Married a Childly Widow 3

24. Occurrence

The day after they came home from her grandmother Cessie's house. The relationship between Jasmine and her three children did not progress significantly. They tend to be monotonous and ordinary.

Most just Jasmine so know what favorite foods and foods that are not liked by the three children. As for her relationship with her husband, there is definitely a change. Of course it's getting closer than ever

You ask where Jasmine and her four new families are? Jasmine is home. Her husband is in the office. And for their three children are in their own schools.

And the plan is today, Jasmine is going to Wilson's school to pick up UTS results. It should have been Monday. At that time, they were outside the city. It could only be taken today.

And now Jasmine is on her way to Wilson's school, which is a foundation with her school Aurora. And Jasmine had already talked about this with Wilson regarding her being the one who would take the results of her exam.

Arriving there, Jasmine immediately advised the driver to wait for him for a while. Because he won't be long. Probably only about half an hour at most.

Jasmine's arrival coincided with the first hour of rest. Along the way to the teacher room, many students and students were staring at Jasmine.

With a friendly smile that did not fade from his lips as he passed by the disciples here. Jasmine was finally in the teacher's room.

After going in and talking to Wilson's homeroom teacher. Jasmine's business was finally over. He even said goodbye to his teacher Wilson and said thank you.

While walking towards the school parking lot. Jasmine looked at the whereabouts of the three students she had previously met. Moreover, the three of them looked happy and satisfied. It was as if they had done the thing that made them so happy.

Jasmine indeed walked around to get to the school parking lot. Because he wanted to see - look at this school building. Although his initial intention was to show the results of UTS in his hands to the owner.

But it didn't, because it didn't find Wilson in the classroom. Jasmine assumes that Wilson is in the cafeteria or school area to rest, just like the other students.

But for some reason after seeing the three students earlier, Jasmine's feelings became uneasy. Especially after Jasmine saw the three students, she instead found battered Wilson.

The thought of Wilson made a feeling of uneasiness instantly appear in Jasmine's heart. Plus, he had not seen the nose of his third child at all.

And from where the three students had appeared it was at the end of a fairly quiet corridor. With a huff of excitement, Jasmine directly walked around this corridor.

It seemed like the end of this corridor did not contain a classroom. Because nothing passed along Jasmine's side through it. And that made Jasmine unsettled.

Finally Jasmine arrived at the end of the corridor. And there is one door on which reads the sports warehouse. And from which Jasmine could observe, like the room in front of her was long unused.

It wasn't that slow door so he could know what was inside. Once inside, there was already a smell of dust that so pierced the nose. Even Jasmine to the point of coughing - a cough.

"Is there anyone here?" he said while removing dust so as not to enter his mouth and nose.

There is no confirmation from this room. And Jasmine had just wanted to get out, but not because she heard a soft voice from the corner of the room.

Trying to vent, Jasmine began to step towards the back of the pile of worn out mats in the right corner of this room. "You're human, right?"

Jasmine's question might sound absurd. But what he was worried about was that the sound was not from a human source. Hence in anticipation of the unwanted things, it was better for Jasmine to ask him directly. 

"To..long,"

Jasmine drew closer to the source of the voice. And with trembling hands, he revealed the pile of mats. And what he saw made his eyes wide open.

"WILSON!" He shouted so he knew who was asking for help.

Immediately, Jasmine immediately got rid of the pile of mattresses that hit Wilson's body. And the feeling of worry was naturally felt by Jasmine as soon as she saw her son's face bruised - bruised.

"Hey Wil, can you hear me?"

Wilson's eyes were slightly opened and again he could see the worried look that radiated from others to himself. And this was the second time he had seen the existence of his father's young wife in her condition like this.

"You don't faint yet. I'll get help first." said Jasmine amid the panic that surrounded her.

But just about to pass, Jasmine's hand was first held by Wilson. "Why?" jasmine asked as she stared at the third child.

Weak gel was given by Wilson. "Jang .. an per .. gi." Jasmine undoes her intention to go for help.

His heart suddenly filled with hearing that speech. But looking at Wilson's current condition made Jasmine unbearable. "You wait here for a minute, yeah. I'll be right back with help."

Once again the feeble bundle was given by Wilson to Jasmine. Seeing her Jasmine was even more worried. "Alright, I'll carry you. Get on my back."

Hearing that made Wilson even more confused. Is it true that the figure in front of him is not a good person, just like what the brothers said.

Amidst his daydream, Wilson felt his hand being pulled slowly to be on Jasmine's shoulder. And before long he felt his body already in Jasmine's arms.

Wilson could feel that Jasmine seemed to have trouble holding her. Of course it's hard, Wilson's already a Grade 3 Smp and definitely his body is heavy enough to be carried. But it doesn't look like Jasmine will complain about it.

"You take it easy, we'll be in the hospital soon. Don't close your eyes, yeah." Jasmine was still talking to Wilson so Wilson wouldn't close his eyes.

Jasmine was only afraid that if Wilson closed his eyes, bad things would happen that he did not want. Slowly, Jasmine and Wilson had finally walked out of the warehouse door.

But the atmosphere around seems lonely. And well, it turns out that the first break bell is over. Now the students are in their own classes.

Intention to seek help is crushed. Because, he did not want to trigger a commotion that would eventually make him and Wilson the center of attention.

"I'll take you straight to the hospital, yeah." Just a slow nod from Wilson over Jasmine's words.

After a journey of almost 20 minutes, Jasmine finally managed to take Wilson to the school parking lot. Fortunately, the driver quickly realized the whereabouts of his mistress and young master.

"Why Mr Wilson, huh?" his question panicked to see the existence of Wilson who was being carried by Jasmine.

Jasmine's breathing sounded a bit hunting, she was trying hard to bring Wilson all the way here. Honestly speaking, he was tired of having to hold Wilson whose body was almost on par with his.

But he didn't mind helping Wilson. Only to be honest, Jasmine was a bit exhausted. "Sir, please open the door, let me put Wilson in the back seat."

Without rebuttal, the driver swiftly opened the back door and helped Jasmine put Wilson to bed. Of course Jasmine sat down beside Wilson. And Wilson's head was on Jasmine's lap.

"We're going to the hospital right away, sir."

Now the Venson family car is driving to the nearest hospital so Wilson can get first aid. In his unrelenting heart Jasmine pleads for Wilson to be quickly granted a cure.

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Jasmine's been in the hospital all night. Since Wilson was brought here and got treatment. Until this moment, Wilson had not been conscious. The doctor said it was because of the influence of drugs that were injected into Wilson's body.

From the doctor's explanation, Jasmine only found out that the wound obtained by Wilson was not just an external wound. Unless there is an internal wound. This is caused by a blunt force hitting several ribs and joints in Wilson's bone.

Just hearing that explanation alone made a feeling of tightness present in Jasmine's heart. What happened to Wilson all this time. Why did he get such a wound.

Moreover, his own family no one knew of this kind of great thing. And Jasmine was just inexhaustible, why would Wilson himself prefer to hide this from his family. Rather than telling his own family.

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Before morning, Wilson, who was lying on the hospital bench, began to open his eyes. From what he saw first, he already knew what place this was. Plus the distinctive smell around it.

And sure enough, he's in the hospital. And once he got to his right, he had already discovered the whereabouts of his father's young wife. A foreign feeling that felt comfortable in Wilson was so found the whereabouts of others by his side when he was lying in a hospital bed.

His heart warmed as soon as it remembered yesterday's incident. Where the figure beside him was the one who helped him. And for the second time, he was already helped by Jasmine.

There was a sense of relief in his heart, as he could still see and feel the morning air like this. Before being helped by Jasmine. Wilson was resigned if he had to follow his mother in heaven there.

But, once you hear the voice of others when he has resigned to the situation. He did not waste a chance. And what surprised him even more was that the voice came from Jasmine. His father's young wife who had saved his life.

Suddenly he cried softly in the air with a small sobbing. Although small, it was able to make Jasmine wake up from her sleep. First in focusing his gaze, after which he looked confused at Wilson.

"Why are you crying, Wil?" his confused tanyanya mixed with worry. Worried that Wilson's reason for crying was because of the pain in his body.

With a slight panic, Jasmine woke up from her position earlier. And stand in front of Wilson. "Where is sick. Try telling me."

There was no answer from Wilson that there was only the sound of crying even more tight. This made Jasmine angry. "I'll call the doctor, yeah."

Just about to move, Jasmine's body was made fixated due to the embrace she got from her third child. "I'm sorry." That word was captured by Jasmine's hearing when Wilson hugged while crying.

Slowly, Jasmine stroked Wilson's mane to calm him down. And Wilson could feel the warmth in the rubble he got.   

...Can Wilson consider Jasmine as his mother's bride?...

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