Kiss The Rain's
Troublemaker

Jasmine complained. I don't know what to do on the weekend. Because now Asmira is living with Dika and that makes Jasmine saturated with solitude. "Watered the plants already, stroking the leaves already, I'm really tired of being at home." Jasmine grumbled and laid her body on the sofa, looking at the pictures of herself and her little family.

Her eyes captured a small frame of her and Dika's portrait while married. Then he stood up and walked up to the frame and brought it back to the sofa. Hugged her and rubbed her ex-husband's face. "If we hadn't seen each other again, if I hadn't fallen into your arms, if you hadn't made me fall in love too deeply with you, let's just turn the clock around. I won't let you be a part of my life until you make me fall wounded like this." His eyes were closed, shedding tears of disappointment.

This knock on the door shattered the silhouette of Jasmine's past memories. When he brought Dika to his home and brought her to his world.

Jasmine walked towards the direction and opened it, how shocked she was to see who was coming. "The troublemaker." Jasmine sneers when she finds out that her sister Raka is a guest during the day.

"My sister is beautiful, unchh-unchhh, widow of the Kenang Estate." Raka laughs at her brother.

"You really suck Raka." Plaque plaque, Jasmine hit her sister's shoulder.

"Aww, aww, it hurts." Raka pretended to be in pain.

"Lebay, in. You alone?" Jasmine asked as her sister just stood alone in front of the door.

"Well who else is sister, mom and dad are busy." Raka with her big steps entered and observed the contents of her brother's new house. "Why did you put up pictures of your brother and him?" Raka's eyes were fixed on one wall filled with portraits of her sister's small family.

"Where's Adelle, you got into a fight with her?" Jasmine diverted the conversation.

"Sir, why? Try to forget that man." Raka turned and turned to the corner of the other room. He went to the dining room that was united with the kitchen.

"That's just for Asmira, the boy will ask why there's no picture of his father in this house. You think it's easy for you to forget her, Raka. Huft.

"You know when big brother is like this, you have to move on."

"You're so easy to talk like that 'Ka, just try you in big brother's position. You must be confused. You want to forget someone but every Sunday you meet him. You don't think how about asmira, she'll definitely feel lost. Sister just wants Asmira to not lack the affection of me or her father." Jasmine bowed, the look on her face began to change.

"Just so, sorry." Raka tries to understand but it feels like she is still furious with her brother's ex-husband, Dika.

"Self?" Raka continued, whose eyes were wandering around staring at the entire room of Jasmine.

"Yes my own sister, the housekeeping assistant here only comes once every two days. Why?" Ask Jasmine.

"How can my sister be, don't you want to have fun?"

"Happy?" Jasmine's forehead flinched.

"Come brother, we're having fun. You have to find a new boyfriend and start a new life." Raka answered while picking up a bottle of cold beer in the refrigerator.

"Don't be silly Raka, sister's pregnant." Jasmine closed her mouth, she slipped.

"What?!" Raka surprised.

"Who's pregnant with you, huh! Who would dare to touch brother?!" Raka spoke with fury.

"Calm down, where maybe your brother has been with another man not too long ago divorced. Hmm this is Dika's son, he's grown up before yesterday's divorce." Jasmine smiled, she would cherish the seeds growing in her womb without thinking about the fate of how she and her son would live in the future, which she knew she could now still independently support.

"Raka, let this fetus grow. Let this baby accompany the sister later." Jasmine's eyes were glazed.

"It's okay if it's your decision. Let's have some fun, brother, I'm bored at home."

"Where are we going, do you want to accompany sister check the womb?" Jasmine continued while smiling.

Raka seems confused if she agrees to her brother's request could be that she is considered her brother's husband, is ridiculous. Raka up and down her shoulders, amused.

"No, I don't want to." Answer Raka.

"Why?" Jasmine's face instantly turned grim.

"So big brother's face sucks, I don't want to be mistaken for sister's husband later. What a big brother is not shy about bringing a handsome young boy and accompanying a gynecologist. What if I don't do it later, brother?" Cebik Raka at length.

"Just like, we're going to the mall. Wanna see what you eat?" Jasmine relented for the sake of her handsome sister.

"Streetings in the mall aja kak, lunch or shopping." He could not have seen her brother. It's ridiculous if he ever watched with his girlfriend but this time he had to watch with his brother.

"Yes, but you're the one who bought brother huh. Nod." Now, please." Jasmine passed up the stairs and shouted "Sister get ready first, remember brother's many treaties." With laughter and laughter.

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"Does my brother have to take me like this?" As soon as he arrived at the mall, Jasmine slalu slipped spoiled on his sister's shoulder. He felt like a child who was afraid of being lost in the crowd.

"Sister's hand is like something's missing if it's not holding anyone. Come on, just this time." Jasmine's eyes winked.

"Alright, as long as you're happy." Raka smiled, she understood if her brother slalu took Asmira or the goddamn man if walking in the mall.

"So, you had a fight with Adelle?" Because Raka doesn't usually just meet Jasmine herself. Usually he will take his lover and will be like a postage stamp.

"He's busy."

"Owh, you don't tell mom or dad if you're pregnant. It's a secret."

"Why is that?"

"Mother must be sad to know you're pregnant without a husband."

"Sister, let's have some fun. Brother wants ice cream or a new shirt. Yesterday Raka won the tender."

"You sure? Brother will be scolded if you've been shopping."

"Surely, choose whichever one you like and remember to buy it for my cute niece."

Jasmine's eyes were round, it was really like she had gotten such an amazing gift on Saturday. The streets with his sister in the treat a lot of food and printed items for him to make home decoration. Fortunately only decorative printouts, not memory prints 😆