
Jasmine was endlessly crying all the way to the apartment from the beginning to return home from Austin. And now he continues by locking himself in his room.
"Jas! Your inget still has Lily! Watch out for you if you are reckless enough to nantang ko'it again!" Kandyla warned as she banged on Jasmine's bedroom door from outside. Anxiety began to ambush, considering how his best friend had almost lost his life due to shallow thinking.
Jasmine did not want to answer.
His knee pair he tight bend, then hugged him in a sitting position on the bed. A face-embab complete with tears that keep flowing, portraying itself in the abyss of true fragility.
Austin's unilateral decision really hurt him. He knows she is not a perfect woman. He realized he was even dirty. In addition to Austin, Dayhan has also touched her. Plus .... foreign men like Austin in London there, also enjoy the sensation of warm body that is really cheap. He is a fool!
And maybe that's why Austin felt disgusted by him until he ended up deciding a love story that even just reached the second page. Just assumption.
But why did Austin have to pretend to accept, when he explained the whole chronology of the foul scene, in London?
Why did Austin make her expect so high of an acceptance?
Why must it be fake to cover a fist of disappointment?
Jasmine could not understand. The man did not even mention the reason behind his decision.
Now his frail shoulders are getting stronger and stronger. Again time gave him this painful torment.
God ....
Starting to lift the face to just straighten the breath, then rotate the neck toward the window whose curtains blush perfectly.
A beautiful afternoon ....
The shadow of Austin's face felt more and more of a sip of space Jasmine thought dimly. The pain it produces is similar to a knife stroke with a thin and sharp blade but amazingly painful.
Could it be that he is overconfident? Jasmine smiled wryly between her cries. "Stupid!" It's a curse to itself.
Austin was a handsome, funny, charismatic man, all his greedy merits embraced. Obviously, the man would definitely easily get any woman as he pleased.
He is just rubbish!
Along with the struggles of his inner world ....
"Jas! Open the door dong!" Kandyla shouted from outside the room. "Someone wants to see you, right!"
Jasmine stomped her face towards the door. Without answering, he got out of bed, after first wiping the tears that felt difficult to dry.
CLAMPS!
"Hhuuff! Thank God, I don't have to call security anymore, break down the door." Kandyla rubbed her chest with a sigh of relief.
"Who wants to see me, Dy?" Jasmine asked in a hoarse voice, straight away without replying Kandyla previously said. Only spitting out a part of the body, the door he opened.
"Ah, yes! There's Sigi noh in the living room!" A direction was pointed at Kandyla with her chin turned away. There was a grateful look printed on his face as he said, "Luckily he came."
"Dear?"
"Hm. Meetup, yes!" kandyla said with a carefree smile as usual. "Oiya, Jas. Mbok wants to come from Java. Still on the train, anyway. The cave's going to the station now. Let's fit him nyampe, not late wait."
Kandyla's notice greeted Jasmine with a thin nod. "Be careful with the car."
"Yes! Yes, I did, I didn't meet Sigi. All the caves are out."
From all distances, Sigi's oriental handsome face was already visible. The man raised his body low to stand up from his sweet seat on the sofa, welcoming Jasmine who was getting closer to him. "Jas!" The look on Jasmine's face was treated with concern.
Little Kandyla recounted the condition just as she had come. And he thought to himself, "He's kayak gini, just because of Bennedict!"
"Gi, pull the cave. Titip Jasmine until the cave turned back, yes," said Kandyla as she reached for the keys of her car lying on the table to produce a rattling sound that was then devoured by her fist.
"Yes! The cave must be guarding! You be careful, Dy! Wrestling."
"Hm."
As soon as Kandyla was out of sight, Sigi immediately turned her focus back on Jasmine, who was now sitting on the sofa opposite her, after driving Kandyla to the doorstep.
"Hm." Jasmine said alakadar, with no interest.
"You're all right, aren't you?"
"Yes, I'm good."
Sigi certainly knew, that was not the real answer Jasmine felt. The girl was unable to even attract a smile as thin as gauze.
Then, it means here he himself is a fool, connected his question.
You know, nanya!
Minutes of crawling up the number to twenty. Jasmine was still silent in her sitting position with a sideways look leading to a giant urn carved with flowers in the corner of the room.
And that made Sigi start to feel bad. Every word and question is always answered by Jasmine with a short answer ‘hmm’.
Clearly feeling neglected, Sigi finally chose to get up, then stepped around the blocked table in the middle, to reach a position closer to the woman.
He sat next to Jasmine. Quite doubtful it looks. Until finally the man decided between brief thoughts that were encouraging.
"What do you want?!" Spontaneous Jasmine jerked her head towards Sigi and precisely hit that handsome face.
A pair of Sigi's hands clasped his body from the side. Jasmine's astonishment was complete with bulging eyes.
His breath and Sigi also hit each other.
"Lupain Bennedict," said Sigi's plan with a heavy voice. "Look at me."
Jasmine was still in her position. Sigi's treatment was too shocking, until his blood flow seemed to freeze.
"I'm still waiting for you, Jas," continued Sigi further tightened his embrace. "I promise I'll keep you happy. As long as you want to escape Bennedict." Slowly, one hand he raised on Jasmine's face, then gently wiped away her tears. "I love you, Jas," he whispered.
It was an expression of his love to many times, which Jasmine then always rejected for the same reason. This time ....
For a moment, Jasmine was still hypnotized by Sigi's treatment.
Until a split second later, his consciousness suddenly returned, when Sigi's lips were already clinging to his lips. "No!" He pushed Sigi's body strong until the man's back fell on the arm of the sofa. "I can't!" He shook with a shaken expression.
This was the fool Jasmine was, easily swayed by the temptation of a man. Weak!
But it seems ....
After Dayhan .. there will be no more!
Jasmine stood up and lifted her body. Then she ran to her room, but ....
"Damn it!"
THE GEP!
Sigi caught his arm quickly. "I'm fine talking to you feeling the same way!" he said with a beavering look. "What's my lack compared to Benedict, Jasmine?! I'm handsome, I'm rich!" haughty shouting. "Remember one thing! Because I live you're this good!"
Jasmine started crying again. He kept trying to get away from the man's cheats, no matter what. "Sigi please .. don't force me."
Not granting it, Sigi instead pulled Jasmine's body more adrift, then pushed it to hit the wall.
Jasmine was pressed with one hand that Sigi locked on the side wall of her head, while her body was completely unable to move, because Sigi's other hand coiled a ninety-degree adhesion on her back to her waist.
"I don't need a thank you from you, Jasmine. All I need is .. You just want to accept me. Just it! What's hard?!"
The stronger Jasmine thrashed, the stronger Sigi locked her away.
"With you constantly rejecting me, that means, you lure me to force in other ways!"
"Nggaaaaa!"