The Jasmine

It's a male × female fic by the Krismin couple :)

Let's go back to the past together~

**Jasmine, P'Min, who is a girl.

"Hahaha, is that true? Brother, you can take a bath in the canal."

Sweet voices and laughter as they listen to various stories from the commoners in the house through translation from the husband's young secretary.

It's been more than three months since 'Jasmine', a blonde British girl who came to Siam to visit her husband of the same nationality who came to work abroad, arrived in Thailand.

and while waiting for her husband to return She taught various tasks to the house maids and also asked Lalin, the young secretary assigned by her husband to take care of her, to teach her how to write Thai.

"By the way, do you like the smell of pandanus leaves?" You really know his heart more than me, Lin.."

A figure looked at her reflection in the mirror and smiled brightly when she saw herself in a crimson sash, making her fair skin even more alluring.

Dressing in Thai style is beautiful in another way. If 'Chris', her husband, comes to see her, she will definitely be happy.

Just thinking about that man's handsome face when she was shocked to see herself in a Thai outfit, Jasmine burst out laughing. This made the maid very confused, but she didn't know how to ask her master because of the language barrier.

"returned.."

The familiar deep voice made Jasmine startle and she ran with joy. And when she regained consciousness, she ran in front of her husband.

"Little sister.." As expected, Chris was stunned by the sight in front of him before a large hand moved to hold the small wrist.

Then dragged him to follow him into the bedroom together.

"Who told you to wear this?!"

When the lock was written, the energetic young businessman shouted at his petite wife who could only lower her head when she saw her husband's angry expression.

“It exposed all of your skin. Repeatedly went to the market again. Are you planning to provoke me?!"

"I just want to try it on. I want to wear it with you.." A small voice tried to explain calmly before a large hand squeezed both shoulders tightly and continued yelling at his wife in anger.

"But I won't allow it!!"

"Why do you have to shout so loudly? Haha.." His heart didn't last long, but Chris had to give in when he saw his wife's tears streaming from her sweet eyes.

The little body was gently pulled into a hug before a large hand caressed his light-colored hair.

"...I'm sorry."

"Because you're beautiful..so beautiful that I don't want anyone to see.."

"Because she's yours. It's only yours.." With that, the tall man loosened his embrace and held his sweet face in to receive his own sweet kiss.

Soon the little body was carried to lie on the big bed and aroused the love of the other person to the heights of the husband.

"Oh..Uh.." The Thai style dress that Jasmine had been trying to wear for a long time began to come off until there was nothing left to cover it up.

White skin reflecting in the dim candlelight made the woman a thousand times more attractive, and the owner of both her body and mind did not hesitate to give love that was almost overflowing from his chest to both her and him. Happy together

But some of the things she suspected were definitely true.

Because her husband easily removes the woman's Thai robes...

Jasmine opened her eyes in the darkness of the night. I ran my eyes over my husband's perfect face reflecting the moonlight and tears flowed.

She couldn't stand being near him any longer..because she was sure that all her doubts were true.

Her husband has a deep relationship with the Siamese secretary, Lalin.. He betrayed her love.

'I will love only you..from now on forever'

It was just a promise made at the wedding ceremony. Chris had forgotten all about her..

The little hands raised together like Siamese people like to do. He bowed down to the strong chest of his beloved husband because he thought he would prefer the Siamese style.

I would like to do like the Siamese for once.. In case he returns his attention to her.

But that day probably won't come..

"I love you, little brother.."

It's been more than a month and there's been no news of his wife, who unexpectedly returned to England citing urgent work.

'I still don't want her to go back..'

The little body only allowed him to hug him like always, but the strange thing was that those little arms didn't come up to hug him back like they always did.

There were only clear eyes filled with tears that sent him a farewell smile..

But Chris continued on with his life. Moreover, I was glad that Lalin knew everything about him and took better care of him to the point that he almost didn't think about his own wife.

Until his birthday There was a familiar shaped cake placed in front of him.

"This snack.."

"K..Mr. Chris.."

“Why do we have to call each other distant? You're my wife." Chris gently hugged Lalin's thin waist, not taking his eyes off the cake that looked familiar at all.

"But I haven't lit the candle yet."

"Never mind that. Let's secretly let someone teach us. Um..the taste.." Chris was silent for a moment before suddenly thinking of someone else.

"Miss Jasmine said that on your birthday I should make it for you."

It tastes like what Jasmine makes.. Jasmine's cake..

'Happy birthday to you.. Happy birthday, darling. Kiss~'

Small lips kissed Chris's lips softly before small arms wrapped around his neck pleadingly and continued in a voice as sweet as the honey used to make coffee at breakfast.

'This year it will stay. Next year I'll go see you..even though I'm far away. No matter how far I go, I will follow and make a cake for you ^^'

But this year, that girl didn't come..

"Miss Jasmine taught me how to do it..I don't understand it either."

You said you would come and do it yourself..so why didn't you come..

Chris could only groan angrily in his heart before he saw a piece of cardboard that Lin had handed to him.

"There's a card too, sir."

And when you opened it, you could smell the scent of jasmine that was another person's body odor.

'Happy birthday, brother.

My little one has been learning to write Thai for several days. I don't know if he will like it or not.

And please leave Kalin to make a new cake recipe that you might like. Nong Son Lalin has done it. If you want to eat, you can tell Lalin.

I have a gift for you. You must be very happy. I keep it for you in the bedroom drawer.

I want you to be happy forever. The younger one will be happy as well.

Jasmine'

Thai characters are written cleanly in the style of a purist like Jasmine. But this letter was devoid of words of love like always.

Many things began to make Chris start to think back to the old days..

'I love you, brother ^^'

'Tell me every day, aren't you bored?'

'I'm not bored, I'm never bored. Kick..Even if you're bored, I have to listen and listen. Because my sister likes to tell me >.<'

The tall figure was sitting blankly in the bedroom before something told him to open the drawer beside the bed and look at it, as Jasmine had said in the greeting card. and found an envelope of documents in it

'Divorce certificate

sign

Jasmine Bellene'

“Jasmine.. Lin! Go prepare my suitcase for me. I'm going back to England!"

The pronoun of a boss and the title of 'sex partner' shocked Lalin to the point where she could barely do anything.

But Chris didn't seem interested.. At this moment, he doesn't care about anyone. Because he knew that Jasmine would definitely never fall out of love with him.

"Ugh..Ugh.." His little body clung tightly to the edge of the sink as he began to feel that he was about to lose his strength.

Her fatigue hasn't gone away since leaving Thailand and it's getting worse and worse because she's both sad and sad that her 'ex-husband' probably won't come back to look after someone like her again.

"Huh..Brother.."

But she still thinks about him every day..

The house that once smelled of our love But today it has completely disappeared. Jasmine could only blame herself over and over that she probably didn't take good care of her husband well enough. He's gone with someone else.

Life seems so worthless when there's no one beside you.

And when she didn't own that person's heart anymore, she didn't know why she would stay..

"Jasmine.."

As soon as he opened the door of the love nest, a hoarse voice shouted for the little wife he had missed throughout his travels.

"Baby, where are you..Jasmine.."

The tall man walked closer to the king-sized bed that the couple had chosen when building this dormitory.

The thick eyebrows that had been furrowed all the way began to relax when he saw that there was still a small figure asleep on the bed, which made Chris feel a bit more at ease.

He gently embraced his wife's small waist before feeling the other person's shrinking size and sickly pale expression.

"Darling..you're here..open your eyes and take a look."

And it worked.. Gray eyes slowly opened when they heard a familiar voice.

Sweet eyes looked at the picture in front of him that seemed clearer every day. Because in the past, she always thought that those images she saw were just imaginary images that would never come true.

Her small arm slowly hugged the person in front of her tightly before letting tears fall out, along with her suffocating sobs.

"Huh..Huh.."

This hug is still as warm as the one you hugged before. The warmth and familiar scent of his body made his heart that had once been depressed become swell and beat again.

If you're dreaming now..you really don't want to wake up..

"Good people..don't cry. I'm here now."

"Huh..Don't leave me..Don't go anywhere..Huh.."

"I'm not going anywhere...I'm sorry. Good people..don't cry."

"I'm gone..I've left my little brother. I signed the divorce papers..again..with my younger sister. I don't love you..uh.."

The petals of his rambling mouth gently closed and he sent a touch full of longing to her, telling her through this kiss that he felt no different from her at all.

The small figure could only allow the other's advances to remain like that before breaking their usual contact with each other, followed by resting their foreheads together like they both liked to do.

"I'm here.." His clear eyes flickered before tears fell again. A thick hand slowly followed and gently wiped it off before caressing the smooth cheek as always.

"I love you."

"N..I love you too.."

"I love you only."

"I'm sorry."

"Huh..Brother.."

"Good girl..I'm sorry." The husband gave a serious look to his little wife who was listening intently. Just him coming back to tell me he loves me. Just by coming back and hugging her, she was willing to forgive me.

"Who can divorce my younger brother? Don't do this again."

The young woman could only nod slightly before turning her eyes away from the man in front of her when she saw the sweet look in her husband's eyes.

"I will come back to live with you. I'll ask Kelvin to go see the work instead."

"Brother.."

"I'm sorry.. let's start over."

"As for the divorce papers, I'm going to burn them. How dare you sign them?"

"Huh..it's little brother.."

"No one can replace you. Never.."

The young woman only hugged her husband back with full love and allowed the other party to invade like that. Her heart began to beat again when she felt each other's warmth and love.

Jasmine's loose, baggy shirt that Jasmine wore to relieve her nostalgia was removed, revealing fair, white skin and light gray eyes that narrowed, trying to look at the husband who was above herself.

A cloth soaked in warm water was gently swept over the woman's face and body. Before the little body was turned around slightly when the husband wanted to wipe every nook and cranny to make his little wife feel comfortable.

Before asking without shame..

"Please let me love you."

"K..Brother..uh.."

His light-colored hair was all messy after the love war of a few moments ago. No matter how much she missed her husband, she didn't have the same strength as the other man.

Her small body was wrapped in a good quality nightgown and she was sleeping under a blanket that her husband had put on her because she was a cold person.

Normally Jasmine would be the one who cooked the food. But today it's Chris's responsibility.

The young man was acting like a newly married couple. He stirred the porridge a few times and had to look up at his wife sleeping on the bed several times.

"Darling, please wake up."

Chris said and carried his little wife into the kitchen before opening the lid of the bowl of porridge he had planned to make for another person.

But just when she smelled the strange smell of ginger sprinkled on the porridge, she almost vomited.

"keep!"

"Jasmine!!"

"What are you doing.." A sweet voice shouted from the bedroom because he didn't have much energy to walk towards him.

Lately, she has been sick so often that she has to stay at home and not go out to work at the company with her husband like always, which makes her bored as well, but she agrees to obey another person's request.

"I'm at work, Jasmine. Just a moment," Chris shouted back before looking down and continuing to read the documents, not noticing the small figure slowly walking towards his office, clinging to the wall.

"Why did you come out?"

"Come and ask to lie on my lap.." Jasmine didn't wait for her husband's permission, but leaned down and begged to lie on Chris' lap, causing Chris to furrow his eyebrows tightly, preparing to sulk but couldn't when his face His sweet wife smiled just a little.

"Sister, are you working? I'm not bothering you ^-^"

When the little man promised like that, Chris trusted it. before stroking my soft, pampering hair For a moment, he felt the steady breathing of his perverted wife, making him realize that the other person had fallen asleep.

Chris placed a soft kiss on the little girl's temple before scooping his little wife into his own arms. But even then, Jasmine was still unconscious and instead let him hold her fully.

"Sleep soundly, darling ^^"

Chris pretended to whisper, watching the little man to see if he would smile or not. But she didn't act like she always did, leading him to believe that Jasmine was really asleep. That made Chris surprised at her change in condition.

The husband ran his hand over the little man's body to measure the temperature and found that it was slightly higher than normal, so he began to worry about Jasmine. But I saw that she was still sleeping soundly, so I thought I'd look again tomorrow.

"I'm like a kitten, Aunt Jasmine," Chris teased the little person who hugged him from behind while he was setting the dinner table. before turning back to the other person and smacking his cheek left and right.

"Um, can I kiss you a little? Uh.." The husband accepted almost immediately before the little body was pressed against the lips and lifted up into his husband's arms.

It wasn't long before the little body was placed on the bed along with her husband who lingered from his touch.

"Why is it bulging here?"

"I wonder about Little Fat. Oh, you don't like me anymore, right?"

"No. Oh..Let's hug each other." The two of them lay hugging each other without conversation and staring at the atmosphere around them before stopping their gazes on each other's faces.

"Don't you have to eat it?

Breakfast

This.." The little wife brought her face in to give Chris a sizzling kiss in response before he secretly laughed in her throat because of the good wife's heat.

Kris didn't let Jasmine lead her overbearing game for long. Soon, their clothes no longer needed to be on their bodies..

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Jasmine woke up and vomited in the bathroom for the third time this night. Chris couldn't help but worry about his little wife.

"Are you okay? Please take it slow." Strong arms tried to lift the little man up to wash his dirty mouth and face.

Jasmine couldn't bear to look at her husband's dark face, which was furrowed with worry, so she hugged him gently, but because the hug was almost weak, it made Chris even more worried.

"Let's go rest on the bed."

Chris said before releasing the small man's embrace and helping him to sleep on the bed. But the little body suddenly started to lose strength and fell unconscious in his arms.

"Jasmine!!"

It was so painful that he could only sit and wait in front of the patient reception room.

Chris repeatedly told himself that he would never make his wife sad again.

He was so afraid that he would lose Jasmine.

But soon his wait ended..

"Congratulations. Your wife is eight weeks pregnant.”