Semua Bab Rekindle of love : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Jasmine's Pov The sun shone so barely; it’s midsummer, and I was still on my bed, turning and tossing myself. "Jasmine is a mistake," my father retorted angrily. His face was so hardened that he felt like killing me. I hated my father. He is heinous. He takes pleasure in punching my mother. "Jasmine is not my child." He keeps reminding her. In fact, I agreed with him. I can’t be his daughter with such a ruthless and dishonest man. Sometimes I can’t still believe that a lovely, beautiful woman like my mother ended up with him. I can remember her telling me that her parents betrothed her to him. My father’s word keeps coming up in my memory; it's torn my heart into pieces in my mind—a father who has so much hatred for his daughter. It's always been my dream to attend Kisco High School, but when I told my father about it, he blurted out, "You are useless, and I won't squander all of my money on you." I dreaded him so much that I sat staring up at the ceiling, wondering what I

Jasmine's Pov I lay in my bed, attempting to meditate. I found myself daydreaming about my present, specifically how I had received scholarships to Kisco High School. After a few deep breaths, I reopened my eyes and returned my awareness to my breath. As I settled into the moment, I felt compelled to jot down my thoughts. I opened my drawer and took out all my painting supplies. I began expressing my feelings on a piece of paper, using black paint to capture the fear coiling in my mother’s and my own eyes. It’s my fear of insanity, I guess, as I draft it. "Jasmine, my dear," my mother called, breaking my concentration. I unlatched my room door and was pleasantly surprised to see her face glowing with a resplendent smile for the first time in a long while. "I want you to prepare. You are going for the Kisco scholarship exams. I’ve worked hard to get this money so you can enter that school." She handed me $200. That’s a lot of money. I was both shocked and excited at the same tim

It was like a nightmarish for me haven’t know that today my father’s friend is coming to pay my bride price. I felt as though I was being swallowed up in the darkness. I breathe a heavy sigh. "Make sure you look so presentable." "I don’t want to see you putting on those shabby clothes." My father's voice rang out, dragging me out of the darkness that was threatening to swallow me. When last did he buy clothes for me? I began to make whirring sounds. I can’t believe my dream is shattering into pieces because of my father's selfish desire. "Where is my mother?" I held my breath as I went to the kitchen to look for her. She was in the kitchen, preparing food for our guest. It hooked me in the heart to see her cooking. I guess she is on my father’s side. I stared at her as tears could not stop dripping from my eyes. She has a lot to cook. She waved at me immediately after she saw me. "Are you going to cook all that?" I inquired with a frail voice. She looked at my pale face and k

Everything is moving smoothly, and I am so excited within."I think I have had enough of this nonsense." You just ruined my day and splashed scorching coffee on me. I will deal with you and my cloth, which is really costly. You just messed it up; your father can’t afford it. I will never forgive you for that." He retorted angrily as he took a measured step to leave the house. As I watched him take a step to leave, my face was beaming with smiles.Is this the kind of man my father wants me to marry—someone who is worse than him? My father is sure to plan a great trick with me."Wait, in-law, whatever it is, I will resolve it." I felt like kicking my father. Why would he stop him from leaving gently?"What can you do?" "Do you know how much I spent on these clothes that your daughter ruined?" "You don’t know because you have never touched that kind of money before." I couldn’t stop smiling, seeing how mad he was with my father. Is this the kind of person my father calls a friend? I

Clara cleaned the wound on my mouth ,she applied it antibiotics and gave me tetanus injections she smiled softly at me she is so beautiful her eyes were blinking light sensation to me."Don’t worry, I will take care of your mom." She sounds like an angel indeed, as if she knows what I’m thinking about."Jas! Jas!" My mother’s voice was rather a whisper; it’s exciting to see her awake. She looks so frail, and her eyes are so dull.I went closer to her: Mom, thank God you are awake." "I had spent days and nights hoping for the day you would wake up." I whooped.It feels so good to have my mother back."Jas!" "Where am I?" She asked, trying to turn around.She was looking so pale"We are in the hospital." I said I was worried because she had been through enough, and I wished I could do anything to help her out of this trouble."Hospital?" She was so shocked to hear that I knew in her mind she wonders where we will get money for her hospital’s bill. I