Kiss The Rain's
Orphanage (2)

A heated debate takes place outside the car between Dika and Raka.

All heard in Jasmine's ear, he came out with a gun in his hand.

"You die together here, if you do. Let's do it!" Jasmine pointed the gun alternately towards Dika and Raka, "We did nothing, Raka. We were only tired 6 hours we were on the streets. While Dika here also uses work clothes, you think it is not crowded to wear such clothes all day." Jasmine was clearly not being allowed by Raka.

"I don't like you two! You don't appreciate your partner like this!"

Dika and Jasmine just threw eyes at each other, "We're sorry, tomorrow we'll bring the third person. Let us not be alone." Jasmine relented, her sister still sewot if she was close to Dika again.

"Revelation! I don't want any more rumors about you guys. You too brother! Your husband in prison is even alone with his ex! Is that good, think brother!" Raka spoke with fury.

"OK, okay. Wrong brother! We'll talk later, there's something we need to get done tonight." Jasmine enters the car and follows Dika.

"Follow brother and prepare!" Jasmine screamed from the slit of the glass of the car she opened.

Dika held back his laughter, "Your sister thinks if we've made love. Funny too. What happens if we really make love. Could've died so bad for me."

"Not funny! Never mind, just prepare yourself."

They move to the location, this road tends to be quiet with makeshift lighting. If it rarely passes through this place, the book I sit it will feel goosebumps.

Three cars moved quickly, until they arrived at the gate. The seven thugs guarding earlier still looked just right, his mouth boasting things that did not make sense.

All the troupe consisting of two doctors and 5 members of Brandles Wolfgang prepared without weapons. If these thugs fight back. They're just gonna disarm the guns they're carrying behind the black jackets they're wearing.

Likewise with Jasmine, he slipped his gun behind the shirt he was wearing. They went down at the same time. Until the war made the thug stand with a stagger.

Jasmine looked at Raka and the other members. Raka nodded, thus the thug affairs were handed over by Raka and the other Brandles Wolfgang members.

Jasmine and Dika, enter the main gate. Followed to two doctors who are deliberately brought for all the possibilities that occur.

How surprising it is with the conditions inside the parlour. Minimal lighting with the building as it is. Jasmine looked at Dika and shook her head, "Our PR is a lot of Dika. I can't trouble you to this extent."

"We think about it later, all we have to think about is the kids here and the nannies." Dika walked towards the spaces around the parlour. Followed by Jasmine who was holding onto Dika's arm tightly. The atmosphere here looks quiet and far from the residential area.

Until the typical voice of middle-aged mothers surprised four people who settles like a thief.

"Jeez, my heart's almost out." Grumpy jasmine while holding her chest.

"Sorry, who are you and where are you?" The mothers asked politely but the look on her face exuded fear and worry.

"We.., we're donors." Jasmine spoke up steadily.

"Okay, let's get into my room." The mother led the four men who appeared to be alarmed into her room.

"Please sit down, I'll make you a drink first. You must have come from the city and traveled a long way to come here." The smiles of the mothers were hopeful.

Jasmine and Dika just smiled and nodded. They sit side by side, if not acquaintances. They are both like a couple who look romantic. Because Jasmine's hand can't escape Dika's arm. While Dika the man felt himself lucky. No longer an opportunity for trouble.

After a few minutes the middle-aged mothers carried a tray containing four cups of warm tea that billowed the smoke.

"Sorry just how it is. Please have a drink."

Jasmine nodded, without further ado she directly bombarded the questions on the middle-aged mothers earlier.

"Since when were the thugs in front of the gate? Is there no other access road? Then where are the orphanage kids, why is it so quiet here?"

"Since this landowner was in prison and the donors were reluctant to come here. Because actually this orphanage contains abandoned children and is thrown out by their parents. Or children who are victims of their parents who are sick."

"You know the owner of this land and who he is?"

The middle-aged mother nodded.

"Then where are the kids why is this clock still quiet?"

"Grown children go around peddling food. Some are still working, young children are already sleeping in the back house."

Jasmine let out a long sigh, "Up to this hour, that's right."

"Patience..," He whispered.

"These two people are doctors, tomorrow morning a group of children for examination. No child comes out of this home! You understand?" Jasmine stiffened her tone.

"Sorry who? Why suddenly tell us to obey your wishes." Asked the middle-aged mother who was tempering her emotions.

"This man and I will be in charge of the home as long as this landowner is in jail. Just do what I tell you. There will be 7 men standing guard here until tomorrow."

Jasmine sipped the tea until the toilet was left. While Dika and the two doctors just shook their heads.

"I'm sorry my ex-wife got carried away, ma'am. Please understand that her husband is in prison. So the innate is just emotion." He was trying to explain what really happened.

"I Dika, I will be the main donor in place of Bryan. So I hope, from tomorrow minors do not need to work. And I hope again, just do everything that Jasmine commands. Because this woman is the wife of this landowner."

The mother of the parlour who heard Dika's explanation was quite surprised, she looked at Jasmine who was downcast in her frown.

"So you're the woman, the woman who was slalu in the story of Mr. Bryan."

Jasmine poked up, "Don't tell me again the story eleven years ago!"

The middle-aged mother, who had not been identified by name, smiled, "Well, I will do all the commands that Madam mentioned. If Madam pleases, stay here last night. Because the area around here is no inn."

Jasmine looked at Dika, trying to find an answer. Dika just nodded.

"Well, but separate my room from this man. And those outside would make coffee."

The middle-aged mother smiled and nodded. While Dika who was curious about the story eleven years ago began to look at Jasmine full of question marks.

"What happened eleven years ago?" Ask Dika.

"Secret."

"Jawab, if not I'll cancel myself as the main donor here."

"Threaten! I'm a hero to the Bryan family, so Bryan's been liking me for eleven years!"

"What! So fate did force me to have an affair and make you meet the man who liked you for a decade, Hahaha." Dika laughs.

"What the hell, cheating is just being proud!"

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This story is a plot selow yes, so just enjoy it and of course happy ending. 🙏🙏🙏