Mr. Sargeants
Chapter 32's

"You seem to be a good fit to be Mine's mother." Jasmine instantly pinched firmly on Reza's waist, yet the girl's gaze stared at the caretaker mothers with a smile.

"Where's Lunna and the others going?" jasmine asked as she realized that Aditya's sister-in-law and doctor had not arrived. Reza who was asked just silently did not answer because he was still focused on Dita.

"I've been wanting to adopt them for a long time, but I'm pondering that maybe they'll get bored in their own apartment with Nany. Can we adopt them both? You will accompany them. What a perfect visual, two adorable twins, a good mother and a handsome father who is well established, tall and also stocky."

"Shut up! Can't go to your narcissist in minimalism a little, so don't be too arrogant that way." said Jasmine stared at her husband's guard.

"Can't." Reza kissed Jasmine's cheeks suddenly, making them the center of attention there. Jasmine who had gotten that fleeting kiss stared embarrassedly at the people who were staring at her. It felt like the girl wanted to submerge herself into the deepest core of the earth because of her embarrassment.

"It's narcissistic no longer shameless." said Jasmine pinching as hard as her husband's sixpack stomach. Reza who got the pinch just grimaced softly. The twins sitting on the laps of the two humans were asleep, the mothers of the orphanage in charge of guarding the children there took Dita and Dito from the lap of Reza and Jasmine.

"Sir, we'll excuse you to go to the park." Reza forced out Jasmine's hand that was unwilling to go along with her. Embarrassed and back in the limelight, Jasmine finally followed Reza's long footsteps.

After the two humans reached the park, Jasmine directly threw Reza's hand violently. The habit of the narcissistic man if he grips his hand must be tightly grasping his wrist.

"Is this really you renovating?" jasmine asked as she looked around, the beautiful scenery from the outskirts of the city that was very soothing to the eyes even though it was only in a child orphanage. Jasmine sat on the long wooden bench available in the garden.

"Yes not, the one who renovated it must be the coolie" said Reza laying his head on Jasmine's thigh.

"Za! Don't be weird, you're not shy from seeing people?!"

"Dito and Dita were you with me, if they could why wouldn't I?" Reza wrapped both of her hands around Jasmine's waist and buried her face in Jasmine's slender belly.

"They're six-year-olds, you're twenty-six years old, far different! Be careful!" Jasmine tried to keep Reza's face away from her stomach, but the man's burly hands were tightly coiled around her waist so it was a little impossible for her to keep Reza away. Jasmine stroked Reza's hair and let the man do as he pleased.

"Za, where's your phone?" jasmine asked as she realized something. Reza took the phone in his pants pocket and handed it to his wife. After giving Jasmine what she wanted, Reza again wrapped her hands around Jasmine's waist.

"Do you really not need oxygen? Hey son of a bitch you gave me your phone but didn't tell me the password." Reza did not reply to Jasmine's rant and immediately snatched her phone back.

"kiss me, I'll tell you the password after that." Reza turned her body towards Jasmine's face. His wife simply widened her eyes not accepting.

"So, what a blackmail. Where's the car key, I want to get my bag, my phone right there." Jasmine felt it was better to take her phone Yanga was in the parlour parking lot than to kiss her own husband, if in retrospect it would not hurt to kiss her own halal partner right? That will add to the reward. Jasmine stared at Reza who seemed to be indifferent to her words. Feeling no other choice, Jasmine instantly closed her eyes and kissed Reza quickly on the cheek.

After distancing her lips from Reza's cheeks, Jasmine immediately rubbed her lips. But arrogantly Reza closed his eyes with his arms crossed, as if he did not care about his wife's irritated look.

"I'm not saying you should kiss my cheek."

"Don't be crazy, know where not?! You're not ashamed of being the center of attention? This is what's in the orphanage." Reza opened it said staring intensely at Jasmine's face which looked flushed red holding in anger.

"You don't have to be ashamed until your face is flushed like that, I'm your husband it's only natural that the wife kisses the husband herself. That unnatural man kisses people's husbands." Jasmine did not comment on Reza's words, the girl stared around the park to make sure no one saw them. Jasmine instantly kissed the lips of that shameless human, yet at the moment when Jasmine wanted to rewind her face, Reza instantly pulled Jasmine's nape and pressed down so that the link of their lips was not just a light peck.

"You're going to kill me!" jasmine said with a breath of gasp when she managed to escape from the embrace of her narcissistic husband. Reza just smiled and gave her phone to Jasmine.

"Date of our wedding."

"When is our wedding?" ask Jasmine. Reza immediately got up when listening to his wife's question.

"Beautiful, smart, smart cooking is unfortunately senile" said Reza to seize the phone forcibly.

"I never considered our marriage to be true, so it's only natural that I forget about it." Jasmine lightly said that, somehow Reza's chest was like a dagger when listening to his wife's words. Roughly the man threw his phone into Jasmine's lap and walked away.

Jasmine simply stared silently at Reza's back which slowly began to disappear from her sight. After Reza entered the orphanage hall, Jasmine immediately opened looking for someone's contact from her husband's cellphone.

"Where are you?" jasmine asked when the person she was calling answered her phone.

"I'm sorry we can't get you there. Right now we're at a restaurant close to the city park."

"Okay, looks like we'll be home soon too." Jasmine turned off the phone and walked away following Reza. Since Jasmine was unfamiliar with this place, the girl simply circled the unaccompanied child shelter building. Tired of walking around the building, Jasmine sat her body on one of the benches available there.

"Can I help you?" asked someone to come closer to Jasmine. The girl raised her head to look at the face of someone approaching her. Feeling no other choice, Jasmine finally voiced her question.

"Can you help me go to the hall where the kids used to play?" ask Jasmine. This time is the clock of the children of the home nap, and automatically the guards also rest to relieve fatigue.

"Of course, let's." said the man in the crossbreed friendly.

To be continued.