Scandal Compound Love
Episode 21

Decit the sound of the door opening sounded quietly and carefully, then closed back intact with a slow push of his palm.

Dayhan Adinata - full name. He had just entered Jasmine's room. A white shirt with arms rolled up in the elbow, indicating that he had not done any treatment to clean his body after returning from the hospital some time ago with Jasmine.

Long enough Dayhan waited for Jasmine to wake up from her stupor, due to the chaos and shock that hit the woman after her meeting with Austin at the venue at noon this afternoon.

The doctor's advice that Jasmine stay for more intensive care one night only, not heeded Jasmine. The woman felt herself okay. Then choose to go home after feeling calm enough.

And at this time ....

Dayhan's gaze had fallen on the figure of his mp room which was now curled up with a blanket wrapped only up to his waist. Next to his arm appears to be a pillow to support his sideways head, while the other he uses to squeeze the sheets in front of him until tangled - as a form of honest release of feeling, still painful.

The rest of the mattress behind Jasmine's body, Dayhan was taken to sit there, aligned with Jasmine's back which seemed not disturbed by the movement behind her body at all.

"Jas." Jas." The right palm of his hand he lifted to caress the delicate hair of the woman. "Eat first, yuk? You have to take medicine. It's a real malem!" dayhan said sounding attentive.

Jasmine flirted with her position. The moist eyes that he had been hiding from Oma Lissa, now looked increasingly chaotic. "I'm not a laper, brother," he said quietly with a little hoarse voice.

"But you have to eat, honey."

And that call was what finally got Jasmine piqued. Somehow his heart was. He flipped his body into a back. The movement that then banged his breath with Dayhan's face which was only one inch away from his tangled face.

Jasmine was glued in silence. His breathing was slightly uphill from before, signifying a sudden awkwardness of greeting.

Dayhan had bent his elbows beside Jasmine's head, forming a half-lying position with his legs still dangling to the floor. While the other hand now moves to remove the damp cheek of the woman. Tidying children's hair that is glued to the wet in its part. "You can't get sick" he said in a soft cotton voice. "You want Lily back with you again, hmm?"

That's a good question.

Jasmine looked at Dayhan's face slightly surprised. "I mean Brother?"

With a smile, Dayhan again crept his palm caress on Jasmine's face until it ended in one of the most tantalizing parts of the woman's lips. Pink polish that is almost faded, looks very sweet imaginable. Sweet as if demanding to be let down.

"You know I'm a lawyer" Dayhan said in a heavy tone. The pink lips was played with a gentle swab of his thumb. "I can do anything so Lily's custody falls back on you." The gaze of her eyes increasingly vigorously swept over every detail of Jasmine's sweet face.

And Jasmine ....

Being treated to such temptations, as if bewitched, in an instant, his mind veered from the murky shadows of Austin and Lily, becoming focused on Dayhan's movements that felt softly felt. He petrifies. His circle of eyes fell lubricating Dayhan's enchanting face in front of him. Every word the man said did not even take a sip in his big brain at all.

"I'll do anything to make you happy." Dayhan's voice was getting heavy. "I love you, Jas."

A sweet confession. A confession that made Jasmine again a fool. The woman was more obedient to her clamor. Staring in disbelief at the silhouette of the face that loomed behind the light of the lights above the ceiling. Even without feeling it, Dayhan's pair of legs had now been perfectly up-located beside him.

The warm roar of the man's breath felt increasingly stronger against the skin of his face.

At first, Jasmine's eyes showed surprise by slightly widening the frame, but slowly dimming the signs he began to carry.

Anyone must be the same! It's too naive to say if this is overrated. Because the reality ... is more than an exaggeration. Just enjoy it without having to scream hate. They are still them, and you are still you!

Jasmine and Dayhan. That is to say, not only are some forms of attention in the themes of love and feeling, they also have other needs - biological needs that are more demanding in the form of a touch.

(Please be wiser and more mature. Can distinguish which is good and which is blocking).

With his breath still roaring in the hunt, Dayhan released his lip link. Not to give in to consciousness, but to move increasingly to insanity. He kisses her down on the curve of Jasmine's neck. Exploring each part until it goes down around the chest that two buttons he has removed.

Jasmine let out a brief gulp. Accompanying a thin sigh that indicates .. he also began to enjoy the sensation.

There is not a single drop of rejection. Dayhan's charm is too strong to deny. And in a split second, Jasmine had been submissive under his power. He took part in a brutal surge that of course felt beautiful.

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Sweat blushes challenge the desire in a full-fledged activity that has taken almost an hour.

And at the moment the clock is showing at 11:45 towards midnight. Truly the quality of time that Dayhan took for unknown waranya by the grandmother-Oma Lissa. The old lady always took a nap in the young hours before the number ten. And it has certainly been tested for truth.

The white sheets with the faint patterns of the flowers had been in a mess. Apparently the sweat-patterned fight between Jasmine and Dayhan was quite using force. But not loud enough the noise they let out-by not inviting the attention of the whole house of course.

They're just over. Dayhan had raised his limbs above Jasmine's innocent body. Then change his position into a sideways hug.

"Do you think we're doing this?" Dayhan asked a few minutes later. Seeing Jasmine who was suddenly speechless put on a face look as if sad.

Jasmine's palm rose caressing the cheek with a thin bewok belonging to the man. "I'm just scared" he said in a weak voice.

"What are you afraid of?" tanya Dayhan was curious as well. "Are you afraid of getting pregnant?" continued. "I didn't even get out there in the dalem" he said honestly.

Jasmine hurriedly shook her head. "Not that, not that!"

"Trus?!"

"I'm afraid Oma knows. He must be disappointed with me, if you know his beloved grandson who was engaged this suddenly went into a relationship with me."

Hugs with facing positions were increasingly glued Dayhan. "Oma won't know, if we walk this as neat as possible."

"Then Alexa?"

"I never loved him! You know that!" deny Dayhan as is. Jasmine's brow was deep and soulful. "Now and until any time .. My love is entirely for you. It doesn't matter if we have to backstreet forever. All I want, I keep you together."