Kiss The Rain's
Melatiku.

In another corner of the city, in a narrow room containing 20 people. Bryan's bodyguards and parents were placed in the same room. Share places and share stories. No regrets or even grudges with their mistress. Because all they knew, their Madam and young Master suffered more than what they were feeling right now.

Bryan and Husein were transferred to a special detention hospital. Bryan's condition, which has difficulty speaking smoothly, makes the intelligence side stall until Bryan's condition is completely stable.

It's been a week that Bryan did therapy, the development of the nerves of footwork is quite good. And Bryan's slow-moving manner of speech started to smooth, making Husein smile.

His sister starts back to being a shitty Bryan. But the look in his eyes was emitting a void.

"Kangen's with your chatty wife?" Husein asked Bryan who had only daydreamed since this afternoon.

"A little... Quiet...!"

Husein laughed, "What does all this mean Bryan. If you miss not being able to treat it then. Praying is the key. Just pray, your wife is fine and misses you."

"Brissik....!"

"This is the consequence of my sister. Get well soon, let the trial proceed immediately." Husein put a tray containing dinner that Bryan had not touched at all.

"Eat and take your medicine. There's a lot to finish. The sooner you're cured, the sooner you can make love to your wife." Hussein laughed.

"Shut up....!" Bryan threw a tray of food that was now scattered on the floor.

"What's wrong with you, Bry! Control yourself!" Husein squatted down and cleaned up the scattered food before the hospital saw him.

"I... It's been.... Divorced it...."

Hussein puffed up, this time Husein did not see the joking gurgle from his sister's mouth. Face seriously.

"Don't just talk, you know you love each other. Why did you divorce her?" Husein who lost control gripped his sister's shoulder in disbelief.

"You're crazy, when she really loved you and let your baby be the victim. You even divorced her. You know, you planted a new wound in her life that hadn't dried up long ago. You know Bry. He even bore all the burdens you left behind. He's paying the living expenses of your bodyguards and the orphanage we left behind. You know, even he gave up his life to protect you."

Husein shook Bryan's body, not believing that his sister was doing anything stupid that would make him a useless man.

"I.... Want to... Her... Be happy...."

"The widow will be happy if you are with her, you ruin her happiness. Didn't you see the sincerity of his heart. You fooler! Stupid sister!" Hussein kept shaking his sister's body.

"He's.... Would... Be happy...."

The noise that occurred in Bryan's room made the doctor and the police come to the room.

"Stop it, if you don't want to see your sister have brain trauma." The policeman pulled Husein's body and detained her.

Husein.

"Let it go, he deserves it. He deserves. Because my sister is useless."

That night where last night Bryan and Jasmine slept together. Last night for Bryan did not close his eyes, his mind withered and wandered.

Melodrammeled

The more days I don't understand why he's so fast.

So fragrant, so beautiful.

But no more beautiful than my melatiku that is always present in my every day.

It never withers or turns brown and dries.

Melatiku more and more beautiful and fragrant days. The aroma was even able to bring me such high wishful thinking.

Myjaz...,

I realized I was taking you too far. Ii'm sorry.

If I can choose, make me happy.

Jasmine white and simple, that's how simple you love me.

Looking at me, I can't hold you anymore. Go with your dreams. Grow into a beautiful jasmine.

Ride your fragrance on those who miss you.

Melatiku, yes you.

Jasmine Adriana bint Kamto Jayantaka.

I'm sorry, I had to divorce you through this letter I wrote.

I am not perfect, I can no longer make you happy.

All I can do is pray for you to have more worthy happiness.

Here at my place later, I'll stack my misses on you.

Here in my place, I will remember you as jasmine that will grow in my heart the deepest.

I'm sorry if for a year ago, I kept you in the wall of my house.

Forgive me for forcing you to fulfill my desires.

I'm sorry I forced you to be mine.

Mela, smile.

Note: Don't hate me, Bryan.