and occasionally out to go to the pantry. The mischievous Jasmine always teases Bryan to touch important parts of his body. In addition to the bottom that is still risky to connect.

Right today the pickup car came, banging on Jasmine's room with a bang.

"Open the door, brother, open it!"

"Curtain! It sucks." Inside Jasmine's room grumbled as her sister interrupted Bryan's bathing process.

Jasmine who did not want to be disturbed also ignored her sister who had lost her voice.

"Darling, he sucks. He's bothering us, not even seven o'clock this morning." Jasmine to her husband. Bryan only smiled as he felt the cold wind that hit the valley and infiltrated through the open window. The aroma of rice fields and the vapors of morning dew are so beautiful.

Finished with the equipment, Jasmine and Bryan left the room. They both found Raka and Husein standing in the doorway.

"It's so long."

"Sorry sister, I was bathing my husband. So sorry if it's long." Jasmine was without feeling guilty.

"Here you go, farewell time is already underway at the headquarters warehouse. There are a lot of reporters waiting."

"Journalist. Meanin?" Jasmine asked in confusion.

"Basic is not up to date! News of the arrest of the largest cartel in our country came to the surface, the news was widespread, until the relationship between sister and Dika was made public. That's why a lot of reporters want to cover brother."

Jasmine who was shocked to hear Raka's explanation could only look at Bryan who had only smiled, for some reason lately Jasmine often found Bryan with a smile that was difficult to understand.

"Nobody divulged the slightest bit of brother's marriage to Bryan. Don't let the media."

"Why?"

"If the court finds out, it will complicate the trial later. You two behave accordingly. Let us handle the interview with the reporters."

Jasmine looked at Bryan intently, "I really hate that smile Bry, stop acting like that!" Jasmine hugged Bryan tightly, secretly taking a portrait of her brother's affection.

"I told you, two days isn't enough time for us to be together. I told you, it felt like coming out of that room. The world seems to pull us away."

"Tell me, if you'll never forget me in your every prayer and every day. Tell me if you won't give up on the situation. Tell me if you still love me."

Jasmine sobbed in that embrace. "I honestly want you longer. More than this but a real man is a man who is responsible for his actions. If we meet later, I'd like to ask you. Be the Bryan I used to be, I hate to see you weak I hate to see you like this."

Jasmine stood up wiping her tears. "Husein put your brother in the passenger seat."

While Jasmine walked into the chair next to Raka.

Along the way to the headquarters, Jasmine simply leaned her head gazing out the window with a rush of tears that did not want to stop.

Silence was created, no one dared to make a sound.

Husein looked at Bryan who was still smiling. A sad smile.

Two hours later the car arrived at the warehouse through the back door. Because in front of the warehouse a lot of cars from the television station who want to cover about the massive arrest of drug cartels and the emergence of the story of the romance of the child of chairman Brandles Wolfgang and Dika Andrea Bhagawanta. A rising young singer and businessman.

Jasmine got out of the car, trying not to glance at Bryan in the slightest.

There in the vehicle storage building is transformed into a small party for the Bryan family bodyguard, seen also seen both parents Bryan.

Jasmine went inside, circulating her gaze. He saw Rose Mardiani waving her hand.

For once, it was Jasmine. Acting bring you to hate Nicolas's family.

Instead of approaching her, Jasmine instead joined the Tria family. Cheering with Tria's children who exuded a happy aura. A crisp laugh from their lips said, "Great father! I'm proud of you."

It's like beating Jasmine's heart,

Was it my fault for separating the happy, was I wrong.

Jasmine tried to smile and the look in her eyes now saw Bryan gathering with the family. Rose and Anthony looked at Jasmine. With a flash Jasmine lowered her gaze.

"Madam, I'm so sorry for the passing of the future baby Mistress and Mr. Bryan."

Tria's wife sitting next to him seemed confused by her husband's words.

Now Jasmine walked over to Bald who was just sitting while holding a bottle of wine in his hand. "Where's your wife, 'No?"

Jasmine sat down and took out a bottle of cold beer. He chatted at length with Bald who Jasmine knew had three wives.

"So you don't want all your wives to gather here and fight?" Jasmine held back a laugh.

Bald nodded. "I've been happy to see my friends happy Madam, look they don't know if today's their last day together."

Jasmine nodded. Clapping bald arms.

"Mrs...,"

"He'em."

"Master from earlier looked at Madam, Did you guys have a fight?"

"Currently, Haha." Jasmine throws the beer can, opens it again and again.

"Mistress, not much." Bald pulled the bottle of wine that was already in Jasmine's hands.

"Can I trouble you again 'No?"

"What Madam, just say it." Bald swiggers down one bottle of red wine.

"Please see Bryan and his family in custody. Can't you?"

"I can't promise Madam, we don't know if we're going to put her in the same detention house or not. But I'm working on it." Bald scooped a bottle of red wine from Jasmine's hand. Choked him again.

"Spend let you also be happy with your hallucinations later." Jasmine chuckled, she stood circulating her gaze. He saw Rose who continued to cry seeing Bryan's condition.

Jasmine sighed, she exited the building and met Raka in a special room.

"No talking."

"What's up, brother?"

"What about the state?"

"Tomorrow at 11 they came, so early in the morning we had to disperse their families and clean up the place. Why sis?"

"No. All right, brother, take a break." Jasmine was about to head for her room but Raka who blocked her hand shut her up.

"Journalists are looking for brother, can you see him?"

"For what, lazy brother."

"Curtain! I'm also lazy, they're looking for a sister to confirm sister's romance with Dika first."

"Why don't they just look for Dika. Ah sucks."

Jasmine walked out of the warehouse. At the boundary of the towering gate Jasmine answered all the reporters' questions, only around the mission they were on.

"If you want to ask about personal matters, you should split the fee with me later." Jasmine laughed, while the reporter was quite dumbfounded by Jasmine's remark. They looked at each other and Jasmine noticed.

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously. Just one leak yes. Dika and I are still in a good relationship as parents to our two children." Jasmine smiled.

One journalist who had the sideburns propped his phone with a rotating video.

"Then what about this video, brother, when this video happened. Why did you throw a gun at Dika sir?"

Jasmine saw the video's spin, the video that happened after Dika was about to rape her and was in the basemant mall.

"Oh this, we're doing a drama. Enough already! If you're still continuing to question the video, I'm actually going to write a list of names and stalk you. Don't blame me if your partner finds out if you guys are playing a prank." Jasmine smiled and walked away from the gate, while the reporters were still clamoring for Jasmine's name.

Where did they get that video, damn the more complicated the business.

Jasmine nibbled her temple as Bryan waited for her at the door. With a hard look. A smile expands with a hand that holds a white envelope.