Take Off Yourself
Cousins

Yasmin, astonished to see a woman in front of the door of her room. He, let it go inside. He looks like the woman in the photo. Is it true, he's his cousin mas Hanafi. Inner Yasmin, fixedly staring.

"Thank you, you've allowed in. Please introduce my name, Widya. Her cousin bang Hanafi, I come here often. But, we just met mbak".

Yasmin, replying to Widya's hand. She smiled and felt something bad. "Greetings, Widya. You know what my name is? Wherever possible, Hanafi's mas is not the story".

"That's you, shameless well. In the past, refused the proposal bang Hanafi. Now a widow, accepted my brother's proposal. Ck, don't you regret Yasmin? Because it has refused, the proposal bang Hanafi". Widya said, smiling smrik.

Yasmin, exhale and sit on the edge of the bed. "Repent? I, have no regrets at all. This marriage, my parents' match. Nothing to do with me, with me. For their happiness and not to disappoint their parents. I had to marry Hanafi. Sure, you know it! If that brother of yours, has a hidden plan behind him to make me his wife".

"Yes, I know. In fact, I approved Hanafi's intentions. Women like you, they teach you a lesson. Doubtful, rejecting people's proposals. Look, your household just got destroyed mbak". Ejek Widya, smile.

"You, don't know anything Widya. Don't you, you're Hanafi's messenger. So that you, vilify me". Yasmin, I've been trying to be patient.

"Actually, I'm kasian with the Hanafi bang. Why, is he married to you? In fact, many other beautiful girls. Including, my college friends. I guess, Bang Hanafi loves you very much. Unable to forget all this time, I finally found the answer. If bang Hanafi, want revenge and prepare to hurt your feelings. Just like you, reject the handle first". Hardik Widya, staring intently at Yasmin.

"Whatever, what are you saying. I know I care at all. Whatever happens later, I sincerely and accept with a spacious chest. It's not me, it's him. Why, I rejected the proposal a long time ago. Because of me, having a lover and wanting to get married too. Wherever possible, I cut off the relationship for the sake of someone else's proposal. If only I had no lover. It could be, I accepted Hanafi's application. Now, he wants revenge for his heartache. I don't know what's on your brother's mind. Honestly, Widya, I don't want this marriage. If it happens, it's the same. I, entered a new hell in my life. I, still traumatized forging the household. My heart was broken into pieces, a passion for life. As if, there was no Widya. If your brother, hurt my heart. Same thing, it means nothing. Because I'm still grieving". Yasmin, wiped her tears violently. "As long as you know, Widya. Your brother, it's impossible to be present tomorrow on the marriage contract. Because of him, wanting to embarrass myself and hurt me". Yasmin said, smiling.

Widya, silently silence. His mouth was muddled, unable to say anything. He, straight out of the room and closed it. What did Yasmin say, is that true? Jesus, what have I done to Yasmin. Me, I've cut the wound in his heart. Inner Widya, she's been mispronouncing like that

Yasmin, meanwhile, cried over the bed. I don't know, what happens tomorrow. He, get ready to maintain sanity. Not to forget, he had put clothes in a bag. Then, in keeping it under the bed. If the marriage contract fails tomorrow. Likely, he would never come to this village. Shame, that's how he feels. What else for slander, made by Hanafi.

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Widya, directly ask Hanafi. The past, the past used to be. "Bang, don't be weird. So strong to hurt mbak Yasmin, wrong brother. Why not find out the truth? If you know, Ms. Yasmin has a lover. Of course, the branch does not carelessly propose people. Bang, think carefully. I saw with my own eyes, Yasmin's good man".

"Shut up, Widya!! I, no matter what your words and Yasmin. In essence, I want revenge and to make up for the hurt and shame". Jerk Hanafi, direct.

"Well, is it true what Yasmin said? If tomorrow's the marriage contract, the branch doesn't come. Do you want to make Mbak Yasmin bear the shame? Bang, I don't agree with your idea. I, the first one to defend Ms. Yasmin. Not caring about Abang, has financed my life all this time. Because truth, must be defended. It doesn't matter, if you're angry with me". Firmly Widya, shook her head.

"Oh, so you want to fight this brother of yours huh? Don't you remember, who's brother? Always, obey your will and other educational costs". Hanafi asked, staring intently at his cousin.

"It's Brother's business, you have no right to interfere. Remember that, just don't discuss this anymore. Brother tomorrow, or not. That's all, none of your business Widya". Resolute Hanafi, leaving Widya who is still sculpting.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Yasmin. For failing, persuaded bang Hanafi. I, many meritorious to the Hanafi bang. All this time, it financed my life and paid for my education to achieve my goals". Widya muttered, unable to do anything

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Yasmin, pacing around in the room. Time shows at 11pm. Outside the middle, it was raining heavily.

His heart was not broken, his mind was raging everywhere. He still can't if we get married tomorrow. But her future husband is not there.

"How, here? I'm not ready for tomorrow. If it is Hanafi, there is none. God, I can't see my parents. No problem, I was slandered by the people around. But what about mom and dad?". Yasmin said, wiping her face.

"Am I, I'm just going to scatter tonight? Aaakkkh.... No way, how father and mother. Duhhh...What am I supposed to do? Think of me, totally dead-end. Wait a minute, what if I'm raining. Then, tomorrow will be sick and marriage contract in retreat until I recover. Ahhhh...You are, really very brilliant Yasmin ".

Yasmin, immediately started the action.She, opened the window door.Didn't mind, Lightning strikes boomed. It really is an intention to look for new problems.

Yasmin approached the window door and was hit by splashes of rain. For a long time his body, drenched. His eyes closed and felt every splash of water.

His body was trembling already, feeling a chill all over his body. The rain, mixed with her tears.

For almost two hours, Yasmin stood in front of the window door. He, shut it back down. Unable to resist, it felt cold and his body shivered.

"Aaclaneymmm... Aaciiim.... Good, I'm sick. If I can, tomorrow I can't sit down". This is what Yasmin was looking for, wishing she was sick tomorrow. In order to get married, fail and reverse time.

Yasmin, change her clothes. When he finished, he immediately laid his body on the bed. "Huu....Huuu... It's cold, aaciiimmm....".

As the night wore on, Yasmin fell asleep in her sleep. No quaternization of drowsiness, which he had endured since.