So Sorry

Jasmine has just returned from her vacation with Sam in Bali when Bara and Joe suddenly drag her into a room.

The girl stood limply shaking her head in disbelief. She shuddered in horror and hurried out of the transparent glass-walled room.

Rich people are crazy.

Jasmine had heard that saying before. Now, the girl knew what that meant, when they already had so many luxury items, and they just kept buying them. It's as if their money will just disappear if they don't spend it.

This hurt her senses, spending tens of millions just to buy a few pieces of clothes. By God, what were Bagaskara's sons thinking?

"Why are you dumbfounded? Say something! You don't like it?" Joe gently nudged Jasmine's arm.

Should Jasmine like this? A wardrobe was full of super expensive clothes, a wardrobe full of shoes, a wardrobe full of glittery bags, and a wardrobe full of cosmetics.

Who is this madman who wastes his money on useless things like this? WHO?

This is frustrating. She was annoyed to death, there are a lot of hungry children out there, wearing old clothes and dropping out of school. Don't Bagaskara's sons know that? Even Jasmine herself did not continue her studies because she had no money. And now? Did they ask that innocent girl to wear those fancy things? Of course, Jasmine will not be able to do that. She felt sorry for the children and the underprivileged people who worked desperately just to eat and go to school.

Jasmine turned around and looked at Bagaskara's sons one by one.

"If you have excess money, just give it to me!" She cried in frustration.

"Why? You don't like the model? Do you want to buy your own? I'll take you to another boutique later!" Joe who was originally sitting immediately stood up and stepped closer to Jasmine.

"I don't want any of that. Just looking at it feels like my neck is choking. How much money did you guys spend on that?" Jasmine almost cried with anger.

It would be hypocritical if she didn't like any of that. All items are beautiful and indulgent. But seeing the price tag still attached to it made her chest tight.

She knew very well how difficult it was to make money. What does the picture paper mean to people who can't afford it like her?

"Don't think about the price, money is not a problem for us. Just wear what you like. We do this because we want to see you look beautiful!" Bara, who was sitting not far from Jasmine, casually said that.

"I feel like all the hungry kids out there will curse me if I wear that stuff!"

"Hei! Don't be ridiculous! Stop thinking about unnecessary things like that! Can't you just enjoy what we have to offer? Why make it big?" Joe looked cynically at Jasmine.

"Joe is right, just use it. Don't bother with the kids you don't even know!"

Jasmine immediately looked at Bara annoyed.

The man had no conscience.

"Come on, don't force it!" Sam put the glass of water that had been in his hand on the table. His gaze is now fixed on Jasmine.

"Just wear what makes you comfortable," he called softly.

Just nodded slowly.

"But then everything in there will be a waste if you don't use it!" Bara protested.

Jasmine was silent. On the other hand, she felt bad for Bara and Joe who had prepared it for her. But, this bothered her.

"Can't you just return it? Or just sell it again. Give the money to orphanages or children with special needs!"

"Stop thinking about other people! Can't you see the girls here? They're all trying to look pretty. They'd do whatever it takes to get stuff like this. Do you think they wouldn't curse you if they knew you turned it down?" Joe looks annoyed. His sharp gaze never escapes Jasmine's eyes.

Jasmine knows, she must look like a girl who is less grateful for her master's gift. But she couldn't ignore what her conscience was feeling.

"I'll also curse you if you refuse all of this! I've already spent a lot of money to buy you nice clothes!" added Joe.

Jasmine was silent and looked straight at Joe.

Between shock and confusion, Jasmine just gave up when suddenly a soft and smooth white hand stretched out to grab her wrist and take her away from the room.

Bara took Jasmine to the garage, push the girl in his car, and drove the car through the streets of Jakarta.

"Where are we going?" the girl looks angry. She stared in horror at Bara who for some reason looked cold at this time.

"Ra, where are we going? I just got home!"

"Well, don't be fussy!"

Jasmine immediately pursed her lips in annoyance while looking far out the window.

Previously, Bara invited her to stop by an ATM, then drove his sports car back to the street.

Where is he going with that kind of money?

"You, that's too confusing things that don't need to know or not!" said Bara in the end.

"How?"

"We have several orphanages on the outskirts of the city. Joe and Sam manage them. As you know, we are also from orphanages, we will never forget that!"

Jasmine was stunned to hear Bara's explanation. She misjudged them. She thought they just knew how to spend money.

"Here!"

Jasmine was surprised to see Bara confused. Why did the man give her the wad of cash he'd just pulled from the ATM?

"Give it to the children or parents who are in trouble. Just pretend you're paying taxes, that way you won't feel suffocated when you use those things. We've worked hard to buy all of that for you! Joe will be very disappointed if you refuse He even went to the boutique himself to buy the clothes!"

"Hawk?"

"Yes."

***

After distributing money to the children on the street, Jasmine and Bara returned to the Bagaskara family residence. Jasmine's belongings had also changed places in Joe's room because her schedule with Bara had ended.

"Come in," said Bara as he took off his jacket and threw himself on the sofa.

Jasmine shook her head slowly and looked at Bara miserably.

"Come in, Joe is sleeping," exclaimed Sam, who for some time had joined Bara lying on the sofa.

Jasmine turned the doorknob very carefully, and with half tiptoes, she entered Joe's room. Joe's room was very warm, not very tidy but felt very comfortable.

Jasmine looked around the room, looking for the owner of the room, who was sleeping peacefully on his king-size bed.

Jasmine walked slowly closer to the window and slept curled up in a chair. Because there are no sofas, carpets, or other beds.