Love In Masalalu

Tough situation

Jasmin half-running as if hunting for time, he did not care that even though the rain poured all over his body, he continued to run towards the bus stop.

Teeeett... Teeeett.

The sound of a horn was fixed on him as he almost got hit by a luxury car that stopped in front of him making him fall to his feet.

"Aakkhhhh." cried Jasmin when the car almost hit him.

"What's up?" ask the man sitting in the back seat.

"There's a careless woman sir." said the driver.

The man smiled wryly "get it right" he ordered.

The driver nodded slowly and rushed out of the car. He saw a young woman who was still sitting in front of her car with a face that was still in shock.

"Do you have no eyes?"

The girl wakes up soon.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry" he said softly as he lowered his head.

"Hurry away!"

The girl immediately retreated her footsteps slightly away from the car. Until the luxury car came back in line and gave a splash of dirty water right on the girl's face.

"Geez! " squealed Jasmin who immediately rubbed his dirty face with his hands.

Rich people are a bitch, damn me. Inner Jasmin.

Jasmin flinched which suddenly recalled she had to go to the hospital right then. Jasmin ran back to the bus stop and took the bus to the hospital. Jasmin sped up to the ICU room where her mother was being cared for.

"Doctor, how's my mother doing?" the doctor just came out of the room.

"Your mother is critical, we need to get her a kidney transplant right away."

"What's? kidney transplant?" he said that looked surprised.

"Yes, that's the only way to save her life."

"Doctor how much does a kidney transplant cost?"

"It costs about 750 million misses."

"What's? 750 million?" Jasmin was surprised by the doctor's words.

"Yes, that's the only way to save a patient's life."

Jasmin's body felt extremely limp with her hands trembling slightly.

"Do the doctor, do whatever it takes to save my mother" he said.

"Well then we wait in the administration room, there are some files that the lady must sign." explained the doctor who then passed away.

Jasmin rushed to the ICU. He saw his mother lying weak with various medical devices on his body. His shaky steps increasingly felt seeing the only parent he had is now in a critical condition.

"Mothers.. I have to be strong, Jasmin will do whatever it takes to heal my mother" she said with tears beginning to wet her cheeks.

But how do I get that kind of money? my salary as a part-time job was sometimes not enough to meet the cost of eating and college.

"Whatever the way I will definitely save mother" she said softly stroking her mother's hair.

The next day Jasmin began trying to find money or loans at tenants or even tried to sell the house simply but the results were nil, he did not get any help.

Until the night his steps began to feel tired, he was sitting in front of a bar that had begun to crowded its visitors.

Where do I get the money? no one believed that I borrowed that much, even the price of my house was very unable to cover its shortcomings.

Until his eyes were fixed on some sexy women who were making out to the man in the bar.

"It looks like they are bad women." he muttered as he continued to watch the beautiful woman there who seemed to be smiling happily with the money he was holding.

"Their money is a lot, where do they get it? are they selling themselves?" selling yourself? "

Jasmin pensively himself with his murmur.

By selling yourself will definitely easily earn a lot of money.

A moment later the girl shook her head

Oh, my God, what am I thinking! he hit his own head.

Before long Jasmin saw the sexy woman he had seen at the bar from a distance now sitting next to him blaming a cigarette. Jasmin looked closely at the sexy woman.

"Why see me? wanna? " ask the woman while offering her the cigarette she was holding.

"No."' Jasmin shook his head.

The woman smiled wryly as she continued to smoke her cigarette.

"What's sister's job?" ask plain jasmin.

"Comforter woman." she said relaxed.

Jasmin was not surprised to hear the answer because it must be the work of the woman beside him.

"Is being a comfort woman quick to make a lot of money?"

The woman laughed at Jasmin's question.

"Are you still in school?" his question as amused heard plain and useless questions for him.

"No, I've been to college, just entered college."

"Oh well deserved."

Jasmin was silent.

"Being a comfort woman can certainly directly get money but the money made is certainly comparable to goods

what's on offer." continued the woman.

Jasmin blinked her eyes repeatedly which was slightly clueless with the words of the woman before him.

"Don't understand ya, you're beautiful, still a virgin?" asked the woman while looking at Jasmin's pretty face.

Jasmin nodded "Yes I'm still a virgin."

"Oh, you want to work like me? there will be rich businessmen who dare to pay your price."' said the woman with a smile.

"What?" Jasmin was shocked to hear the offer.