Ceo Somplak Fall in Love
CSJC: Chapter 89

The hill will collapse if there are no trees, the river will be dry if it is not filled with water, sunlight will not be visible if cloud cover, cloud cover, likewise with a heart that can never be sincere if it has never been lost.

"Losing her is the worst gift I could ever believe in, if there were never ever an immortal being in this world." Gibran stared softly at the meal in front of him. Tomb whose soil is still wet and full of sprinkling rose petals of various colors, he rubbed a tombstone that reads a beautiful name there.

"You must be sincere, dear. He's happy there." Jasmine rubbed Gibran with pity, her husband looking very sad now.

Gibran smiled, he turned to look at the beautiful face of his wife which made his heart feel a little calm. Gibran touched Jasmine's hand that was still on his shoulder, Gibran rubbed the hand to give understanding to his wife if she was okay even though she did not say by mouth.

"Let's go in the house! The weather is very cloudy, it may soon rain." Jasmine helped Gibran to his feet. Gibran refused it.

"You go in first, I'll catch up. Pity our children if they get rained on." Gibran rubbed Jasmine's still flat stomach gently.

"All right, I'm going in first. Don't let you get rained on!" Jasmine gives a brief peck at the top of Gibran's head before he passes inside the house.

"okay." Gibran nodded obediently.

Jasmine walked in slowly leaving Gibran who was now staring back at the tomb in front of her with a grieving face. Just five steps away, Jasmine turned her head back and still looked at Gibran as before. Jasmine gave a poignant smile, she took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Jasmine walked back and this time she no longer looked back to see her husband who was still very, very sad.

Jasmine washed her dirty feet and hands in the faucet behind the house. After that, he went straight through the back door, as Jasmine walked through the kitchen to head to the living room, Jasmine saw her mother-in-law was there and was busy making soup while holding Gio.

"Mother, let Jasmine cook, Mother just sit down!" jasmine said, she walked over to her in-laws who looked very bothered.

"I'm rapopo. Wes, sliramu gogok wae, rasah kakean, mengko ndak kesel." (I'm fine. Already, you just sit down, do not need to move much, later even tired.)

"Yes, here let Gio I carry, Bun!" Ranti smiled, she nodded then gave Gio to Jasmine.

Jasmine instantly kissed Gio who was looking at her with an adorable gaze, the eyes of the average baby looked bigger and rounder due to their still small faces, it made most babies very cute.

"Obviously, it's your father-in-law who asks." Ranti smiled with red cheeks in embarrassment.

"Hehe, the more romantic you are." Jasmine giggled amusedly, she felt happy to be part of the Dinarta family.

"Choose, you're rich. Every night you must also work overtime with the sableng." Now that Jasmine's face was flushed, Ranti's words were not entirely wrong, it was just not right because not every night Jasmine worked overtime with her husband, there was already a result in her womb right now.

"That's a secret, Bun." Jasmine pulled the plastic chair without backrest to sit down.

"Where's your husband?" Ranti asked while looking for her chicks.

"Still in the tomb, so sad for him." Jasmine smiled faintly, there was a sense of jealousy in her heart seeing Gibran being extremely sad at the tomb earlier.

"It's been 3 hours, isn't your husband the boss of what?" Ranti is now busy cutting onions and cutting red chili goods, as well as tomatoes that will be cooked into sambal.

"No way, Bun. I invited him in, too, but he didn't." Jasmine said with annoyance accompanied by a puff of annoyed breath.

"Hadeh, you son. Rachel died alone in bed, it's a pity that she's just as Rachel as she is." Ranti shook her head while smiling.

"Maclum, Bun. Rachel died after giving birth to three children." Jasmine smiled wryly, she felt Gio's tiny hand play the clothes she was wearing at the moment.

Jasmine looked at her sister's cute face then kissed her puffed cheeks.

"Mother was surprised" said Ranti.

"Jasmine is also sad actually, Bun. Rachel the female rabbit is dead."