Mr. Sargeants
Chapter 5's

Days have changed, weeks have passed. Jasmine is now being preoccupied with her work that handles all of Reza's work because the man is going out of town. Wanting the girl to bash Reza's head now, it seemed like it was just wishful thinking.

Frustrated, Jasmine finally banged her own head on the table, wishing herself a concussion and free from all this work. Pickled again with some torn paper on his desk.

"When will Papa arrive?!" Ask a little girl in her arrogant style.

I forgot about this little devil. Jasmine's heart while looking intently at the girl. Sweet black eyes with facial lines that are very identical to Asian faces.

"Hey sweet girl, can you speak politely to an older person?" Jasmine asked with a sharp look.

"Your father is on his way home, be patient and return to the room. Soon your Aunty will be back." Continue Jasmine with her indifferent tone.

Aera, a five-year-old little girl who was born as proof of the love fruit of her mother and father's affair. Aera is the son of Dara Sarasvati, Reza's former lover four years ago. Dara herself is a woman that Reza loves so much that she cannot afford to ruin Dara's future.

But who would have thought? The initial intention of wanting to maintain her purity, Dara actually thinks otherwise, he thought that his lover who was living in the land of Uncle Sam was an impotent man who would never be provoked even though he had teased him dozens of times. As a result, this is the end.

A year after Dara gave birth to a child with a man of South Korean nationality, Reza returned to Indonesia to want to interfere with the woman. Naas, rice has become porridge, the woman he once loved turned out to play behind with another man. He thought not to break off communication and still provide the material needs of his lover was enough, but in fact not.

It made Reza's personality change rapidly, warm and loving man never again appeared to the surface. Reza closed his heart tightly, not letting any woman try to get close to him. Wreaking his frustration by screwing a lot of women. And one of the many impingements is Chika, Dara's only sister who has long put feelings for Reza.

Intense fear in the little girl's heart, Jasmine's sharp eyes can indeed intimidate any human being from a small child to a human stinking of the ground, with the record of already knowing her. But his name is haughty man, Aera still kekeh at his stance.

"Yes!" Pekik Aera asked Jasmine's attention who was busy with her work.

"Huh! What's up?" Jasmine asked with her cynical tone. Honestly, Jasmine was someone who could not be sweet with someone except her parents and those closest to her. Supported by his cold attitude and poor temperament, complete already his judes appearance.

Oooo_oooo

"I love you!" Shouted a girl standing on top of a skyscraper with a face flooded with tears. When the girl stepped foot with her eyes closed, suddenly...

"For the moment the score for Argentina is superior to the..."

"That's right! What are you doing!" Strangled Jasmine as Reza replaced Chanel at will.

"You don't deserve to watch it." Reza said casually then snatched the package of snacks from Jasmine's hand and ate it with her annoying smile.

"Father and son are the same. Equally annoying!" Jasmine muttered back to snatch her snacks from Reza's hands.

"He's not my son. My superior seedlings are still kept tight until now,"

"Two months ago." Whispered Reza when she saw Jasmine who rolled her eyes off guard.

"Yes Auntie?" Jasmine replied as she answered an urgent phone call. Hearing Jasmine's call, Reza's breathing seemed to stop beating.

"Angel, can you come back now?" Asked Reza's mother in a hoarse voice.

"What's wrong?" Jasmine asked started to panic with the atmosphere that night.

It sounded silent for a moment, until... "Angel, Papa you're in hospital. This morning your Papa was unconscious, it turns out that the installation of the ring will not have an effect on his coronary heart disease. Doctors recommend to do bypass surgery, this surgery has a fairly high level of risk, and also has side effects. And this is the only way your Papa can survive. But your Papa doesn't want to do the surgery either" Jasmine is silent in her place, trying to digest carefully what her mother Reza is saying.

"Mine?" Call Reza. She was currently unable to say much either, however her father Jasmine was the only one who always indulged herself by allowing her to do whatever she liked.

Taking over a branch company in Indonesia, not what his family wanted and supported, but because of the help of his beloved Amca, Reza was able to get the permission of his Grandpa and Father.

"Angel!" Call Reza's mom back.

"Only one thing your Papa wants if he wants him to run this operation, he wants you to come here alone and see him, he doesn't say what he asked of us." His mother Reza.

"Yes Aunt, Jasmine is going back to Berlin now." Jasmine then disconnected the phone.

A few hours later..

"Ck! Wake up, are you sleeping or dead?" Said someone right in Jasmine's ear.

"It's about to take off, and after that we're going straight to the hospital." Said the man who was none other than Reza.

The two of them set off on Reza's private jet, which the man used to travel on business. In the plane while Reza was still awake, Jasmine did not dare to shed tears, and when Reza had swum to dreamland, she cried in silence without making any sound.

Oooo_oooo

"My Angel." Call her father Jasmine with a sweet smile.

"Don't call me your Angel." Jasmine said sitting on the sofa of the luxurious inpatient room like that hotel.

"Is it difficult to perform the operation? I don't want to see Papa tortured like this." The fierce girl suddenly transformed into a spoiled girl as she approached her father.

Her Papa Jasmine's hand moved gently stroking the girl's head hair just like her "Papa wants to do the operation if you qualify from this old man,"

"Whatever it is, if for healing Papa will do Jasmine." Jasmine.

"Papa wants to be your guardian, marry this father's daughter...."

"Pa, Papa double up?" Jasmine asked who was so astonished at her father's request.

And from there Papa became someone who embraced Islam, yes even though it was only in ID cards. But when it hit Papa's heart, Papa also wanted to be Papa's only daughter's marriage guardian."

"Jasmine understands, but whose son is this Papa going to marry? As for lovers, male friends alone don't have."

"Why? Aren't you selling?"

"What's Papa's momentary amnesia? Papa forgets who possessively forbade the man of one school from approaching his daughter." Sindir Jasmine made her Papa chuckle.

"You're getting married to Reza." Her Papa Jasmine said to coincide with Reza entering the Inpatient Room.

"What?!"

"Well, Papa's nephew has arrived. Come here!"

"Reza, do you want to interrupt your Amca's daughter?"

"No, Amca! I don't want to. You know your daughter is a pregnant tiger man, where she may be...." Reza stopped his words when he saw the two people before him staring in horror at him.

"Alright then Papa will ask, El-"

"I want to!" Reza said quickly without a second thought. His father Jasmine who heard that instantly published a sly smile on his pale lips.

Oooo_oooo

The marriage contract has been held simply in the hospital room of her father Jasmine. With the help of his father Reza not up to an hour all the needs have been resolved.

"So besan too." His father Reza Yamg was sitting next to his father Jasmine's bed.

"What the hell can't Devano do." Said his Papa Jasmine arrogantly.

While the impromptu brides had just arrived at the Grint family home. After they were inside the same room, Jasmine did not care about it at all. The girl immediately passed to the bathroom, whether it was to avoid Reza or indeed her sticky body that had not bathed since flying back to her country.

Reza opened the balcony door of Jasmine's room to receive a phone call that had rang.

"Just send it all by email, I'm likely to be here for more than a week."

"Reza!" Call Jasmine from the bathroom.

"Let me call again." Reza then closes the phone.

"What's wrong?"

"Take a towel..."

"Shirt, pants, and all that inside." Connect the girl.

Reza walked lazily toward his wife's wardrobe. "*************** and where is the brand?!" Shouted Reza without filters.

"Search in the drawer!"

When he found the item he was looking for, Reza lifted up a high object that was useful to support my wife's chest. "Is this really this size?" Reza's murmured stared at the two quite deep howls.

"Reza, do you want me to freeze to death here?!" Jasmine's shout resuscitated Reza's dirty dialogue with her mind.

"Hey I'm good, it's still a good thing I want to marry an ugly woman like you." Reza observed every inch of his wife's face reading.

Jasmine closed the book she was holding and placed it on her lap.

"Oh yeah? What do you like?" Jasmine asked with a sweet smile on her lips. While Reza's already uneasy feelings just stared confusedly at his wife.

"What do you mean?" Reza asked because it was not usual for the girl to smile sweetly.

"Which wife do you like? Wise and loyal?" Tanya Jasmine placed her hand on the book on her lap.

"Sexy? Career woman? Putting"

"Stop!" Reza said with a surprised look.

"But if I want to serve every day? Can you?" Reza responded to Jasmine's words.

"Service? Service a... Crazyhead!" Shouted Jasmine threw the book that was on her lap towards Reza.

"Curtain! Even if you were the last man on earth, I would never be touched by a secondhand like you." Jasmine's sarcasm with her hands crossed with her arrogance.

"Oh yeah? Okay. I won't touch you on condition, no! Some conditions." Reza said with an irritating grin from his face.

"Anxuating!" Jasmine tried to restrain herself from cursing at the man before her.

To be continued