Kiss The Rain's
The happiest woman.

In the morning all the orphanage children gathered in the hall and so lined the hall waiting for the change to be checked.

Jasmine looked at them bitterly, many thin bodies with unworthy clothes. Her husband is good at building orphanages for these disadvantaged children, but fate has not changed much. Then where is the money given by donors during this time.

"Dik, 'Ka. We need to talk six eyes." Jasmine approached Dika and Raka who were conversing with the orphanage children. Scars of smiles develop from the children, it looks if they are happy to be in the home with many friends of the same age.

"What's wrong?" Raka approached Jasmine followed Dika behind her.

"Me and Dika need to go to the city, can you be here to watch over them?"

Raka observed Jasmine and Dika's eyes in turn, "Alright, maybe we will need medicine later. I'll call my brother or the other team to join here."

"Good, watch and observe everything. Brother was a little suspicious, it seemed like a lot of money was flowing somewhere. Do you understand Raka? If you have a wiretap, put it in an area that caregivers often use."

Raka nodded, "Remember the walk don't mess around! Remember you have your own partner."

When he smiled, he took the ATM from his wallet and handed the card to Raka.

"Use this card, pin it to Asmira's date of birth. You remember that."

"Curtain! I'm becoming the boss. I'm wearing money." Raka kept the card in her pants, "Don't blame it if the money runs out to buy Adelle's sneaker and make up." Raka smiled, leaving Dika who was twitching her forehead.

"Why come home so early, baby? Don't you feel at home here?" Dika embraced Jasmine's shoulder and walked in tandem.

"Pamit used to be the same nanny. We'll talk about it later in the car." Jasmine let go of Dika's hand and sighed harshly, "Don't use Dika's chance!" Jasmine glares.

While Dika only smiled stiffly, the two of them said goodbye to the nanny and continued on their way to the city.

In the car Jasmine yawned many times this bad habit made Dika cluck annoyed.

"Everybody in the car sleeps, didn't you sleep well last night?" Ask Dika.

"Until the judgment has not been knocked by the hammer, I will have trouble sleeping, brother. Added parlor problems. I'll trouble you a lot." Jasmine changed the position of her sitting chair to become more lean.

"I'll help you later. Don't mind it, you look older and your husband will be looking for a sugar baby later."

"How?" With this kind of leaning position, Jasmine could stare at Dika with a whole from top to bottom.

"Look at it later, you'll take it all right." Clearly Dika without looking at Jasmine who seemed to be engrossed in his thoughts.

"Sir, Amanda know not if you were with me last night?"

"Why really? He's not like you stalked me when I cheated."

"He's angry no yes, if you go with me. If I had just kept quiet until I really didn't want to see you. Do you remember when I left home?"

"Remember, I was drunk last night. The next morning I was angry with Dad." Answer Dika.

"Here you are, if our marriage used to be like this. Take care of what you already have. I'm just here to ask for your money, you understand."

He nodded, "Where are you going home? Going home to meet Asmira, she'll be happy."

Jasmine smiled wryly, "I'm on a rampage with dad. If you go home, Amanda will be angry. I'll stay in one of your hotel rooms, okay?"

"He'em. Can."

"Not paying, right? I haven't worked in a year. So I don't have any money."

"Hahaha, you don't think I can see you like this. Just wear it until you're bored, too."

"What are your plans for tomorrow?"

The originally boring journey finally ended with stories that alternated.

"At hand. You said Dea, I'll be here tonight and have a group of shareholders at 7. Understood?"

Jasmine nodded and got down from Dika's car.

Unbeknownst to him, a well-known security guard in Dika's car followed Jasmine who was about to enter the elevator.

Up to the top floor, Jasmine walked up to the reception desk.

"Mrs..," Dea stood bowing politely.

"When I ordered the shareholders at 7pm last night. On time! You gotit?" Jasmine leaned against the reception desk and found the security guard on the same floor.

"Who is he, does he work on this floor?" Jasmine asked Dea who was busy pressing the mobile phone button in her hand.

"Oh, ask for a room that can see the sunset."

Dea looked for an empty room and turned west.

"Room number 163. Can I help you again, madam?"

"Lunch, not expensive. What's normal." Jasmine took the key and headed towards room 163.

He will spend his days in a hotel room until tonight.

*

That night, Dika took Asmira and Prince without Amanda next to him. Asmira was so enthusiastic about spending the night with her mother.

While Dika he plans to bring his son closer to his biological mother. This will be a surprise for Jasmine

May Prince cover your loneliness.

Dika walked towards Jasmine's room after she got the information from Dea.

Without pressing the bell, he opened the door to the hotel room and found Jasmine only using a bathrobe towel and relaxing on the sofa.

"Mom..," Asmira walked slowly closer to her mother.

"Asmira.., Dika.., Prince..," Jasmine quickly confirmed her towel.

"Why not pull the bell first?" Jasmine walked up to the Prince, at first the Prince looked timid and scared. After Dika turned on the TV and chose a cartoon show. Prince looked calm with the car in his hand.

"Mira, take care of sister for a second." Asmira nodded, she obediently sat down beside Prince and ate his snack.

"Where's your shirt, huh?" Dika pulled Jasmine's arm and moved away from the children.

"Forgotten, my bag is in your room. I'm ashamed to get out of here."

Jasmine lowered her head.

"I'll get you, take care of the kids after the shareholders meeting I'll see you guys again."

Jasmine nodded, with Dika exiting the room towards her room.

Prince, this is mommy baby. Look, that's my guess. If you get bigger like Dika.

Jasmine mingles with the kids. Prince seems scared at first, but Jasmine's motherly nature makes him quickly able to babble and play with his biological mother.

This is mommy baby, come back.

Jasmine held Prince and held him as she had when her son was 2 months old. And all that can not be separated from the sight of Dika who had seen Jasmine who was so expecting Prince to be able to receive it back.

"Normally he doesn't want to be carried like that, Mom. He'll sulk for a descent." Asmira tickled the legs of her sister, whose pangs were just chuckling and playing with her mother's hair.

"Let the kids sleep with you tonight." Dika put Jasmine's bag and sat on the sofa, he pulled Asmira's body and hugged her.

The woman's eyes twinkled, "She wanted a meeting, don't forget to order dinner for me and the kids."

"Daddy pizza and strawberry bobba ice." Asmira made her own order.

"What do you want, Mom?" Dika blinked his eyes.

"Anything, the important thing is to be full. Don't forget the Prince's milk."

"Ehm, um... Are you dry?"

Jasmine glared at him and threw him with a pillow.

"Get me talk!"

"Look, mommy still looks fierce. What else will your sister be. She's at the jewel mommy." She whispered in Asmira's ear.

"Yes dad, Prince runs out later. The child will not be silent!" Asmira giggles at being followed by Dika.

"What are you talking about?" Jasmine held another pillow in her hand.

"Mommy!" Dika snorted Asmira, away from the glaring Jasmine. The two chuckled with tongues sticking out.

Look, if we're like this a long time ago, I'm the happiest woman in the world.