The Rhyme of the Depositary
074 - SEASON 2
Alice stared at the tiny thing in her hand with her hands shaking violently. He has tried to do it twice, and the result remains the same. Two red lines were clearly imprinted on the small object measuring ten centi meters.
Alice has experienced a delay in the monthly cycle for almost a month. He thought it was just an effect caused due to the burden of the mind. In fact, after she had ventured to do a self-test, she was positive for pregnancy.
Alice rubbed her flat stomach. Inside here, life begins to take shape and become part of Klayver. The part that the man left behind when her husband chose to take care of the problems that were now bothering her.
Tears of happiness flow down. Wet the bathroom ceramic floor that is abstract design. His cheeks were poked in a moment.
Oh God. She'll be Klayver's son's mother. Something he had been waiting for a long time. Their marriage has been going on for a long time. Children are the things they crave.
Blissfully. That's what Alice felt. He came out of the bathroom and walked lightly out of the room to meet his friends. Rachel and Daniel are still here and are planning to have lunch at Alice's house.
Alice walked down the hallway after the hallway to the dining room. Upon her arrival, Alice sees her three friends at the side of the table and gazes simultaneously at her, as if saying through a gesture that they have long awaited her arrival.
"Are you okay?" Rachel asked worriedly. He looked at Alice's face which looked different than usual.
"I'm pregnant. You hear that, I'm pregnant. I'm carrying Klayver's child." Alice brandished the test pack and waved it in front of them. He was like a child who was getting a big reward for successfully acting good.
Daniel and Rachel's mouths were wide open. They stared at Alice's flat, speechless stomach.
Only Jasmine was quick to respond and stood up to Alice with sparkling eyes. She hugged Alice like an old friend and kissed each side of her face happily.
"Congratulations, Alice. Klayver must be happy to hear that. I bet he'd make a great dad." Jasmine patted Alice on the shoulder several times and rubbed her stomach.
It was only then that Daniel and Rachel came to their shock and began to scream.
"Oh Oh my God. You're really pregnant. You pregnant. Imagine that, Alice. You're carrying a fetus." Rachel said faltering. His face was radiant, and he felt happy about this news.
"Yes Rachel. I'm really pregnant. Oh God. Only God knows how happy I am." Alice covered her face with both palms and tears began to trickle back.
Humans are unique creatures. Every peak of taste is always revealed through tears. Every great suffering, we shed it in the form of weeping. Whenever we feel excessive happiness, we also express it in the form of crying.
Perhaps, tears are the language of all the peaks of body language. It is a pure expression that is taken out of a person.
Rachel who saw it felt carried away and joined in tears. She hugged Alice gently and excitedly through the words.
"Alice, today you have a great blessing. I hope this boy will be a great and proud boy." Rachel was soft.
Daniel who was not far from them could only smile a little. With her own eyes, she saw Alice beginning to come back happy. Klayver has managed to deliver what Daniel couldn't give him.
Daniel has let go. The pain is no longer as big as it used to be. When one was already at the acceptance stage, he would definitely feel strong accepting the many things that previously felt heavy.
The formula of love is sincere. No matter how much we love someone, we cannot guarantee that they will feel the same for us.
There are times we let go. Not that we are tired of fighting, but because we realize because the path of destiny has its own desires. Not always human desire can bend destiny. There are some things that need to be left without a struggle.
"I'm happy, Alice. Whatever it is as long as you're happy, I'm happy." Daniel is sincere. He approached Alice slowly, clapped his hands with a sense of camaraderie and sat back down to the dining chair again.
After things returned to normal, they continued their lunch activities with a pleasant atmosphere. Many times this dining room was filled with laughter from all of them. Even Jasmine and Daniel were willing to make a truce for a moment without a word for Alice's sake.
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Jasmine stroked her flat belly, looking at the orange-colored afternoon sky in the backyard. His eyes looked dim, hiding a lot of grieving without a word.
In the past, in this stomach, there was once life for a tiny creature that people referred to as a fetus. Once upon a time, from this stomach, there was born a cute baby whom he named Isabella.
Oh God. Jasmine still remembered how adorable her little baby looked. When his small mouth moves thirsty wants ASI. When her cute clenched little hand punches the wind craving attention.
Jasmine still remembered all that. Her son's cry is like the most melodious music in the world. No matter the voice woke her up in the middle of the night, Jasmine always greeted her cheerfully.
Child anak. It is a legacy that has been left for generations. It is what the world needs. With it, the human population is intact.
But like the laws of nature, there is always selection at every stage. Some do not survive, some are deliberately made so that it is impossible to survive.
His daughter is one example. He died early in life because of the moral depravity of his own father. The father who previously thought Jasmine would be a protective figure, in fact, stabbed and killed her.
Jack is so cute. She not only played Jasmine, but was even able to break her own child's breath.
What kind of father has God sent for Isabella? When many men out there are willing to exchange their lives for the sake of family, Jack becomes a loser who kills his son just because of the inappropriate value he holds.
To Jack, Jasmine was the impropriety present. Jasmine was just a game that she had hoped would end up halfway through and never expected to take care of the seed from the one she gave.
Jasmine wanted to laugh at that moment. If Jack is sorry about her pregnancy, why would he marry her. The name of the game can not be brought to enter the top of the guarantee.
Rich people are funny sometimes. They play games with other people's live bets. For the sake of satisfying the sensation, it does not matter that there are lives of others who are forced to be destroyed and destroyed. For them, the lives of marginalized people like Jasmine deserve to be tested.
That was Jasmine's biggest regret. Trusting a man. It is that trust that takes away the rest of the peace that God has left for him. Until the tragedy happens, Jasmine becomes aware of her folly and begins to build a new wall on the creature whose name is male.
He will no longer give us the same trust. There is no man in this world who deserves his heart anymore. To Jasmine, love is just an empty charade. He's not interested in being played with by her.
"I didn't expect a woman like you to still be able to enjoy a piece of twilight in the Manhattan sky." A familiar voice greeted Jasmine's sense of hearing. The woman looked back and smiled cynically.
Daniel. The man began to bear the predicate as a bully to Jasmine. The woman did not really want to care about this situation and looked back at the western horizon which began to display a faint silhouette.
The autumn wind began to pummel her short blonde hair and flew her irregularly. A leaf fell on his hair and began to slowly decay to the ground.
If there wasn't Daniel, maybe Jasmine could've stayed in this mood a little longer. The natural conditions were too beautiful for him to leave behind.
"Are you doing nothing but bothering me?" jasmine asked sarcastically. The man did have a reason to look for a gap and annoyed him in such good times.
Jasmine began to wonder to herself. He had only known Daniel for no more than six hours but the annoyance Jasmine had already exceeded six years of meetings. Could it be that in this world besides there being in love at first sight there is also hatred at first sight?
"You're confident enough to consider it worth being bullied. My time is more important than just bothering you."
Jasmine glanced in surprise at Daniel and smiled wryly. Really ambiguous sentences. Daniel is like saying he does not like wheat after he ate ten pieces of bread to the full.
"Mrs. Stranger, for the size of a man who is not a bully, you simply***** because it approached me just to make fun of me. A thoughtfulness can be born of little resentments." Jasmine's voice sounded sharp, deliberately cornering Daniel.
Leisurely, Jasmine lit up the tinting cigarette she took from the back pocket of the skirt and brought it to life regardless of Daniel's gaze. If the man wants to keep judging her here, go ahead.
"To be the size of a woman like you, you're pretty confident." Daniel squeaks small.
"What kind of woman do you think I am?" Jasmine tries to test Daniel's instincts. If Daniel was sensitive enough, he would have been able to correctly guess Jasmine's identity.
Judging at a glance from Daniel's attitude, Jasmine knew the man had a higher instinct than everyone else. An instinct owned by a man who has long been in the dark business. Could it be that behind her gentle appearance she was carrying out transactions outside the law? Or at least conduct activities that facilitate illegal transactions?
"The kind of women who peddle themselves and use all means to make money. No matter how dirty it is." Daniel was honest.
Daniel doesn't have the same sharpness as Klayver. But once at a glance, he could judge what kind of woman the figure beside him was.
In this world, there are indeed many types of people who conduct business outside of morality and social norms. Some of them, wearing expensive suits with a subtle appearance that is unpredictable. Some of them look vulgar and clearly reflect who they are. This last type of person no longer seems to care about the assessment of the surrounding community. Jasmine was one of the latter group.
"You're right, Daniel. That's my. You want to know more details? I am not only prostituting myself, but also facilitating prostitution. So if you get bored one time and need some entertainment, you can call me." Jasmine said lightly, looking at Daniel boldly.
He had mentioned his identity without shady aling-aling. If Daniel wanted to keep making fun of him, Jasmine happily gave him new materials. Please Daniel scowl it. It was nothing new for Jasmine to accept judgment.
Once upon a time, Jasmine was even met directly by the wife of officials who often used her services. He was scolded and threatened in such a way. But instead of fear, the night Jasmine actually hooked back the husband of the woman. The next day he sends embarrassing proofs of their story. Let the woman die of anger. He is not the one who destroys a person's household. But it was that man who came to Jasmine willingly.
Lucky the woman didn't report Jasmine for the affair. Guess Jasmine's on target. Women always have high self-esteem. Some of them would rather silence their cheating husbands than expose them in public places. A good name is still a major consideration.
"Why am I using your services. Just so you know, I'm not interested in wearing a paid woman in my bed." Daniel answered with a snide.
A fine woman is hard for her to notice. Especially the paid woman. Ever since she let go of Alice, part of her heart felt hollow. No one can move it back.
Moreover, Daniel is not the kind of man who can get pleasure by buying women. He's not that low. For what reason did he need Jasmine's help in this matter.
"You're not interested because you haven't tried."
"Even if I tried, I wouldn't be interested."
"Oh yeah? Let's prove it."
With a flash of lightning, Jasmine grabbed Daniel's nape. He slightly tiptoed to match the man's height and stared at the blink of Daniel's lips before finally summarizing them with his own lips in a long kiss.
For a moment, Jasmine caught the shock of this man. But he doesn't want to think long. Jasmine urged Daniel with quite an aggressive gesture and explored Daniel with all her might.
Without them noticing, sparks of fire began to be created between them. They are immersed in a strange sensation they have never touched before.
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