Take Off Yourself

Home Certificate

"Where is this house certificate?". Shouted a man, in the room. Frazzling, the closet and drawers.

Yasmin, was busy cooking. Instantly stopped, hearing the screams of the husband. "home certificate? For what, Mas Faris". Yasmin muttered, directly approaching her husband in the room.

His eyes were fixed on, clothes strewn on the floor. Just now, finished cleaning up the house. But it was the husband who ransacked the contents of the closet.

"Astagfirullah,mas. What are you, doing? Look, clothes and stuff are everywhere. What are you, not kasian to me ha? I'm tired of this and that". Jerk Yasmin, regulating her constricted breath.

"Alaaahh....That's it, get angry. Well, get it done again. That's it, bothered. Don't worry about everything, quick Yasmin. Where is the home certificate, the gold searches for it everywhere is not there". Faris, looking intently at his wife.

"Mas, what are you certifying this house for? Don't be weird,mas". Yasmin, astonished at her husband.

"I want to pawn the certificate of this house. For the wedding reception, my sister. The rest, for the efforts of mas Hamid". Faris replied, without thinking about his wife's feelings.

Yasmin, sitting limp on the edge of bed. He wants to pawn the certificate of this house. Just for, his family. "Mas, I don't want to. Why also, your mother held a luxurious and magnificent wedding reception. No, the money is not there".

"Alahhhhhhhhh... You can shut up, right? No need, a lot of bacots to be a wife. Come on, where's the certificate of this house. I, must immediately pawn him. I'm just like you don't have much money. My mom, she needs 50 million". Faris's snap, which was able to tear Yasmin's heart apart.

"Mas, did you forget ha? Certificate of this house, in my father's place". Yasmin replied, smiling smrik. Luckily, his home certificate was in the hands of his parents Yasmin.

"What's? Why, at your father's place? Hurry up, get Yasmin. Don't beat around the bush and make me even more angry". Faris, surprised to hear the answer from his wife. She, rubbed her hair back.

"Oh Allah,mas. You forgot,ha? 5 months ago, you hit the mothers. Just my parents, who want to lend us money. While your family, where is your mom? If not, you go to jail. That person, asking for compensation 20 million mas. 20 million, not 20 thousand mas. My father, asked for the certificate of this house for his guarantee. In fact, until now you have not paid a penny. So where's the money? As for me, given 1 million rations a month". Yasmin said, not caring about her tears falling.

"Ck, your father did count once to his son and son-in-law. I, don't care about Yasmin. Whatever you do, you get the certificate of this house. Therefore, my rights". Strictly Faris, who is shameless.

"Mas, father to sell a piece of land. Just for you, mas. Remember that, the calculation where is it? As for your family, did they help ha? In fact, not mas. In fact, they always berate me. Whatever you ask, I will not take the certificate of this house. This house, belongs to my father. He, bought this house as my wedding gift. So, my father owns the rights to this house". Yasmin said, smiling smrik.

"The wife doesn't know, herself. Watch out for you, Yasmin". Faris, show his finger to his wife's face. Then, just leave him.

Yasmin, sitting limp and kneeling her temple.

Look at the clothes, which are scattered. One by one, he picked it up and folded it back. He, crying out for his fates.

Yasmin is 25 years old and has a husband named Faris Aditama. 30 Years old. The age of their marriage, already running 1 year more.

Faris is the third son of, Pak Bram and Bu Yahya. She has 4 children, two boys and two girls. His older brother Faris, has been married for a long time and has children as well.

Yasmin, the second son of Jamal and Aminah. His older brother Yasmin, named Rizky Alatas.

Finished cleaning everything up, Yasmin returned to the kitchen.

He continued cooking. The clock showed at nine in the morning, his stomach rumbling.

Yasmin, an honor teacher whose salary is not that much. But enough, to meet daily needs in a month.

"Huuuffs.... Must be Faris, complaining to his parents. I'm sure, mother child basics". Gerutu Yasmin, eat the food.

Ting....

A message came in on his phone, the name Hani. Well, it was his brother-in-law who often cursed him.

[Mbak, so wife don't be rude to husband]. Hannah.

Yasmin, smiled wryly. Reading a message from her sister-in-law, it. He, he expected it. If the husband, go to the house of his parents who are a few meters away.

Yasmin, don't mind Hana's message. He continued his eating again. It could be, the mother-in-law and her sister-in-law came to this house.

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"What's? That's so rude, Yasmin. He, he won't help us. What, the fate of your sister Faris? Mother, also ashamed of friends and neighbors". Said Yahya's mom, since I didn't like her daughter-in-law.

"Yes, bang. How, my fate? Didn't we already spread the word about my lavish and grand wedding. Where possible, just a small event". Sumpul Hana, the youngest child.

"Well, how else? Our home certificate, so guarantee first. My time, bumping into mothers and asking for damages". Reply Faris, bowed lethargic.

"What a surprise, the parents-in-law's outrageous and calculating". Sahut Hamid, Faris' first brother.

"How, me, bang Hamid and Mbak Indah? We are together, donating money to mom. Each,15 million. I'm sure, that much money is able to carry out a luxurious and magnificent wedding reception". Faris's proposal, sontak make Hamid and beautiful angry. 15 Million, where am I looking? Yasmin, where there is so much money.

"Can't, it's just fine. Me, where there's that kind of money". Sahut Hamid, immediately disapproved of his sister's proposal. It's good, using my money. I can-can, Serly will go berserk.

"What else, I. save for the cost of maternity later, do not make up for everything Faris. It's your job to help this family. You, you gotta get that house certificate". Resist Indah, which does not approve it directly. It's a bitch, it must be because of Yasmin. Hence, like this watch out for you Yasmin.

"Faris, you don't make it difficult for your brother and sister. It's time, you helped them. Just pawn, 100 million. The rest, for mom's efforts. Adding building materials, in the mother's shop". Yahya's mother said, long ago persuaded her son.

"Mom, the problem is I can't take our home certificate. I know for myself, how Yasmin's family. Because of that incident, our relationship was strained bu". Faris, that went awry. How, how? I, can take the certificate of that house. Jesus, why is this seribet anyway? Aarghh.....