
"I've filed for divorce in court, after that you can get out of my house Bang," Dalina told Zafran.
"Bare you yes, you should have left because now this house is mine" said Zafran.
"What did you say? This house is my home, my parents' house."
"Whatever you say but in this house certificate, this house is mine because I've changed ownership of this house and land in my name."
"Your staff Bang, this is my only treasure, my parents' treasure."
"As for you, if you want to separate from me, just leave this house but if you still revoke our divorce filing, you can stay here with me."
Dalina could only cry, her chest was so tight that she had trouble speaking.
*******
"Are you ready?" gibran asked after coming out of the bathroom.
By then Yasmin was done with her business and she had already changed her clothes in neat clothes.
"Ready. You don't work?" yasmin.
"No, today I'm not allowed to enter first. We're looking for a house for us to live in."
"Don't be in a hurry, think well before making a decision."
"My decision is already round Yas, I'm ready to live with you."
"We marry without love, right? Very quickly yes you choose a decision of this magnitude in just one day."
"It's not just one day. From the first time we met also I already like you but at that time I liked the same beauty of you and it turns out now I even like the same nature of you and all that is in you. I'm really in love with you."
Yasmin smiled and gave Gibran the clothes she had prepared.
"Wear your clothes first, later if you stay naked even catch a cold again."
"No problem. I've been used to catch a cold, let alone now there is a wife who certainly wants to take care of me, I used to catch a cold."
Yasmin laughed crisply then sat down again on the edge of the bed!
"So now I'm not ashamed to see me wearing clothes?"
"Are you going to open your towel there? I hope not yes."
Gibran smiled broadly as he looked at Yasmin with a strange look.
Without lingering, Gibran opened his towel and left it lying on the floor.
"Byeah!" Reflek, Yasmin shouted as she closed her eyes with both palms.
"Gibran, are you okay?"
"So you said I have to wear clothes, yes I want to wear my clothes."
"But not in front of me either, are you not ashamed of what?"
"Ngapain should be ashamed, we're married and again if you see me naked, you won't react to anything right?"
Yasmin turned her back to Gibran but she still closed her eyes.
"How did you react? I was shocked and scared."
"It's just shock and fear, if I see you naked I can stand up together. If so, it's Yas's danger."
"Hasn't her shirt on yet? Even being a pervert to you."
"Udah. I'm done with that."
"Related?"
"Yes." Yeah." Gibran approached Yasmin and grabbed the wife's right hand!
Gibran put his palm on his chest!
"G_Gibran .. don't gini dong."
"It's okay, you have to practice for this." Gibran lowered Yasmin's hand down to her stomach, she uttered Yasmin's palm several times on her stomach before finally lowering it down to the bottom of her navel.
"Don't Gibran, I don't want to."
"It's okay too" Gibran said, wearing his shirt!
"Let's go now? Don't keep on crashing, then there is a fitting you are literate there is no one here." continued Gibran again.
"Where?"
"Where? You forgot where we were going?"
"Yes, all because of you. When I'm scared I forget what we want to do."
"Gosh, breakfast, we're gonna find a place to live that's worth both of us."
"Oh yeah, I forgot. But my stomach was very hungry."
Gibran laughed and took Yasmin out of her room!
*******
The Alan residence.
"Ayesha, Papa goes first to the office. Later you will follow yes," Alan said to his only daughter.
"Yes Pa, after I finish breakfast I'll catch up."
"Yes, Papa go first there, Ayesha come later" said Maya.
"You're really from Darwin's and Maria's house?" ask Maya after her husband leaves.
"Yes, Ma. I know they were very worried about Yasmin and they seemed to love her very much" Ayesha said.
"Times. The gibran isn't there?"
"Nobody, he's staying at Yasmin's parents' house. Said Yasmin's mother was sick."
"It looks like you're gonna have to fight harder for Gibran."
"Mama help me dong."
"How's help? Mama has helped you so much, baby."
"Yes, but Mama's doing what kind of cake they can hate about Yasmin."
"If Om Darwin and Aunt Maria hate Yasmin if Gibran still loves him, it will not affect anything dear. Gibran is an adult, he will not continue to follow the wishes of his parents. It is your turn to work hard. You took Gibran's heart from Yasmin."
*******
"Galih, how are you still at home? You're not in college?" mary asked her second son.
"Ma's lecture, but noon," said Galih.
"Oh, I don't think I went to college." Mary walked again to arrive at her destination.
"Ma!" exclaiming Galih so as to make Maria stop her steps.
Mary turned and looked back at the son.
"What's the matter, baby?"
"Ma, I want to say something."
"What's? Just say Galih."
"Ma, actually ... actually ...." Galih hung her words to make Maria curious.
"Getter, what's wrong? Just saying? Is there something that's bothering you?"
"M." mm." Seems like I think something.
"Actually ... actually." Galih felt awry with what he wanted to say to Maria, there was a strange sense, a sense that was like restraining himself from saying what he was saying.
"What's the Galih? Tell Mama if you have a problem.?
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