
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.
Jasmine was actually unable to see that face clearly. However, he was only surprised because suddenly the shadow he saw was dark.
"What evil, this is me wearing a black mask of yours, besides why are you throwing this thing?" Gibran put the object into the closet.
Jasmine who recognized the voice felt into it because the person turned out to be her own husband. Jasmine stepped into the room then sat on the edge of the bed.
"Mas, wash your face! It's under there's a guest." Jasmine still saw her husband standing by the door of the room.
"Yes, Honey. Who is the guest?" gibran asked as he approached his wife. Gibran sat next to Jasmine and hugged her from the side. Gibran could feel the warmth of his wife's increasingly filled body.
"Dad, mother, sister, same Airin." Jasmine feels something strange about her but tries to act very bodo.
"So you're rich hansip, Dek." Gibran ruffled his wife's hair until it fell apart.
"I'm not your sister, Mas" said Jasmine.
"You're rich hansip-hansip watchman, gettin' hookups dating people." Jasmine brushed Gibran's hand gently, let it slip, and Jasmine stood up and walked out of her husband's room.
"I'm waiting downstairs not wearing slow!" jasmine said as her body was already invisible.
Gibran who was left behind smiled faintly and immediately cleaned his face. After that, he changed clothes and then followed his wife down to meet his wife and also his father-in-law.
"Below it looks like a rame, what's up?" ask Satya who just came out of the room.
"Guests, it's my wife's parents and best friends" Gibran replied as he continued to step closer to the stairs and casually descended.
"Yes, Bun. Don't be so fierce with dad! Later that night five times I'll reduce the ration to twice I'll know the taste." Satya grumbled as she stepped foot into Gibran's room to turn off the dizzy loudspeaker.
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"So, your gestational age is now two months?" asked Ayunda with happy eyes.
"Yes, Mom." Jasmine smiled as she rubbed her flat stomach.
"Time will go on fast, in a few months you will be a mother. I hope you don't become a mother like me, yeah!" Ayunda said so because she felt like a failed mother.
"Don't talk like that, Mom! Everyone makes mistakes, no parent is always right and no child is ever shirked at the request of his or her parents, it's all over and now I'm starting to be happy with my new life." Jasmine rubbed the back of her mother's hand gently, whereas her heart was a little nervous because it had been a long time since she had never interacted well with her mother.
Ayunda, who heard her daughter's sincere words, did not feel if a clear and warm crystal flowed past her cheek and caused a slight discomfort.
Some tears that passed through his lips even deliberately licked because he felt salty-salty how so.
"Sorry mom, yes, Nduk!" pinta Ayunda was sincere from the heart.
"Yes, Mom. Jasmine has forgiven mother for a long time. It's just that, all this time I've been avoiding it because I haven't been able to meet the same mother who once made me feel very disappointed and made me no spirit to visit you guys," jasmine said firmly and her heart felt a little uncomfortable because the discussion had just been with her mother-in-law.
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