
Jasmine can understand the thoughts of men who although, men look pious must have a perverted mind, there is no way not least if married men are savage sometimes according to Jasmine. Isn't that woman's temptation the most dangerous? (Author still plain do not understand the purpose of Jasmine ðŸ¤).
Because seeing Gibran whose brain contents are buried with perverted-smelling things, Jasmine will awaken Gibran in one way. At this moment Jasmine looked at Gibran with a fierce gaze then responded to Gibran's question.
"Of course I'm serious, but before drinking, feel this, hyaaa ...." Jasmine raised her right leg then guiltlessly kicked Gibran's trunk until Gibran felt an excruciating pain.
Because it was so right on target, Jasmine was silent for a while and after feeling satisfied for succeeding, Jasmine immediately ran a thousand and one steps away so as not to get a scolding from Gibran the pervert.
"Dada, Mr. Elephant," said Jasmine as she ran.
Gibran, who had a surprise attack on his sensitive area, shouted and held onto his own.
"Npus ... Jasmine!" Gibran shouted loudly until the two nurses who were still in the room covered their ears.
Gibran still continued to hold hers while grimacing because Jasmine's kick was truly a death kick.
"Basin Jasmine is crazy, Ronaldowati the batok head ... just lost to her," said Gibran, who made two female nurses chuckle.
"Why are you laughing, what are you laughing at?" asked Gibran with glaring eyes.
"Ronaldowati is not a batok head, sir. But the bald head." Nurse said Gibran.
"Do you like watching BoBoiBoy cartoons?" gibran asked suspicious of the two female nurses.
"What cartoon BoBoiBoy is?" The nurse asked back.
"Your father, you said the head of the box, well that the head of the box was an alien." Gibran.
"Sir, it looks like you have to have a psychic test" said one of the nurses.
"Why me?"
"You're a little bit clingy" said the nurse again, and they chuckled at their words.
"You can be quiet?" gibran said fiercely because he was laughed at by the female nurse.
The two female nurses looked at each other then shrugged their shoulders and smiled together. Since their task was done, they chose to leave the Bayu room rather than get angry from Gibran the Male Bear. The female nurse simply nodded as she passed Gibran and did not say a word.
Feeling his own was somewhat better, Gibran pulled a chair next to Bayu's bed and he sat there looking at Bayu's face that looked still pale.
"Baby, don't you want to get up and see my handsome face?" gibran said, holding Bayu's right hand tightly.
"Bay, don't keep quiet dong! Ah .. You're not cool, Bay. The time of falling from the plane just have to not want to wake up rich gini."
Gibran can only exhale rough when he does not get any response from Bayu. Didn't Bayu had held back the pain when Jasmine stepped on his finger, but why now there was no response. Why is this mayu actually?
Gibran did not give up so easily, his heart was broken when he saw his best friend, brother, enemy, and private secretary lying weakly in the hospital. Bayu who had accompanied him to do crazy things no longer existed, there was only Bayu who was silent and comfortably slept alone did not want to wake up to just remind Gibran if he did wrong.
Gibran continued to invite Bayu to talk and occasionally Gibran hands jail menoel-noel Bayu cheeks or even pluck the nose hair Bayu hope that Bayu can wake up.
I want to get up and break Lo's hand, Gib. But unfortunately I can't, my western eyes want me to open. That's the response Bayu gave when he heard Gibran who continued nerocos nonstop. Bayu can indeed hear the words of those close to him but to respond that he cannot.
Where from, one gram of gold I don't have. Again Bayu responded with his heart.
"Gue can't believe that you don't have gold. You even have 55 kg of gold, Bay." Gibran still continues to respond to Bayu's heart.
I told you that I don't have one gram, I still want to go Lo, Gib. If I could wake up I would have put Lo's head under my armpits.
"Lo will have, Gibran gold, hahaha ...." Gibran pinched Bayu's snub nose until it flushed.
Damn Lo Gib. I can't do anything right now. Uh ... wait! How can you hear my voice?
"Gue's been dead, so I can hear all the words, Lo." Gibran answered and kissed Bayu on the forehead.
It was like Bayu cursed Gibran for daring to kiss him. However, Bayu chose to remain silent and not to deepen again for fear that Gibran would go further and further.
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Jasmine who had escaped was now sitting relaxing under a banyan tree that was in the hospital garden where Bayu was treated.
There was a bamboo swing with a rope tied to one of the branches of another tree beside the banyan tree. To be sure, the size of the tree was smaller than the size of the banyan tree.
Jasmine initially thought that Gibran would pursue her like the Indian films she often watched and caught and kissed her like the monotonous romance of Korean dramas. Imagining had already made Jasmine like a madman for continuing to smile without caring about her surroundings.
However, the shadow is only a shadow because Gibran did not pursue it at all. Honestly, there was a sense of disappointment in Jasmine's heart but the girl did not show it.
"Rather than thinking Mr. Bear mengingan I play swing here, quiet and comfortable do not make dizzy." Jasmine monologued and stepped towards the swing then without excuse sat there quietly.
The breeze blows breeze makes the suana there more comfortable and soothing. The dress that Jasmine was wearing was waving quietly as it was blown by the wind.
Jasmine's feet rested on the ground, and in a slow motion swung the wooden swing. It was very comfortable, so Jasmine could slightly forget the problem that was addressing her.
If time could play, uh could stop right now, I would be so happy.
From a distance one pair of eyes looked in the direction where Jasmine was. However, the owner of the eyes was standing up because what he saw was a long-haired woman sitting on a swing under a banyan tree.
"So cool, this kind of broad daylight there's aunty kun** under the tree."
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This is the expression of Gibran when he saw Jasmine in Aunt Kunti.
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