The Rhyme of the Depositary

092 - SEASON 2

Daniel wears a black shirt with the same colored cloth pants. Her hair was a little wet, proof that she had just taken a shower. A special perfume emanated from the man's body. His handsome face was highlighted by the night lights.

Jasmine. Lord. This guy is perfect. Why pay a woman to spend the night together? But if you want, thousands of women would be willing to bend their knees to him.

Daniel looked at Jasmine a long time ago. She observed detail after detail of what Jasmine was wearing. From hair, earrings, dresses, and anklets.

Daniel reached out his hand, trying to pull Jasmine from her daydream. The man's grasp was warm, rubbing Jasmine's wet palm. That familiar current happened again. Like a faint vibration that was growing bigger every time. Jasmine was stunned to realize this. He looked at Daniel's neck in doubt and then lowered his head.

"Can you dance?" ask Daniel suddenly.

Jasmine nodded small. "Simple dance only. Just so you didn't ask me to do tango dancing or anything."

Daniel chuckled little. Tonight there was no ridicule from Daniel for Alice. Daniel's eyes look bright and pleasant. Although there are eye bags that do not go away under the petals, but it all does not necessarily reduce the good looks.

Daniel plays a romantic John Legend song called all of me.

Daniel guided Jasmine through a supple gesture. They danced around the living room in regular movements. The song Daniel played made the atmosphere even more touching. Jasmine looked into Daniel's brown eyes and subconsciously leaned her head against the chest of the man's field.

Seeing Jasmine's resigned face and her gentle expression while leaning on him, Daniel felt at ease. There is an unnatural calm that results from this simple interaction.

Slowly, Daniel's hands began to touch Jasmine's waist and line the woman's waist. Jasmine's eyes grew increasingly closed, enjoying what Daniel was doing to her.

The song Daniel played has stopped. Jasmine looked up at Daniel. The man encapsulated Jasmine's face and gave her a warm kiss. The kiss is growing fast and deep. He made Daniel gasp and realize something.

"Let's go to the room."

Lightly, Daniel held Jasmine ala bridal style. Jasmine's hand immediately grabbed Daniel's nape and made their faces face to face. A smile was etched on Daniel's lips before he finally took a sip back on Jasmine's lips to taste her sweet essence.

…

Daniel sat leaning on the head of the cot. He stared at Jasmine's innocent body covered in a blanket cloth. The same blanket cloth as the one covering her as well

Jasmine's face was very calm. She was like a woman who had wandered for a long time and managed to find true peace. Slowly, Daniel gently rubbed the woman's golden surau.

Their romance is completely beyond Daniel's shadow. All the things about Jasmine were like explosions that were easily ignited. They were like two people who had both found an oasis. Complement each other to eliminate the thirst and thirst they have.

Daniel did not expect Jasmine to be gentle and aggressive at the same time. They give and take. Catch each other and dominate.

Daniel looked at Jasmine a long time ago. The woman's breathing began to sound regular, signaling she was falling asleep well. How could a woman like Jasmine appear innocent in her sleep? Like a tulip that just blooms in spring. Is beautiful. Emitting perfection.

Daniel laid down his body at Jasmine's side, and held this woman in his arms. Jasmine only muttered for a while before finally returning to her sleep.

Reluctantly, Daniel tries to close his eyes and catches up with Jasmine in a dream world. Really not in the three. Daniel managed to sleep well beside this woman. Until not felt, he was awakened by morning sunlight that managed to infiltrate into the room through the fentilation hole.

Daniel squirmed softly. He was a little surprised as he looked at Jasmine who was lying beside him. Daniel's eyes narrowed as he tried to recall what happened last night.

His lips formed a smile as he managed to gather all of his memories. Just as Daniel was about to caress Jasmine, the woman moved slowly, feeling troubled by something.

Jasmine blinked her eyes a few times and tried to focus her eyes on Daniel.

"You—"

"We do it again." Not yet had Jasmine refined her sentence, Daniel's mouth had managed to silence her again.

They spent the morning beautifully. Fill and divide each other.

After a long day, Jasmine decided to get out of bed by herself. If he had to wait for Daniel, the man would not necessarily be ready. The man's focus now is only on matters relating to their deal.

"Where are you going?" Daniel squinted, not liking being left alone.

"Mandy. I need to rinse my body out of our dirty activities." Jasmine said lightly as she headed for the bathroom at the end of the room. The woman did not realize how changed Daniel's expression heard Jasmine's sentence.

Daniel's face suddenly darkened. Both of his eyes were filled with anger. Dislike began to be seen clearly from the body gesture.

What did Jasmine say just now? Dirty activities?

Daniel laughed cynically. Jasmine's right. They do dirty activities. What else are they doing besides dirty work? A man who pays a woman with a sum of money is a dirty business. What else can Daniel expect?

For a moment, Daniel was too naive. They think what they do has more meaning. Something unusual and has the potential to evolve.

Daniel is still stupid. He never learns from mistakes. God, he's the one who made the transaction himself. Why should he be reminded of this again?

After a while passed, Jasmine emerged from the bathroom in a more refreshed state. He walked back and smiled a little.

"You can go straight back to Alice's house. Take your pay on the middle room table. I've prepared a check there!" drive Daniel away without feeling.

…

Rachel sits behind the prison bars. He looked at Maxen who was behind the barrier. They smiled at each other, letting go of longing.

Since Maxen was imprisoned, Rachel has rarely met him. They only communicate a few times a week. That too is restricted. Really troublesome.

But Rachel was quite patient in accepting the situation. He chose to remain silent and tried to accept many things. Isn't that the true meaning of love? We must be patient in all circumstances.

"How are you?"maxen asked longing. Rachel smiled happily, feeling that there was fresh water flowing through her dry thirst.

"My news is good as long as your news is good." Maxen smiling. His face was glistening whenever he saw his beloved wife.

They have been through many things and many obstacles. It's not easy to survive the situation now. What percentage of wives choose to leave when their husbands are in trouble and struggling in prison cubicles?

Rachel is a rare woman. He faithfully accompanied Maxen in every condition. Absolutely the thing that Maxen is grateful for until this second. With Rachel, Maxen discovers many things that he thought were impossible.

"How's Alice doing?" Maxen asked about Rachel's friend.

Although their relationship is not very good, but Maxen knows his wife and Alice are very compact friends. He doesn't want to destroy their good relationship. Doesn't mean that if Maxen doesn't fit, Rachel doesn't have to.

"good. He's got a greeting for you." Rachel gave a small smile, trying to give a new color on Maxen's day that was mostly dark.

"Haha. Don't lie, Rachel. I knew Alice would never give me a greeting. Either directly or through you. You can't fool me about it, honey." Maxen laughed loudly. His wife was too clear in trying to please him. Until sometimes Rachel is willing to lie if it's for Maxen's good.

Maxen is a mentally strong man. He doesn't need to be lied to just to catch himself.

"Am I too easily caught lying?" Rachel smiled slightly, a little misbehaved.

Maxen's right. Alice and Maxen's relationship is not good. It is impossible for them to send greetings to each other. Rachel lied to Maxen in an easy way. He felt ashamed of himself.

"You're as bad as Alice. If bohing is easily identified. Without any special tools, your face already showed everything." Maxen gently rubbed his beloved wife's fingers and kissed her slowly through the barrier attached.

"Now Alice is not too bad. He began to practice controlling facial expressions and emotions. So, now he can't be likened to me. He's having significant progress." Rachel chimed.

Rachel had once accidentally seen Alice practicing an expression with Jasmine. Since then, Rachel concluded, alice must have been quite serious in undergoing this training. It must be for Klayver. For the man, Alice was willing to do everything.

"He's practicing? On whom?" ask Maxen curiously.

Maxen was curious too. Could it be that a woman like Alice, who was like an open book, could have a flat expression? It seems like it's pretty hard.

"On Jasmine. Klayver sends someone to look after Alice. Her name is Jasmine Brox. The woman is quite ... emh ....." Rachek was at a loss to continue his words. It didn't seem too easy to mention Jasmine's profession directly.

"Wait, wait. Who earlier? Jasmine's? The name is not foreign. Is that woman from New York?" Maxen slightly frowned, recalling something. He closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again.

"Isn't that the woman who owns a lot of nightclubs and prostitution ventures?" Maxen was a little confused.

Jasmine Brox's. It's not wrong anymore. Who does not know the woman who facilitates men in the earthly paradise? In the past, when Daniel was still unmarried, he had been invited several times by his business partners to Jasmine's prostitution place. The service there is quite pleasant. Daniel remembered a few things.

"Yes. You know him?' Rachel became suspicious. Men who know Jasmine definitely tend not to be good. Rachel doesn't like to imagine her husband having a relationship with such a woman.

"not familiar. But I was invited to that place before I knew you. Far away years ago. So, don't get me wrong, okay?" Maxen realizes his wife's anger and feels a little guilty.

Well. But it's the past.Everyone always has their own story. We just have to accept what happened in the past and make improvements for the future.

"alright. I trust you. But watch out for you if you know a woman like that when you're with me." Rachel looked at Maxen unhappily.

"Hey! Relax, Honey. Don't you know him yourself?" Maxen asked back.

Rachel who got the ink question just glared unacceptable.

"I'm woman. What can I do if I know a woman like that? There's no way I'll follow in his footsteps." Rachel was upset. The friendship between women and women will not have a big effect. Unless they're lesbian.

Maxen gave a small smile seeing Rachel begin to show anger. To Maxen, his expression was adorable. Indeed, in the gal of love, a person often does not visa thinking as rational.

"alright. I believe you."

Rachel took a food stand that she put on the floor. He leaned her towards Maxen and smiled brightly.

"I brought you something" he said.

The smell of panili and the smell of bread is sharp. Maxen guessed Rachel made this food for him. The woman was quite painstaking in making things.

"You are truly an understanding wife." Maxen praised Rachel who was now blushing in embarrassment. For some reason, whenever Maxen praised or teased Rachel, the girl's child side would appear and be adorable. Maxen likes his wife's expression when doing this

"Maxen, have a good day. Don't throw a tantrum and be free quickly." Rachel slightly advanced her time forward to maintain privacy and whisper something. "I've wanted to have a child." Rachel quickly backed down and chuckled. This woman is happy if she can support her husband.

"You sure? If you are impatient, here is a room that provides a place for husband and wife to be together. You want to use it?" goda Maxen's.

"The room?" Rachel doesn't understand.

"Yes. Chambers. A place like a motel that's provided by the prison." Maxen explained in detail. Rachel blushed again and shook her head.

"No. I need you at home, in the room, but not in the room." Rachel's lips pinched, hitting a funny angle.

"alright. Whatever you want." Maxen.

"You're a really understanding husband, Maxen."

"of course. That's me."

Rachel Seamkin's smile grew wider. She looked at her husband's handsome face and felt happy.

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