Ceo Somplak Fall in Love
CSJC: Chapter 98
Airin immediately pinched Jasmine's hand in annoyance at being so disconnected from her. Jasmine did not scream, she only grimaced at the pain of her best friend's pinch.
"Assalamu'alaikum, my daughter." A voice that Jasmine was very familiar with distracted her. Jasmine misses Akbar so much because from childhood she was closer to her father than to her mother.
"Waalaikumsalam, Dad." Jasmine smiled, she felt Airin's embrace had been released and now the scent of the male body that became the hero figure for her was domineering for hugging her.
Really, being hugged by his father after a long time made him moved because he could not be lied to if he felt homesick.
Airin immediately dodged as Ridwan stood beside her and was about to embrace her shoulder. Airin is a woman who is not too sensitive to the feelings of a man. However, he is very sensitive if there are men who like it by showing their attitude and nature.
The girl looked at Ridwan sharply as if a laser beam was being highlighted from her eyes. The one being stared at was just an indistinct smile without feeling ashamed.
"How are you doing now?" Akbar rubbed the head of the girl—ralat, not the girl anymore, it was gently loving and affectionate.
"Well, Dad," Jasmine replied with a close eye, she enjoyed the gentle touch on her head and the warmth of her father's embrace.
Ayunda fell silent, he did not dare to approach his daughter. The old woman was full of choices to be a spectator shrouded in envy because her daughter was more affectionate with her husband.
Ayunda saw his daughter's face bright and did not look sad there. Whether it was his feelings or indeed his insensitive self or even forgot the character and characteristics of his own daughter?
"Everyone, let's go in!" Jasmine clasped her father's hand tightly and invited him into the house. Akbar smiled when his daughter was not much changed and still remained his daughter who used to be, only now Jasmine was more mature and started to be.
Jasmine who realized that smiled awkwardly. "I'm sorry if it's a little noisy, my husband's sports a little noisy." Jasmine apologized sincerely.
"What sport is it?" asked Ridwan because he was very curious.
Jasmine did not answer her brother's question, she instead said something else. "Everyone please sit down! Jasmine stay upstairs for a while, yeah." Jasmine smiled then stepped away from the living room when her family had sat down.
Before going to call her husband, Jasmine went to the kitchen first and asked the waiter to make a drink and serve snacks for her guests. After that, she went to see her husband who was still in their room.
Jasmine opened the door of their room slowly. He did not go straight in but bent his head inward and then he turned to the right and left with eyes that were looking for someone but he never found.
Jasmine opened the door wider and wider then she walked in with her long steps. Jasmine looked under the bed, into the drawer, at the cupboard, looking into the vase whose flowers she had picked up but did not see Gibran there.
When he turned around, a person with a pitch-black face and gleaming white teeth smiled towards him. "Yetoooooo!" yelled Jasmine while throwing the astral creature with.
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I'm sorry that lately the tires are short, my eyes are sore and can't look at the screen continuously.