Mr. Sargeants
Chapter 3

The result of Reza's shout was like bad luck to Jasmine. The girl was now sitting in front of Reza with her face grouching in annoyance. Pupus is already dreaming to explore the island of his dreams tonight. He was forced to help Reza on the grounds that the work done together was completed faster. Be him stuck in Reza's den with his owner.

As the two of them were both swept away in their respective jobs, the sound of the bell rang repeatedly.

"Open!" Reza's orders were interrupted by a bell that repeatedly rang.

Jasmine closed the laptop that was on her lap then stared intently at Reza. "Open!" Jasmine's orders turned back.

"Bus ... Okay!" Reza said resignedly because Jasmine's sharp gaze seemed to intimidate him.

As he opened the door, suddenly a woman rushed to hug him possessively. Reza just smiled as she stroked the hair of Chika with tenderness, and occasionally she tried to inhale the scent of her female hair.

"I miss you." Rika said as she gently stroked the chest of Reza's field which was only wrapped in a home T-shirt.

"I'm Baby too." Reza answered and then devoured greedily his lover's thick lips are layered with chemical substances that are no less thick.

Jasmine who was sitting while holding a laptop was a little suspicious because Reza did not come back. What does this mean, he was told to do his work while Reza himself went nowhere. Finally the girl decided to catch up with Reza in the living room. But nil, when the girl reached the middle room there was not a single person. And when he wanted to go back to his room, Reza's room lights were lit right in front of his room.

Jasmine broke down the door with a single kick, sure enough what was on her mind. Reza is now making out with a less adab woman this morning who is against her.

"Ehem! Already playing?" Jasmine said loud enough to stop her cousin's crazy actions. Reza immediately stepped up and quickly rattled back his pants. While Chika pulled a thick blanket to cover her already innocent body.

"Get out of here before I drag you like this morning!" Jasmine said with her arms crossed and face that looked flat.

Chika returned Jasmine's sharp gaze with her sharp gaze. But that gaze would not intimidate Jasmine at all, the proof was that the girl was still staring intently at Rika, with a look like she wanted to unsheathe the woman, a sharp look cynical and condescending.

"Baby, get him out of here!" Pinta Chika with her face.

"Hey you, hurry up and do your job! It's delicious, I'm already dizzy with your work piling up and you're here to play with this little girl? I'm throwing it at Grandpa so it's your badass." Jasmine stared intently at Reza.

"Chika come out, tomorrow we'll meet in your apartment." The whisper of Reza is soft.

"Babys!" Rica Protest.

"Ck! You want your pocket money I cut this month?" Threatening Reza made the woman nod obediently.

After Chika finished dressing in Reza's bathroom, the woman immediately darted away leaving Reza and Jasmine both.

"Ck, are you satisfied?! Look what you did to my little brother."

"The man who is unable to withstand his juniors does not deserve to be called a classy man. Just finish it with soap, all right? It's just a bother." Jasmine said and returned to her room.

When he was in his room, Jasmine undressed and left only his tank top and hot pants. The girl laid her body on the bed with a straight look at the ceiling of her room. His mind has now been contaminated by Reza's objects that he accidentally saw, even earlier he wanted to scream so shocked.

In the middle of the night, Jasmine woke up from her sleep because she felt her throat dry like she was in a desert. Lazily he put back on his nightgown but still let his hot pants that only able to cover the base of his thigh.

While heading to the kitchen, he heard the sound of the television lighting up from the living room, and sure enough as he made sure himself he found Reza sitting leaning back while enjoying his electric cigarette.

"Ck! Just die, responsibility." Jasmine approached Reza as the man exhaled smoke from his nose.

Reza ignored Jasmine's innuendo and then gulped back down the remaining wine in her glass. Upset, Jasmine forcefully snatched the bottle filled with Vape liquid that was in Reza's grasp violently.

"I'm aduin to a new aunt tau tasa." Jasmine said then got up from her seat and went back inside her room.

Reza looked at Jasmine who had entered her room with a bottle filled with e-cigarette liquid. It felt like Reza strangled the girl's neck and threw it from the balcony, but unfortunately he still loved his perfect body not to be finished by his grandfather and uncle.

It made me play soap in the middle of the night, now it's back to throwing a tantrum! Inner Reza.

But when he saw the calves and smooth thighs of his cousin his blood seemed to rustle violently. The girl was just wearing a pictorial nightgown and trousers, and hotpants a groin.

If I don't remember who you are, I've already caught you a stray cat. Inner Reza with a faint smile then gulped his wine straight from the bottle.

Oooo_oooo

The sun had risen in the eastern horizon, yet it seemed that a girl still wanted to wrestle spoiled on her bed. Not spoiled, but wild. See how he looks at the moment, blasphemous and horrible.

Reza opened the door to Jasmine's room casually, intending to ask her where Jasmine's files were last night. But instead of the usual elegant appearance of the girl's show, Reza actually saw her cousin's true form. His body was lying on its stomach with his hands dangling down, the blanket had already been slung to the floor, pillows and bolsters had also been scattered onto the floor, he said, bad cover that last night was neatly arranged now urakan not shaped because of the aggressive Jasmine on the mattress.

"Ck, tsk, tsk! If it's elegantly conscious, look how she's sleeping right now!" Reza said after he finished photographing Jasmine.

While at the dining table, Reza stopped glancing at Jasmine's appearance, an elegant appearance that was extremely dazzling. Blouse loosely ivory white, hair tied high exposing the neckline. Reza growled when he glanced at his cousin's smooth white neck, it was because of that neck that he first did not apply his professionalism yesterday.

But now his eyes glanced at Jasmine's lips, red lips lit up because of the lipstick polish that combined with the look of Jasmine's face that looked obedient this morning. It was like Reza was devouring those thin lips and making them become swollen.

"What look!" Jasmine said fiercely.

Ck! He was also praised for obedience. Inner Reza.

"Feelings! Who would want to see that ugly face of yours." Reza's lies.

Reza glanced at Jasmine's neckline, there was an uncomfortable feeling when she saw some of her male staff keep glancing at Jasmine. The gaze centered on the girl's neck. "Sacred your hair!" Reza's orders suddenly.

Jasmine glanced at Reza with her cynical gaze. "I don't feel obligated to carry out your orders."

Jasmine passed from the dining table. Leaving Reza who was currently staring at him intensely, not the man stared at Jasmine's dense butt wrapped in a deep blue pencil skirt.

Stop thinking dirty! Your neck will be slashed by Amca. Inner Reza then shook his head repeatedly.

"Hurry now!" Shouted Jasmine from the middle room.

Consider this world cruel! Inner Reza then rushed after Jasmine.

"You're this a long time!"

"This is not a young lady's forest. Lower your voice a little!" Reza then snatched his bag and car keys.

Oooo_oooo

Reza and Jasmine are now in an empty land has been built in order to make a magnificent building. The empty land that looked dry. Jasmine herself did not intend to listen to the explanation of a middle-aged man whose eyes kept on looking towards her neck and calves.

Just now Jasmine wanted to voice her opinion, drizzling down slowly. His head reflexively looked up at the sky that looked overcast.

"Open your suit!" Jasmine's orders suddenly go to Reza.

The old man stared in disbelief at the words of his boss' new secretary. Dream if Reza wants to obey his words. Initially Reza frowned not understanding, but when she saw Jasmine's sharp gaze the man forced.

"For what?" Reza asked confusedly.

"Stupid, put it over your head! Quickly run into the car. Jasmine said then ran over with the bag perched on her head. Meanwhile, everyone nearby was already running around looking for a place to shelter.

"You are stupid or what?! I know I can't get rain! Just being pulled to run is hard!" Jasmine said as the two of them took shelter in Reza's car.

"Good my coat! A classy suit made of high quality wool, designed by renowned designers! And now a suit worth US$ 101.860 easily you make an umbrella!" Complain Reza stared at the fisherman on his coat which Jasmine threw into the backseat.

Plakkkp!

Jasmine hit Reza on the head, not hard but able to get the attention of this cousin of hers.

"You picked that suit or your health?!" Jasmine said fiercely.

"Yes-yes, but not that suit you wear for an umbrella!" Reza then opened his wet shirt.

Showing her unclogged muscle grooves. For a moment Jasmine's dirty brain thought of a no-no, but after he saw Reza had changed her clothes with a dry casual dress the thought was immediately exhausted until it was not in his mind.

Reza drove his car at moderate speed, splitting the blurry-looking road due to the rush of rain.

Oooo_oooo

"Where's reza?" Jasmine asked casually to Art Reza.

Bi Imah, an artist who has worked to clean Reza's aparthotel wider than the world football field. But after making dinner, he was allowed to go home by Reza.

"I don't know, but I didn't get out of the room." The middle-aged woman answered and returned to her duties.

"From back?" Jasmine asked back, making sure.

"Yes, if so I go home. My kids may not have eaten." Said the woman with a warm smile.

What was feared happened, Reza is now curled under his blanket like a pepes fish.

"Ck, don't be childish like this." Jasmine said after her attempt to pull out her cousin's blanket failed miserably.

"Reza, come on, don't kidnap! Your dinner, I went to the pharmacy downstairs."

Oooo_oooo

In the morning, Reza felt her head breaking. But when he wants to move, his movement is locked by someone's body.

Reza was surprised not to play when he found Jasmine asleep on his body. But when his eyes were focused on Jasmine's hemisphere as if his common sense had suddenly disappeared. Subconsciously he touched the object making Jasmine who was still in his subconscious let out a raucous voice.

"Alex!" Shouted a middle-aged woman standing in front of the door of her room

To be continued

Amca: Uncle from Turkish.

Vape Liquid: E-cigarette liquid containing propylene glycol or glycerin, nicotine, and flavor enhancers.