Take Off Yourself

Take Off Yourself
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Thanksgiving and wedding handover. Runs smoothly, without any obstacles.


Hanafi, give a dowry of money worth 20 million. Rebellious made others, envious of Yasmin as a widow.


So did Faris, feeling inferior to continue being on the Yasmin show. Faris used to give 10 million dowries. Marriage, just sober.


Not like now, as bright as Yasmin.So much and looks luxurious-luxury.


However, it did not make Yasmin happy. He, trying to smile. Save the pain, by his parents.


"Lucky well, Yasmin is married to Hanafi's son. Sesame and dowry, the value is not playful. Yasmin's wedding, the first. In the past, how much did it cost? Me, forgot mom".


Whispers of others, which Yasmin sounded. From then on, head down.


"Sama ma'am, but I remember. After the wedding, not so much". Answer mom, others.


"True, it's so rich. He said he was rich, but gave me a stingy hand. Pantesan, Yasmin split with her husband".


"eeee... Look, over there. Isn't that Yasmin's ex-in-law and her ex-husband. Random appearance, likely already poor".


"Hmmm...In the past, so much belagu. Disgusted, to Aminah's house. Now, he himself has no place to live".


Many more, the scorn of other mothers. Yasmin, just silence doesn't make a sound..


In his mind, this event was quickly completed. Can't take it, too long.


"Mom,ayo's home. What mother, at home? They're all talking about us". Faris, pull his mother's arm.


"Ck, mom is furious with Yasmin. His time, he just kept quiet. In our time, despised like this". Gerutu Bu Yahya, leaving the thanksgiving of his parents Yasmin.


"already, mom. Yasmin, there's nothing to do with this". Faris, astonished at her mother always blames Yasmin.


"This you, always defending Yasmin. Because of him, we're humiliated like this". Gerrutu Bu Yahya, stared intently at Faris.


"Mom, how does it feel? So the talk of others, as well as Yasmin. In the past, my mother often told him things. Mother, often yasmin. Now, my mother received her karma. If you want to live peacefully in this village. Faris, please mom. Don't act weird, including keep your mother's words". Pinta Faris, because she's starting to settle down in this village


Ma'am Yahya, keep quiet without speaking anything more. Though his heart, grumbled Faris.


Yasmin, breathe a sigh of relief because the show is over. After the wedding for her, she went into the room.


"Yasmin, congratulations". Irna, hugging her best friend.


"Together, Irna". Yasmin replied, smiling.


"That's lucky for you, Yasmin. Because of Hanafi, suddenly choosing you to be his wife. Didn't you just refuse the proposal? That's how he loves you, he's just like you. Or maybe, you regret rejecting Hanafi first". Said one, mothers who are not known by Yasmin.


Yasmin, smile. Really furious, to this one mother.


The mother, left Yasmin. With a cynical look, it filled with hate.


"His name is Ms. Sukma, she has a daughter. Daughter, Bu Sukma. Loved Hanafi, but rejected". Brisque Irna.


"Oh, so he's angry with me. Because of envy, kali yah". Yasmin's chuckle, made Irna giggle with laughter.


"Well, do not respond to the talk of Bu Sukma. Him, people like that". Said Irna, who was a member of Yasmin.


After the thanksgiving was over, Yasmin rested in the room. His eyes were fixed on, the call from Hanafi. Go on, get close and open it.


"Bang Hanafi, do you know where my sandals are? What of father and mother,". Yasmin muttered, very well fitting on her feet.


"Why are you saving nduk?". Ask Aminah ma'am, see her son save the offering.


"Later, unless Yasmin is legally the wife of Hanafi. New Yasmin, use". Yasmin replied, smiling.


"You are, Dad. So scared, if Hanafi wants to give back his hand". The snickering of Aminah, smiling.


"Who knows, mom? We, how do you know what to do later. At least, watch". Yasmin said, smiling.


"Husssttt...Don't think weird, God willing. Your marriage, it's going well. Aaamii....".


"Aaammiii....". Yasmin said, breathing heavily.


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"E'dmm...Two days of marriage with Yasmin. There's a request, Faris". Hanafi said, patting Faris on the shoulder.


"What do you mean, Pak Hanafi?". Faris, confused to hear the words of his foreman. What is he, doing a sneaky thing to hurt Yasmin.


"Masa, don't know? I mean, didn't you ask me to cancel the two-day marriage contract". Hanafi asked, playing both eyebrows.


"Sir Hanafi, don't mess around. Enough, don't hurt Yasmin's feelings. He's, he's been hurt because of me. Please, don't add any more wounds. One day, sir, take care of Yasmin and make her happy". Pinta Faris, I'm going to his foreman.


Hanafi, smile at her. "Ck, look at tomorrow".


"Sir Hanafi, don't mess around in marriage. Please, don't cancel tomorrow's marriage contract". Pinta Faris, shakes her head. He, is afraid it happened. Where Hanafi, cancel the marriage contract.


"Loh, didn't you ask me to cancel the marriage contract. Tumben, you changed your mind. Hemm....". Hanafi asked, suspicious.


"Free, because Yasmin won't come back to me. Please, don't leave Yasmin". Faris said, immediately stepping down.


Faris, it's better to avoid Hanafi. He's afraid of getting into trouble. "I, I have to see Yasmin. But, how?". Faris murmured, puzzled to find a way to meet Yasmin.


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Tock....Tock....Tock....


Yasmin, shocked from her bedroom window. At night, someone knocked on the window. He, getting up from the bed and peeking in between the curtains. "Mas Faris, why come here?". Yasmin murmured, afraid if caught by people.


Kreks....


Yasmin, open the window of her room a little.


"Yasmin, it's good that you open the window for me. I, it's so hard to see you. There's something important, I need to talk about". Faris said, looking around. It is very afraid if anyone, who knows of its existence.


"Ouch... Go there, mas. Fear, so it's a big deal if caught by people. Go, mas, no chance for you". Firm Yasmin, terrified.


"Yasmin, answer my question. Is it true, Hanafi once proposed to you. Then, you refused because you chose me". Faris asked, she was afraid that Hanafi would lie.


"Hmmmm, right mas. So he wanted revenge on me. Already rejected his proposal first, I don't know tomorrow what happened". Yasmin replied, turning her eyeballs.


"What's? So all that, really. In fact, you know that he married out of revenge". Faris said, who is a member of Yasmin. "why, want Yasmin? You, you can refuse it yesterday".


"How,mas? Because of me, I can't argue with my father's words and won't let them down again. That's enough, you do it like that. Go, don't ever interrupt". Yasmin said, wanting to close the window. But, Faris, hold him back.


"Yasmin, I miss you. May, um come in and hug one last time". Pinta Faris, with a worried look. Yasmin, looking at the beads of her ex-husband's eyes. Is it true, her ex-husband misses her.


"Not to me, mas". Firmly Yasmin, closed the window door and locked it. Do not forget, allow the curtains to be closed. Regardless of the sound, Faris beat.duringly, the window beat was gone.Perhaps, Faris had given up and left.