NOT AN ORDINARY HUSBAND
Chapter 8

"Kakaohama.... Papa's. Papa Kak" The crying little girl who is none other than her biological sister, broke in Omar's arms.

The little girl fainted in his arms.

"Oryza..." Shouted Omar.

Omar woke up from his sleep. The dream came again. For almost fifteen years the dream had always haunted his sleep.

Sweat sweat soaked Omar's face even though his room was filled with air conditioning set with the highest level of cold.

Omar got up from his bed and sat on the sofa of the room facing a large glass displaying a night view of the city.

Omar glanced at the clock on the edge of his bed. At 2:00 Wib but his sleepiness was gone because of his nightmare just now.

It is a fragment of the past that has haunted his lonely nights for nearly fifteen years.

His last memories with little Oryza. After Oryza fainted he forgot the memory of what had happened. The doctor said that because Oryza was too shocked by what he saw, his mind refused to store the memory and preferred to forget it.

Only Oryza was the key to the incident. Omar arrived at his house when everything happened.

Akh.... Omar gulped down the alcohol in his room.

The memories came back. Sad memories of his family's past.

One bottle of alcoholic drink has been used up Omar drank. Her chest was hot considering her dream.

Omar staggered towards his bed. He dropped his rough body onto the soft bed. And shortly thereafter a snoring was heard. Omar is back asleep, hopefully the nightmare does not come again approaching his sleep.

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Jasmine was back in that beautiful flower garden. He felt no stranger to being there. Because he felt very familiar with this place.

He enjoyed the beautiful view that lay before him. Playing with the butterflies.

Suddenly a little girl came to him.

"Hi beautiful sister" said the little girl.

"Hi dear" Jasmine replied with great gentleness. He really likes kids.

"Don't you like coming to this park?" ask the little girl again.

"Like it, really like it" Jasmine replied with a smile.

"I love coming here too. Every time I come here I'm so happy" said the girl.

"You play here often?" jasmine asked curiously, because only this time did she meet this beautiful girl of this flower garden.

"Seling" the girl replied briefly.

"You came here alone?" jasmine asked, getting curious.

"No, I always come with my brother" he replied.

"Where's your brother? Brother didn't see anyone else around here?" jasmine asked confusedly.

"That's there. That's my brother" pointed the little girl at a man walking towards them.

At a glance Jasmine could only see the body shape of the man who was admittedly the older brother of the little girl who was beside Jasmine.

The man had an athletic, tall and stout body. But unfortunately his face is not clearly visible because Jasmine's eyes are very sore, glare with the scorching sunlight.

"Who are you?" jasmine asked the man.

"I'm your husband" replied the man before him.

Degs....

Jasmine awoke from her dream. It's been two days now that he's had a strange dream and why the end of his dream is exactly the same as his dream last night.

Just like his dream last night. But today the dream is a little longer. In her dream she had met a little girl who said that she was the sister of the man who claimed her husband.

In his dream, Jasmine had recorded the man's body in her memory. The body was stout, gallant and tall but it was a pity that the man had no face. Because to this day Jasmine could not see the face of the man.

Dreams that come before dawn are like alarms that wake him up to immediately perform his morning prayers.

Jasmine got up from her bed towards the bathroom. He immediately cleansed himself and took ablution and then performed his morning prayers.

Very bright sunday morning. Jasmine looked very cheerful out of her room and immediately went down to her Mama who was in the kitchen.

"Dear to you" said Mama Jasmine.

"Pag Ma's. What are you cooking this morning?" ask Jasmine.

"Mama wants to cook fried rice sausage" replied the mother.

"Well done. I'm so hungry to smell it" Jasmine said.

"We set the dining table first baby, soon the food is cooking, we invite Papa to eat yes" said Mama Jasmine.

"Oke Ma" Jasmine begins setting the dining table with ART at her home.

Although Jasmine's only child has never been taught spoiled by both parents. His interest in cooking is derived from the Mama while his intelligent brain is derived from the Papa who works as a lecturer at one of the state universities in this city.

While kicking little Jasmine began to organize the dining table.

"What cheer did Papa's son have this morning?" ask the Papa who just arrived in the dining room located still joined the kitchen area.

"Must donk Pa, cook must lose and bright today" replied Jasmine.

Papa Jasmine smiled at the behavior of her daughter.

"Where are your Kindergarten and Cake Shop?" ask Papa.

"TK is going well Pa. Earlier this year many were willing to register as new students at Kindergarten I even though the registration of the new school year has not been opened" replied Jasmine.

"That's good. If the fans are a lot like you have to build a Kindergarten it is even bigger, baby. In order to adequately accommodate all the students who had already enrolled" Papa Jasmine gave a suggestion.

"Yes Pa, I plan to build two additional classes. It started earlier this year and I hope before the new school year is all over" Jasmine said.

"But you also have to increase the number of teachers dear. Do not be so many students that teachers are overwhelmed to educate and take care of children. Remember they are little kids need attention and supervision from the teachers" said Papa Jasmine.

"I'm looking for four new teachers Pa. One class is usually taught by two teachers so if I'm going to add two classes I have to find four new teachers" Jasmine replied.

"That's good. How's your Cake Shop?" Papa Jasmine asked again.

"Alhamdulillah is growing Pa, its visitors every day are increasing. Revenue each month increases. And yesterday I just received an offer of cooperation with Barrakh Corp for snack providers at every meeting held at their company" Jasmine replied.

"Wah it turns out that Papa's son is pinter yes in business. Papa does not regret granting your request to stop a career in a large company and prefer to open a cake shop business" said Papa Jasmine.

Mama Jasmine who from earlier listened to the conversation between the child and her husband joined the dinner table while carrying their breakfast dishes.

"Isn't Barrakh Corp a big company, baby?" ask Mama Jasmine.

"Mama was following the business as well?" ledek Papa Jasmine's.

"Mama often seen on TV Pa. It is a long-established company and the owners are the Barrakh family. Unfortunately the founder died at a young age and it turns out the company was more developed in the hands of his son" said Mama Jasmine.

"Weishn.. Do you know much about this company?" jasmine Goda.

That morning Jasmine and the family enjoyed the morning jest together. While talking they enjoyed breakfast on this sunny day.

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