Scandal Compound Love
Episode 48's

Erotic activity bathing motion overnight, it seems enough to make the arrangement of the bones in Jasmine's body feel cracked and broken.

Sayu eyes typical wake up that sleep, lighten around. Looking for a figure that makes his entire body barely able to move freely. The tip of the white blanket squeezed him in front of the chest, interrupting the protruding intimate part behind it while slowly raising his plain body to sit down.

With his hair unraveled in disarray, his head slid to the left, where last night the man he thought Austin was taking a position. The bed next to him was empty. Benedict wasn't there.

"Where is he?" Jasmine muttered, then began to call after feeling no meaningful movement in the room. "Ben!" Not loud enough. A moment of silence waiting for the speech. "Nothing?" again, he began to be confused. "Huh, maybe he's having breakfast downstairs again." At least that assumption is enough to make him not raise bad thoughts about the idol.

The phone on the loud nightstand rang just as he had just lowered a pair of his bare feet to the bottom of the floor.

He thought it was using his right hand and then attached to the ear. "Yes, Dy!"

"...."

Hearing Kandyla's shrill voice across the phone, Jasmine suddenly glanced at the clock hanging in the right corner of the room. "Yes, God!" said surprised. "Hour seven!" A spring slammed from the bed.

"...."

"Yes, yes! I'm going there now!"

With a fast tempo, Jasmine wore one by one her clothes scattered at several points around the floor, no longer caring about the pain all over her body.

For a moment he reflected, tidying his alakadar hair so as not to look messy.

Catching the cell of the shadow painting inside the mirror, Jasmine smiled tickled. Slowly braided, two small size kiss marks are divided at two points far apart, the work of Andrew on his neck. "You're embarrassing me, Ben! I'm gonna shoot a little bit more."

Counting twice, his phone again went off. And this time, Denia's name was plastered filling the call screen. Jasmine didn't want to respond. It's pretty uncomfortable to hear it.

He took swift steps, so as not to waste too much time. But no good, long time not playing with the man in bed after the last time by Dayhan, he was quite difficult. In addition to the bones that feel crumpled, the cell4ngkangannya also feels pain.

But he should be able to behave normally in front of Kandyla, Denia and also his crew.

Before the door closed, Jasmine muttered with eyes sweeping across the room smiling, "I work first, Ben. I'll see you again, because my job is done. Papay, Honey!"

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A car is moving faster than its intended limit. From the route he took, the vehicle drove towards the international airport in the country.

"I have to go to Indonesia. I have to make sure everything!"

Andrew Blue Benedict's.

Since it became clear who Jasmine really was, he could no longer close his eyes overnight. Only the ritual of pacing back and forth riled that he did in the hotel room witnessed his hot romance with the woman who slept in bed.

Passing a third of the night air, Andrew decided;

He had to leave, before Jasmine woke up and realized the irregularities that had befallen her. Spring the plane ticket in his order, to take the fastest flight to Indonesia.

Currently where Jasmine is located ....

For hours, the woman had been stifled in the bathroom - soaking herself in a bathtub full of water.

"I'm disgusting! I'm disgusting!" He roared in unmatched sorrow. Blaspheming his entire body through angry blows. Of course to himself.

Spilling all the taste in a circle of tears that seemed endless. Roll up fretfully, sip unbelief, swallow bitterness more bitter a thousand times that of bile.

No longer a form of frustration, but rather ... uphill meaning 'depression'.

After filming this afternoon, the woman received a video call request from Austin-Austin in fact. The first word he said was right when Austin's face appeared in the video; "Hay!" While praying with a smile. "Where are you now? How come out of the room didn't leave a message for me this morning?"

Hearing so, a thick twitch wrapped Austin's face of course.

"So morning?"

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Nimas's gleeful story and the photos Austin sent him, containing the moment the man's walk with Lily yesterday at the Amusement Park, further reinforce the fact that what Austin said was not a lie, he didn't go after Jasmine to London at all.

And Jasmine .. her stupid attitude that was too happy to find the figure in the corridor of the hotel yesterday, made her forget as little as the question about her daughter.

True, Austin could not have left Lily alone on a trip that was not as close as the distance from Jakarta to Bogor.

"Ouh, sorry, Ben. I'm so scared of you, I'm dreaming."

The stump of that sentence that Jasmine spoke as a prank to divert Austin's confusion in her video call connection.

The man certainly believed. Although after that Jasmine was no longer able to hold back the crying which then became an incredible explosion of grief. The call closed unilaterally after saying goodbye to Austin to go to the bathroom.

He turned himself in to another man who wasn't Austin last night. Do it passionately and lovingly. But who would have thought, that man was not the one he was craving. A foreign man who gets himself for free.

If from the beginning he knew, all of you asked for payment. It was better than being a fool for not following the true heart of doubt over the man.

And at this time ....

"Jas! Don't keep believing, dong?!" Kandyla was beginning to get confused. The door that did not open continued to be pounded.

With Denia, he relentlessly tried to persuade Jasmine to come out.

"Where are you, Miss Didy?" Denia showed her desperation.

"Gua doesn't know either, Den!"

In the bathroom.

With still fully dressed up the rest of the filming earlier this afternoon, Jasmine's body began to shiver. Hugged his knee in the water bath.

Fifteen minutes ago, he was still roaring with regret. The dirty work he did with the Austin-like guy last night completely blew him up again in a muddle of mistakes.

How could he be so careless?

Though clearly he realized there was something different from the man's temperament.

Tired of lamenting, Imeu Jasmine's gaze moved sweeping around with a murky glare.

Water faucets, tissue golong, various types of soap with different functions, and .. everything is not interesting!

Until finally ... the woman's desperate gaze fell on the water that was soaking her own body.

Supported by the crazy suggestion that entered his mind, slowly with eyes closed full of readiness, Jasmine lowered her body.

Slowly ....

Very slowly ....

It felt that the water limit now reached the middle of his neck, continued to fall, until finally submerged completely without any visible other than floating hair.

The entire body of Jasmine had sunk into the water in a recumbent position. His palm holds the edge of the bathtub, until it looks sweet veins around his finger stretch.

As much as possible he held his body weight and pressed so as not to rise to the surface.

For a moment the opening of the eyes, the ceiling of the room from the water was full of pain.

Lily... Sorry Mama, Son.

Ben ... I'm sorry.

I'm goin.

Then back to eye. Kicking the urge to pop to the surface. Just then his breathing began to feel an incredible tightness.

Feeling silent, even from outside the door, Kandyla kept shouting for her name.

He will close all his stories from here.

Maybe in a moment, he will see how the real life of the angel of death.

Perhaps in a moment, he would see his own body floating on the water with bulging eyes.

A message from the heart, between breaths that are getting narrowed;

Wind, give my last greetings to those who love me.

Tell them that I .. am also very, very, very loving to them.