Take Off Yourself

Expelled

"Faris, how can it be? You, you did such a thing to Yasmin". Beautiful, staring intently at her sister.

"Sir, I don't know either? Why, man I'm reckless to go inside. I, uh, asked him to meet Yasmin outside. Not asking him, doing the harassment. I was shocked too, seeing what happened yesterday". Faris, knead his temple.

"You are, dad. Have someone do that, but not discuss it with us. Now what, you get a fake man. It was, like this". Ma'am Yahya, furious at Faris.

"Indeed, you're always looking for Faris's problem. If you don't want to be with Yasmin, leave you divorce what's hard". Hamid, shake his head.

"The thing is, I want to convince Diana. So, it wasn't that I left Yasmin behind on purpose. But, because Yasmin cheated". Faris said he was confused because Yasmin was desperate to report the case to the police.

"Now what, Faris? You, take your mother to jail. How can you, beautifully dragged this case". Hamid, confusion is.

"Sir cop, why is my son so good at going to jail? Didn't Faris have someone harass Yasmin". Ms. Yahya, ask the police directly.

"Look, ma'am, the first perpetrator was caught by ma'am indah. He also hijacked WhatsApp for Yasmin. Tomorrow, Yasmin and her family will come. They'll think, how ahead".

Bu Yahya, let out a long breath. "Damn it, watch out for Yasmin".

"Mom, we're told to go home. But where do you live? Diana, it's been driving us out". Hamid said, confused. Now they, have nothing.

"We went to Diana's house, took things there. Who knows, Faris's is there. Where possible, he has no money". By the whisper of Yahya's mother, directly in Hamid's nod.

Yahya ma'am, say goodbye to his beautiful son. He, he doesn't care how Faris is.

"Now, I regret Ma'am. Apparently, mom had a big problem in Diana's past". Faris said, sitting listless.

"Ck, I don't care about you. What matters is that I'm free from here. At best, you're in jail. After all, I just asked to send a message and hijack Yasmin WhatsApp". Beautiful word, smiling smrik.

"Mister, get to me once. Absolutely intent, destroying our household". Faris, rub his face backwards.

"eeee..It's still good of me, Faris. Than you, have someone meet your wife. In fact, he took the opportunity to harass Yasmin. If it's too late, it's likely that Yasmin has been t-shirts-on by the man". Beautiful words, which growled at Faris.

"Aargh... Why, like this? Hope, Yasmin forgives my mistake". Faris murmured, squeezing his head.

Beautiful, twisting his eyeballs with a weld. Totally fed up, look at Faris.

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"Mom, our stuff". Hamid, hurry towards the pile of clothes. Apparently, Diana had already taken out the property of Yahya's mother and her children.

"But where's the precious thing ma'am? There's just clothes,doang". Hamid said, scratching his non-itchy head.

"Dianaaa....Get out of you,heeAeiiiii..Where are the items, Faris's precious". Shouted Yahya's mother, banging on the door of Diana's house.

The door opened wide, a figure of Diana smiling smrik. "Pergiiii.....Never again, step on foot in this house". Decisive Diana.

"Where's the phone and wallet, Faris? Give it all to me, it's my son's right". Be firm, ma'am Yahya, in a loud voice.

"Tomorrow, I'll give Faris. Because of me, or the brain of Yahya's mother. Wants to rule over the whole, Faris's property". Diana said, closing the door to her house.

Brainskkk....

"Braven you, Diana". Shouted Hamid, as loud as possible."Where to now, mom. Not enough money to find a house".

"We're going to Yasmin's place, she's definitely in the back house of the school". Yahya and Hamid picked up their clothes and put them in their bags. The only way out is to Yasmin's house. Because they don't, they have anything else.

Several times, Hamid called Yasmin by name. But no one answered him. "Mom, it's unlocked". said Hamid, opening the door handle.

"Good, we went into the house. Who knows, Yasmin is there". Yahya's mother said, going straight inside. Circumstances, very quiet indeed.

The two of them, looking around. Apparently, Yasmin's furniture is still intact. It's just, some of the clothes he was carrying.

"Lumayanlah, we live here first. You, get Hamid's job immediately. Fear, we're getting kicked out of here". Ms. Yahya, clean the whole house. It's a mess and dusty.

"Yes, Hamid try it. Just pray". Hamid replied, start relaxing."Where are you, Yasmin? In fact, he didn't bring his household furniture".

"His turn, go home to his parents. Where else, if not there". Sahut bu Yahya, direct.

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The next day, Yasmin and her parents arrived at the police station. Likewise, Yahya and Hamid.

"Son, you're patient. Don't be weak in front of them, they'll make fun of you". Aminah, strengthen the heart of her son.

"Yes,bu. Yasmin, understand. Now Yasmin, won't give you another chance". Yasmin replied, smiling slightly.

They went inside, and Yahya's mother looked cynically at Yasmin's parents.

"Please, sit down first". The policeman, please sit down.

It was Faris and beautiful, brought to a room. Where is Yasmin and her family and the Faris family.

Their hands were handcuffed and led by the police.

"Yasmy...". Lirih Faris, hoping the ex-wife forgives her mistake.

Yasmin, trying to hold back her tears. In order not to fall, it doesn't feel like crying a man like that. It hurts a lot, considering the events where he was almost on a per-shirt basis.

Everyone was silent for a moment, as the police gave them an explanation.

When it was over, the police handed it over to Yasmin. "Please, mother Yasmin. Whether the case continues or not, we are ready to serve Ms. Yasmin".

"Good,pak. I will teach them a lesson, especially my ex-husband. Following walking procedures, articles and penalties. I leave it to the authorities. I'm sincere, he's in jail". Yasmin said, firmly.

Yasmin, don't care how her ex-husband is. He deserves to be punished for his actions.

"All right, we accept". Answer the police, directly.

"Yasmin, don't be like this. Please, give me a chance. Promise me we will repair our relationship. Mas,hilaf deck. Please, release me. Unplug your demands, dek". Faris, beg Yasmin.

"Yasmy...". Ms. Aminah, holding her child's hand.

"Ck, ask for another chance. Don't expect Faris, I'm his parent. Really angry, at you. If you don't like my son anymore. What's hard, ha,? Give him back, be nice to me. I, gladly welcome my son. Now, you accept the punishment. What a cruel treatment you have, Faris". Snapped Mr. Jamal, his chest up and down controlling him.

"Sir, Faris doesn't know anything. Faris, did not expect the man to do anything unnatural. Please forgive me, sir". Faris, even squabbling in front of Yasmin's parents.

Yasmin, still silent. His mouth was muddled, unable to say anything. Love, which is so deep. Now Sirna already, there is a hatred.