Take Off Yourself
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Yasmin, partly hauled her belongings at home and brought her new residence. Like gas stoves, magic, other kitchen tools. Cabinets and beds, which are important only transported.

In a new place, it only has 1 room, minimalist living room and kitchen and bathroom.

Half a day, Yasmin cleans up her house. Then, tidy up the home equipment that was transported earlier. Although, his heart was broken into pieces.

"Yasmy....". Said a man, in the doorway.

"Mas Faris's...". Lirih Yasmin, surprised at the arrival of her husband. He, instantly snorted coldly. "Remain you, come here mas? We, there's no relationship anymore".

Without any more ba-bi-bu, Faris immediately knelt at Yasmin's feet. "Yes, please forgive me. We are still a couple. I, have not spoken the word talak. I'm, really sorry Yasmin. Your words, it is true that they. Just using me, saja. After that, they just threw me away. Me, please Yasmin. Give it, I'll get another chance. Whatever, I'll follow your word". Faris, begging and begging his wife.

Yasmin, wiped her tears away. Deep down, she still loved her husband.

"Yasmin, answer me. Just you, who have it. Begging your parents for forgiveness. I promise you, I won't hurt you again. Slap mas, Yasmin. Do whatever you. As long as we get back together again". Said Faris, in his sobs.

"Mas, stand up. Don't be like this, mama". Yasmin finally crumbled and hugged her husband's body tightly.

The two of them hugged each other, spilling a sense of tightness in each other's hearts. "I'm sorry,mas. I promise you, I won't hurt you anymore".

"Yes, mas. I'll give you another chance. But, this is the last time. If you do, repeat it again. I'm sorry, mas. I, I won't be able to be with you anymore". Firmly Yasmin, directly berbuki Faris.

Yasmin, hoping that if her husband really regretted and changed. Hopefully, he doesn't repeat it.

All this, I did because of my parents. To give you another chance. If the brand doesn't want to, neither do I. Lucky, you get in-laws like them. Who always cared, for us. Inner Yasmin, sighed.

"Please promise me, if you don't care about your family anymore. Do you remember, how to use yourself? That's enough, mama. You, played by them. Once you're like this, who's next to you. Me, my mom and my family. Remember, here's a lesson for you. My parents, too, gave me one more chance". Yasmin said, still feeling a deep sadness.

"Mas promise, won't care about them. Although, they beg and persuade the mas again. Cuisine, change for your sake deck". Faris, kiss his wife's forehead. Whatever Yasmin, I'll do. I promise, it will change.

Yasmin, feeling the warmth in her husband's arms. Him, get the calm. However, Yasmin still kept a secret about the house.

"I'm sorry, we live in this place. I'm gonna go see you, try to redeem the house certificate. So that we, stay together. But, his house certificate. Let father, who keeps them from messing around". Faris said, making Yasmin surprised.

"Mas, seriously with that word". Ask Yasmin, who felt disbelief.

"Serious darling, anything to heal the wounds in your heart". Faris answered, hugging his wife tightly. As if, not letting go.

"Mas, let go first. I, you want to clean up this stuff". Yasmin, divorce her embrace.

Faris, too, helped to clear things up. Household life, which Yasmin lived. It feels warm again, not like before.

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Yasmin and her husband had just returned to dinner outside.

"But....". Yasmin, she still had doubts about her husband.

"Sir, I promised to change and make you happy. Financial matters, you just set it up. I, leave it all to my dear wife". Faris, pinch his wife's smooth cheek.

"But what about mom? Don't you always send money to him". Ask Yasmin, directly.

"Well..Me, leave it to you. Want you, give money to mom or her gang. Whatever, I don't want to deal with them anymore". Faris, who was already disappointed. "They all, pawned the mother's house certificate. But I don't have the money part. In fact, they kicked me off the deck".

"Mas, who is patient. Yes, Yasmin will send money to your mother. Not worth 500 grand, a month. Surely, your brother and sister also sent money to him". Yasmin said, which was directly influenced by Faris.

Yasmin, feel happy. This is the moment he is waiting for, by him.

They both shed each other's longing, and seek warmth within each other. Forgetting, the problems that passed.

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While at Yahya's mother's residence, his son and daughter-in-law looked happy. But for Yahya's mother, there is something lacking. I don't know why he thought about Faris.

"Mom, thank you so much for granting Hana's request". Hana, hugging tightly to her mother's body.

"Together, son. Remember, if you marry later. Don't forget, I love money. Minimum 2 million, per month. You guys too, understand! Mom, I don't want you guys to be like Faris. Just love, 1 million or less". Said ma'am Yahya, straight away.

Sinta, directly nudged her husband's arm. "Mom, for now we can't give you that much money. Understandably, recently pioneered the business". Hamid, immediately make a sound.

"Yes,bu. What else am I, pregnant. We, more saving for a grip. What's more, a new venture pioneering". Beautiful sahut, too.

"Certainly, what mother? Not to mention, paying his monthly installments. Don't forget the services of the mother, if there is no mother. Chances are, you'll be starving and humiliated". Deny ma'am Yahya, who was furious.

"There were Faris and Hana, they were the ones who sent money to mom". Sahut Sinta, who was upset.

"Yes,bu. Each, ask for 3 million from Faris and Hana. So, you can pay monthly installments and the rest for mom. If less, ask for more". Gabriel said, smiling.

"Can't, when I'm newly married. Gotta send money to mom, then there's a problem". Reject Hana, straight away.

"The only, purpose. It's just Faris, ma'am. Just ask, be with him and not us". Beautiful words, without thinking about the feelings of his mother.

"Alaaahh... Faris, the poor one. Where there's that kind of money, what's more now. Don't know, where's Faris? Don't-don't, he doesn't have a job. Money from where, to give to mother. Just you guys, who can afford to give a lot of money". Said mom Yahya, ever since she always get remittances from her children.

Only Faris, who sent money with a little nominal than the others.

Now Sinta, even upset to her husband. Of course, Hamid immediately defended his mother compared to Sinta. So did Gabriel, he was upset with his wife who always obeyed his mother.