Take Off Yourself

Car Wash

"Mas, it's already mas. They, both of them are gone". Yasmin wiped away her husband's tears.

"I'm sorry, I've hurt you so much over the years". Faris, began to smile and hugged his wife's body tightly.

"Grandfather,mas. I'm, happy because I changed. They, just use your kindness. Unbecoming, they're helping you. Supposedly, your mother could pay for the house. What's more, there's extra income from mom's shop". Yasmin, confused because her mother-in-law was always short of money.

"Here you go, don't talk about this again. Mas, gotta go to a friend's place. Not good, not coming. It should be, today too, a work day". Faris said, standing up.

"Related, mas? Try it tomorrow, it works. Take a break today". Yasmin said, preventing his wife from leaving.

"Can't, honey. Mom, I promised you there. Wanna come with? Come on, we're going there". Take Faris, directly on Yasmin's nod.

"Yuk, myrrh. We've been a long time, not going anywhere together". Yasmin, immediately agreed to her husband's invitation.She, get ready and wait for her husband to wash his face.

When they were ready, the two of them left.

Yasmin, hugged her husband's body tightly from behind. "Bang, so the timing of the courtship first. We, often everywhere using this motor".

"Hmmm...Early on, until marriage. You don't have a motor. I'm sorry, so minder I'm on deck". Faris said, smiling.

"Grandfather,mas. This bike, you can use to work. After all, our residence is close to the school I teach". Yasmin, don't blame her husband. Turned into something like this, much better for Yasmin.

"Hmmm.. I, often make you hurt Yasmin. Huuff... I want to, I turn the time around. So that I, don't do anything wrong". Faris said, regretting his actions.

"Thank God, my husband has changed for the better. Mas, pretty far away your place of work later". Yasmin was impatient.

"Right turn, then deck". Faris answered, holding his wife's hand.

The motor stopped, precisely in the laundry of his friend's car.

"Haiy...Faris!". A man approached the two of them.

"Hi, Rehan! How are you, long time no see". Faris asked, they shook hands with each other.

"Good,bro. You,gimana". Rehan, turn to ask.

"Alhamdulillah, fine. Eee.. meet my wife Yasmin". Faris, introduce his wife.

Rehan, smile and nod. So did Yasmin, she returned the smile of her husband's friend.

"Come, sit down first". Rehan, take them both to sit down.

Yasmin, watched firsthand as the two of them talked about work. She, was happy because the husband had no problem getting a job like this.

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Hamid and Beautiful, suddenly at home. The other mother couldn't wait to hear their story.

"Mom, Faris won't obey our orders". Hamid, immediately opened his voice.

"We, have forced him to desperately. But Faris would not. In fact, he's on Yasmin's side". Connecting beautifully, he deliberately vilified his sister-in-law.

"It's rude of him to have influenced my son, your watch". Ma'am Yahya, furious at his daughter-in-law. "Tonight, take mom to their place. Let me teach Yasmin a lesson". Pinta Bu Yahya to his son.

"alright, mom. We're going there, tonight". Hamid answered, lowering his head.

"Be quiet, Sinta! Where is your family, the rich? Where, they help you ha. Don't talk weird, if you're the same as Faris. Ck, I don't want to have a message like your parents". Snapped up Yahya's mom, straight away.

"Mom, don't talk about my parents. All this time, my parents helped my mother's son. Because of the mother, always memorizing her own child. Really greedy,". Sinta, immediately snapped loudly to her mother-in-law.

plaqueskk....

"Take your word, Sinta! Never yell hard at my mom". Hamid, slap his wife in the face.

Beautiful, smiling. Looking at her sister-in-law, grimacing and holding her sore cheeks.

"It's good for us, ma'am. Dare to slap me in the face, be prepared you'll lose your job". Sinta, show her finger to Hamid's face.

"Love! Don't be impudent, heiii... Give me my car keys, give me Sinta". Hamid, immediately shouted loudly.

"No, mas. This car, mine. No need, confess your rights". Sinta, brushed off her husband's hand and got out of the house.

Hamid, keep holding his wife away. "Love, where are you going? Please don't leave me. Look, our son Sinta".

"No matter me, ma'am. Our son, I brought it. Because his life is guaranteed, if he's with me. Unlike you, you are poor and have nothing". Sinta, immediately forced her son into the car. She did not hesitate to push her husband's body.

"Love, I'm sorry Sint. Don't leave me if you leave me. What about me? Come on, I'm not happy, baby. Sorry,mas". Hamid, beg his wife.

"Please wait, our divorce papers. I, can't afford to have a poor husband and your mother always demands this, that". Sinta, turn on the car engine and leave the house of her mother-in-law's house.

"Aargh... Sinta....No, stay mas. Sintaa....Ameeells.... Don't leave, papah Amel". Hamid, screaming hysterically at the departure of his wife and son.

"Mas, where are you going?". Tanya was beautiful, jumbled because her husband put clothes in a bag.

"Enough, lovely! I'll go home to my parents. Unable to live like this". Jerk Gabriel, slightly pushing his wife's body. "I'll divorce you. After the child, born".

"Mas, wait! Don't leave me, mas". Pinta Indah, pleading with her husband.

"Gabriel, you have no heart ha! Your wife, she's pregnant and left him. Don't be crazy, Gabriel". Bu Yahya, immediately scolded his daughter-in-law.

"I'm no longer with poor families". Jerk Gabriel, he's pushing a beautiful body. In order to escape his embrace, the moment of being let go. Gabriel got into the car and left his mother-in-law's house.

Hamid, still pensively bemoaning his nasip. Beautiful, also crying hysterically and calling the name of the husband. So bad, in their lives.

Hana, just shut up and watch. She, worried about her marriage. Afraid of the groom, cancel this wedding. When the male family finds out Hana and her family are broke.

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At night, Yasmin and her husband were watching television.

"Sir, next month we go to your parents' house. We ask, the problem of the house first. Who knows, you could make up for the mortgage and we'll stay there again". Faris said, Sontak surprised Yasmin.

"Y-yes,mas. Me, also a thought". Yasmin replied, hesitating on her husband's words.

"Just calm down, if it pays off and stay there. The house certificate, let your parents hold it. Likely, you still doubt me". Faris said, smiling and stroking his wife's hair.

Yasmin, confused how will it be? If the husband, find out if the house has been paid off. Will Yasmin, tell the truth. While in the corner of his heart, he still did not believe fully in the husband. Past trauma, always haunting him.