Take Off Yourself
Scrimmage

"Sir, why would you marry a lawyer Tono? Want to be the old man's second wife". Faris, shake his head. How could her brother marry a lawyer Tono? Has a cattle farm, which is quite a lot and some dams.

"Whole up, Faris. Good, if you marry a lawyer Tono. Lots of money and a beautiful life". Sahut ma'am Yahya, approving his son's choice.

"First wife, sickly Faris. Hopefully, his first wife dies soon. Let me, the powerful. This is a golden opportunity, which I may ignore. So, you can trample on Yasmin's self-esteem". Beautiful word, smiling smrik.

"True, I agree with Beautiful. As a good brother, a good elder. Clearly, it blessed the relationship between the beautiful and the draughtsman Tono. What's more, boss Tono often come here. He, already captivated beautifully. We, can relax without working hard like this". Firmly Hamid, pat Faris on the shoulder.

"Whatever, I'm not coming. Better, I stay here and work in the palm oil". Deny Faris, directly.

"Good, if you don't come along later". Beautiful, staring cynically at her sister.

"You are, Faris. Want to live a good life, do not want. You, want to be constantly like this ha? Faris thinks, who knows? You, got a good job from her lovely husband". Snapped up Yahya's mom, straight away.

"The bottom line is, Faris doesn't want to hang on to you. I, want to open a new leaf. Don't bother me, may it last until your grandparents. That's it, my prayer for the beautiful Ma'am ". Faris said, immediately went to work.

"What a weird thing, you want to live a good life do not want to". Beautiful Mumm.

"Alahhh.... Let it go, he'll change his mind". Sahut Hamid, smile.

Beautiful, can't wait to enjoy her luxurious life. No problem getting married to, a much older man. Provided, money and money. I don't care if she becomes a second wife.

"Mother, can't wait to live in that two-story mansion". Said ma'am Yahya, start fantasizing everywhere.

It was time, the coach came. He, brought the ruler and other witnesses. It is certain, arranged by jury Tono.

Eyes sparkle instantly, see the beauty of the body.impatiently, tasting his new wife.

Ijab Kabul, it's going well. Finally, Indah legitimately became a young wife like the master Tono.

"Mas, can my mother and brother come along". Lovely whine, wrestling spoiled with old man. Ueeeeekk. But he held it for money and money.

"Of course I can, my wife". Replied juragan Tono, immediately bring the beautiful into the car. Not to forget, bring her mother and sister.

Bu yahya and Hamid, smiling. The two of them, could not wait to enjoy being rich again.

Juragan Tono, can't wait to have a whole beautiful body. In the car, the hand of the manager Tono did not remain silent. Make Beautiful, feel uncomfortable with the behavior of the old man.

"Your flight, it doesn't have a job, does it? He can work in a cow pen. Find beef, clean the cowshed, and more. Later, your brother will be taken care of by the trust of the mas". Said the boss Tono, smiling smrik.

"What's? No other work, time told to take care of cows". Gerutu Hamid, immediately denied.

"If you don't want to, don't stay at my place. Me, just want beautiful. Not you, if you don't want to. Well, please go there". Firmly juragan Tono, with a sharp gaze.

"Who do you want, bang? Want to work with my husband, or work in palm oil with Faris". Beautiful Sahut, annoyed with his brother.

"Mending in palm oil is, and same as cow". Reject Hamid, straight away. The car suddenly stopped walking.

"Yes already, get out there. No need, come with us". boss Tono ordered, immediately rushed Hamid out of the car.

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Beautiful Wedding and Tono. Wide spread, of course filled with scorn from people around.

"You see, well, beautifully married to the boss Tono. It's so old,". Mr. Jamal said, sipping a cup of hot coffee.

"Let's go, he's the one who runs the household, sir. We, wish you all the best to be beautiful". Sahut bu Aminah, for not liking her husband to vilify others.

"Yasmin, in fact, the boss Tono was once intent on marrying you. Clearly, the father refused. Where possible, marry a father's son to an old man and have a wife". Jamal sir, glancing at Yasmin.

Yasmin, the horseman heard his father's words. Mostly for the money, where would you like beautiful mbak same old man. Inner Yasmin, shook her head.

"Tomorrow to get Yasmin ready, you will marry the son of Hanafi. Don't be shy and don't be weird". Firmly Mr. Jamal, directly in Yasmin's nod.

"Sir, don't talk like that. Yasmin, not a child anymore. God willing, tomorrow goes well. Yakan Yasmin's, uh,". Aminah, look at her son.

"Yes,bu. Yasmin, don't do anything. Take it easy, Yasmin won't embarrass you again. The proof, it's up to this stage". Yasmin replied, smiling sweetly.

"Good, you stay in the room. Don't go out, no need to help others. Father, hold your word Yasmin". Firmly Mr. Jamal, passed away leaving his wife and child.

Yasmin, once again, fell silent. There was a sense of tightness in his chest, as if he was being forced.

"Son, don't listen to your father. He, being firm like that is for your good. Dad, I'm so scared to repeat myself and let her feel down". Aminah, calm her son's heart.

"Grandfather, mother. I understand, ma'am. Try it, you used to follow the words of your father. Likely, Yasmin never felt the stutter of a household". Yasmin, downcast sad.

"No papa, son. This is a lesson for you, so that in the future it's much better". Aminah, hugging her son's body tightly.

"Thank you, mom. I'm sorry, Yasmin ever let down the feelings of mom and dad. God willing, Yasmin won't let you down again". Yasmin, wipe away her tears. I don't know, what happens at the wedding? What I can do, face the attitude of Hanafi. O Allah, may the Hanafi not be that bad.

O God, protect our child's marriage. Quite simply, he felt the decline of the failure to build a household. This time, not anymore. Batin bu Aminah, stroking the head of his son.

Ting......

A message came in on his phone, Yasmin. It says, no name.

[Look, your future husband is very close to a woman. Unnatural right, the woman was struggling spoiled with Mr. Hanafi. They are cousins].

Someone sent a photo of Hanafi, along with a woman. Posing with hands.

Yasmin, however, chose to be quiet and not to reply to the mysterious message. After all, for what to find out and jealous.because of them, there is no love.

[Sure, that woman will harass your household and Mr. Hanafi].

"Who the hell, sent me an unclear message? basic lack of work, once." Gerrutu Yasmin, directly blocked the number.