Women Rolling

Chapter 59's

Until now, already a dozen times as many, Andrew met Jasmine in various ways. Starting from carrying a bouquet of flowers and various gifts, strumming a guitar with a romantic song on the doorstep, hiring clowns along with hundreds of balloons in the apartment yard following Austin's advice, also others to bring Lily complete with the results of her DNA test, Jasmine is still silent, does not want to rub. Not even in Lily's name. His heart seemed to harden with the amount of suffering he received.

And Andrew, could it be that the man is starting to give up?

His efforts approached Jasmine as if not sanctioned by nature. It always ended the woman's rude and hysterical remarks.

Kandyla, Austin and Tara, they can only sigh, but continue to give a strong push behind the scenes.

And today, it was probably the man's last attempt to do what he should. It's cocooned! As soon as he responded to himself. If today did not succeed as well, then he would really give up.

In a courtyard of the art building where held a launch event of the extraordinary works of the nation's children, which was originally hidden behind material incompetence, which then gained appreciation after the emergence of two street buskers who are now uphill success. Jasmine and Kandyla, both of whom appeared as guest stars after being named as inspirational artists, with the title; ‘Bermula from Jalanan’.

Somewhere-the same, while leaning his back half-right onto a tree with a cup of espresso in his hand, Andrew was silent looking at Jasmine who was currently busy with the QnA session on stage provided by the organizer.

Yes, this is the first time since the incident, Jasmine began to open up and came out to fulfill the demands of her work with Kandyla.

The smile from the sweet lips kept on looking at Andrew. She is beautiful, very beautiful, he praised the woman in his heart. Jasmine's face was captured through a large screen attached at a corner not far from her.

Not a deceptive beauty. There was a tremendous radiance in Jasmine that Andrew could not even explain. It is fitting that so many men want it, he continues his assumption - still in the heart.

The voices of the fans were heard shouting at the names of the two women. Andrew was still content in his position watching solemnly uninterruptedly. The coffee in his hand was almost toilet, but he was not interested at all to add.

The show ended an hour later.

Caught by Andrew's pair of eyes that had not been able to follow, Jasmine was currently walking towards the toilet area located at the end of the interior corridor of the building. However the ringtone of her phone was forced to make her stride following Jasmine, coming to a halt. He pulled over for a moment beside a pillar to raise his virtual call.

A few minutes later ....

For the sake of being able to speak four eyes from heart to heart with Jasmine, Andrew did not waste the slightest chance. He continued his steps towards the toilet, to meet the woman after being satisfied talking to someone on the phone line. This time he had to succeed. If not, then dashed all his intentions until here.

But something is wrong. Something unexpected was caught as soon as his eyes widened, just as Jasmine passed through a tall and large closet containing various items at the end of the corridor.

"Jas! Awaaassa!!" Andrew's screams spread across the building.

Then ....

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An hour later ....

"Where are you, Doc?!" Jasmine asked right after the half-black glasses male doctor, opened the door of the examination room. The pair of women's palms were squeezing each other amongst the shabby sweat, a sign of an overwhelming anxious attack crashing at him at this moment.

Kandyla approached no less worriedly. One similar gaze he passed on to the doctor-wanted to know how the people inside were doing.

"Mr Andrew is still unconscious, Miss." The doctor responded with a regretful look. "There was internal bleeding in the lower part of his back, as well as cracks around his ribs. Therefore we have to take immediate action to prevent the worst."

That explanation shook Jasmine's entire soul. "Yes, Lord ...," he lamented in disbelief. His two palms he raised to cover his gaping mouth in a surprised line.

While Kandyla sprayed rough breath while rubbing the face.

"I'll excuse you then, Miss. I must immediately prepare everything for the sake of the operation."

"Please, Doctor!" Kandyla gave way.

"Di ...."

Jasmine's raucous voice greeted Kandyla with a look of pity. "Prophey, Jas." He rubbed his frail back to transfer a fistful of strength-at least.

"He's got surgery, Dy. What if there's nothing with him?" Kandyla's shoulder was made Jasmine as a backrest to shed everything that in an instant burdened her.

"Gua is sure Andrew will bae-bae. He's a strong guy." Kandyla tried to keep calm.

He remembered ...how persistent the man tried to persuade, approach, comfort, to beguile himself in the past, for a word 'sorry' from his mouth.

God ....

The embrace of Kandyla the more she glued together, as more and more regret overtook her soul that might be sprawled out in a moment.

Was he too cruel to that man?

Nah!

No, it's not like that.

He only marched on fate and time.

He only feels he is always judged in the midst of problems that he did not even create.

Why does life always put him in the wrong place?

Whyyy?!

A moment later, Kandyla's phone rang. The woman let go of her embrace slowly. "Gua lift up, huh?" he said to Jasmine.

Jasmine simply nodded thinly as she wiped the wet on her cheek.

Kandyla began to attach the magic object to her ear. "Yes, Den."

"...."

Kandyla's expression showed shock in response to the voice across from her phone. "Gaury Berdine?" His forehead creased when he heard the name Denia mentioned.

Jasmine shows a curious gesture to Kandyla.

At first glance Kandyla looked at her best friend before finally closing the conversation on her phone with the word, "Consider, Den. Kabarin cave trus."

"...."

The phone was held by Kandyla swinging on the side of the body. He then looked at Jasmine and began to tell her what Denia had just told him.

In summary, Gaury was arrested by the police after being convicted of the attempted murder of Jasmine, who was eventually replaced by Andrew. Andrew slams and pushes Jasmine from the giant closet-the result of Gaury's plan, and sacrifices herself in exchange for Jasmine's safety.

"Why did he do that?" Jasmine responded in disbelief.

"He envies us Jas, especially you!" answer Kandyla directly. "He felt we took what should have been his and his place. And also Austin," he said.

"Austin?" Jasmine frowned questioningly. Her tears still won't dry.

"Yes. He knows you're doing the same with Austin."

Jasmine sneered, "You mean ... Miss Gaury likes Austin?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Jasmine's gaze turned pondering. He saw the closed door where Andrew was in it, with a sick look. "But he's not Austin" he said weakly.

Without speaking again, the cold floors headed for the room where Jasmine walked over, then ended up in front of the door. A moment of silence prepares the heart. Sealing breath as he began to grasp the door handle, turn and open it slowly.

After resisting his hesitation and fear, Jasmine was now standing beside the gurney where Andrew was lying. The eyes with the frame of the plumed feathers are still closed. Jasmine looked at him full of guilt pressure. Closed mouth to hold his cry so as not to break and cause sound.

"I should be the one on the bed, not you," he lamented after removing the blockage of the palm in his mouth. "I'm just angry with my life. Not intent on punishing anyone including you .. Lily as well."