
"Jasmine would be happy if she married the one you chose, son. Your sister will certainly be fulfilled her life and guaranteed her future," Akbar assured Ridwan.
"My father ...."
"Next week your sister will marry the man you have chosen. You take it easy, son, because that man isn't the man he used to be." Akbar smiled, he did not care about Ridwan who did not accept the decision his parents took.
Ridwan left them without a word and entered Jasmine's room to see her sleeping sister with a sad look on her face.
Ridwan sat on the edge of the bed and his hand rubbed Jasmine's head slowly. "Sister," called Jasmine as she woke up because she was sleeping was actually uncomfortable so a slight touch could wake her up.
"Sleep! Brother will accompany you here." Ridwan smiled shadyly, a smile that made Jasmine feel calm from feeling she was protected.
"I don't want to marry a father's chosen one, but all the sacrifices they've made for me have made me so weak." Jasmine did not comply, she got up and hugged her brother very tightly.
"Let's get out of this country!" take Ridwan with great confidence.
"Where?" jasmine asked looking at the handsome face of her brother who was like a Korean and Thai actor.
"Anywhere, as long as we leave this country. Hows it? Do you want to?" Ridwan tidied up the hair that partially covered Jasmine's face.
"Of course I want to, because a few days ago I also made a passport for myself." Jasmine agreed to Ridwan's proposal.
"Prepare, we'll leave after the house is safe and quiet." Jasmine was immediately prepared to carry a backpack without a suitcase because it would be very complicated if she carried a suitcase. The two of them left quietly at night when their parents were already sleeping soundly.
No one will know where they went, because without their parents' knowledge. The two of them join a secret group that always carries out missions to other countries with different identities.
Unfortunately, Jasmine has been inactive for three years since her first matchmaking drama failed because she rejected it in a subtle and rough way until she left home and ended up staying with Airin, her best friend.
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"Good, you're gonna have a new family member, sweetie." Satya spoke in a very enthusiastic tone and a twinkle of happiness emanated clearly on her face.
"Don't tell me you're pregnant again." Gibran was already looking at Satya with a look of misgivings unprepared if he would have a younger brother at more than twenty years old.
"Why are you pregnant again? You don't like having a sister?" satya asked, looking into Gibran's face.
"My sister won't call me sister but she'll call me dad and call dad and mom with grandpa call." Gibran chuckled at the thought that if he had a younger brother it would be very strange but exciting, just look at the age of his old parents will have another child, would his sister not be confused?
"You don't think you deserve to hold a baby?" Satya seemed to not accept Gibran's words. Satya frowned while hugging the sofa cushion next to her, her behavior was really like a little girl was angry because her toys were missing.
"Of course, Dad still deserves to hold a baby but, baby's a grandson Daddy's not Dad's son." Gibran responded casually and saw the look on his father's face turned bright.
"Mother, come here dong, Gibran want to ask something to Mother!" pinta Gibran when she saw Ranti had just come down from the second floor.
"What do you want to ask, honey?" Ranti sat beside Gibran, then stroked his son's head affectionately.
"Gibran wants a sister, huh, Bun?" Gibran stared at Ranti as if he wanted to hear no answer from Ranti's mouth straight away.
Ranti immediately looked at her husband sharply because she was sure that it was her husband who made Gibran to be able to ask about this.
Satya instead gives a distant kiss to Ranti and is not afraid of the eagle gaze of the woman who has entered her heart and she always enters every night.
Ranti was silent while blushing because her husband really asked to make sour vegetables because his actions always made her melt like a candle. What is ferguso's relationship?
"Why are you asking that question, mother?" Ranti rubbed Gibran's head on her thigh because Gibran changed position to fall.
"Yes, Gibran just asked, Bun. I want to know, curious too." Gibran spoke with a slight frown because he was completely unprepared for having a younger brother.
"Have you got a future wife yet?" Ranti shifted her conversation, making Gibran flick his lips in annoyance.
"There's a candidate, and I'm just investigating all about him." Gibran smiled when he remembered Jasmine who had made his heart feel dag-dig-dug. Ramadan kali.
"Oh, huh? Do you know who the candidate you chose to be your daughter-in-law is?" Ranti looks happy to know Gibran already has a candidate who will be his wife.
"Jasmine, Mother. Do you agree that Gibran married her?" Gibran rubbed his nose in Ranti's stomach, for some reason he was eager to do so.
"Why didn't you just marry Cambodia and choose to marry Jasmine? Oh, yeah, Jane your ex how are you?" Satya overhears Jasmine's conversation with her son.
"Why don't you tell Gibran to die again so he can marry a beautiful and sexy ghost?" Gibran is upset that his father likes to joke with him.
"Lha you're dead why did you live again?" asked Ranti who made Gibran immediately wake up and look at Ranti with a sad look.
"Because if Gibran doesn't wake up, I want to make a sister for Gibran." Gibran said very smoothly without pause.
Satya immediately coughed at Gibran's words which were not at all wrong. Ranti immediately smiled embarrassed because remember that on the day of Gibran's death, he was invited to make a replacement for Gibran.
"Here you go, Mommy really agrees if you marry Jasmine because you have been since you first saw Jasmine immediately liked Jasmine's attitude and you will be very happy if you marry her." Ranti has given her blessing, and Satya will certainly participate in blessing if the wife has approved.
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