Take Off Yourself

Malu

"Mas, answer my question. Why, do you want to marry me? You, you can leave the house without giving any answer". Yasmin said tomorrow to meet Hanafi, in the village chief's office .

Hanafi, smile smrik. He, leaning his body slightly closer to Yasmin's face.

Yasmin, put down her face. A few inches away, with a Hanafi face.

"I'm kasian with your father. Because yesterday, many people watched in person. What are you, not thinking about your father's feelings ha". Hanafi, stared intensely at Yasmin's lips.

"You,mas....". Yasmin, push Hanafi's body. His heart was racing, unable to look at Hanafi's face for long. His facial skin, not as white and not as handsome as Faris. But, able to thrilling the heart of Yasmin. "Don't you think Hanafi loves me". Yasmin, suspicious of her future husband.

"Yahmmmpptt.... Hmmmm.... Haha.... Yasmine, Yasmin....You, very funny. Wherever possible, I married you out of love. I, marry you out of revenge. You, you should be careful of me". Hanafi, a sharp grin.

"Mas, you can lie to me. But, sticking your eye beads can't lie". Deny Yasmin, a small smile.

Hanafi, turned his face away from Yasmin's sight. "Why,mas? What I am, say right!. I understand, because I can't forget me". Yasmin said, mocking Hanafi. No, Yasmin lied to me.

Hanafi, you must never lose to him who has hurt you. Inner Hanafi, changing his facial expression coldly.

"Yeah...!!! Don't ge'er Yasmin, as long as you know. Me, I'm not interested in you at all". Hanafi firmly, with a sharp gaze.

"Oh, great. After we get married, I will do my duty as a wife. The rest, you don't have to interfere in my affairs. Especially my job. Like that, I don't interfere in your affairs. How, Pak Hanafi?". Yasmin asked, smiling sweetly.

Hanafi, the speech of Yasmin. He, he was confused. What does it mean, Yasmin. "I mean, you work. What work, Yasmin?".

"Teaching at SMK school. Why, Mas Hanafi has no right to rule everything. Because we, married without the basis of love. Hopefully, I get a heart that can make me queen in his life". Yasmin said, without stopping her footsteps.

"Yasmin, you must obey me". Shouted Hanafi, who was in Yasmin's cueki. Clenching both his hands, immediately caught up with Yasmin coming out.

Hanafi, quickly blocked Yasmin's arm. Luckily Yasmin, held her hand and did not fall in Hanafi's arms. "Where are you going, you? We, haven't finished talking". Hanafi firmly, very close to Yasmin's face.

Yasmin, instantly brushed aside and distanced herself. "We, we're done talking. So, I'm saying home".

Again Hanafi, holding Yasmin's hand. "No, I'm not done yet Yasmin".

"Mas,lepas mas. Not good, look at other people. Take it easy, we're getting married 5 days". Yasmin's eyes blinked, gently stroking Hanafi's burly arms. "Mas, don't be like this! Later, we'll make out".

But Hanafi frowned. Suddenly Yasmin, a spoiled voice. "Ck, what are you saying Yasmin. Don't be weird, don't be....".

"Ciyeeeee....Our village chief, impatient. Hmmm...Uhmm...". Said the fathers, who had witnessed their behavior firsthand.

"Damn it, apparently you're scheming Yasmin". Hanafi, let go of the clutches of his hand. Now he, caught wet because he wanted to make out with Yasmin.

"Me, go home first. Remember 5 more days, you...". Yasmin, start the engine and leave Hanafi. Mampus you,mas. Me, I won't stay silent. I will make sure that Hanafi shatters at me. Remember, your selfishness will not be able to fight me.

Yasmin, don't mind Hanafi's nagging gaze.

"E'dmm...Ciyehhhhhhhhhh".

"Please sir, 5 more days of duren".

"Sir kades, I can't stand it anymore".

Hanafi, smiled and nodded his head. Actually, he was upset that the fathers were mocking him.

As for Yasmin, smile to herself. Because of him, managed to prank the arrogant and arrogant Hanafi.

"Mr Aminah..... Yasmiii.....".

Shouted Yahya's mother, outside Yasmin's parents' house.

"Where's Faris, Aminah's mother? It must be Yasmin your son, back it with my son right". Say Yahya's mom, on the porch.

"Mother Yahya, I don't know? Where your son, Yasmin didn't come back with your son's son". Denied the Aminah maam, who was surprised at the arrival of his former besi.

"Where possible, Yasmin does not reciprocate with Faris. Anal Aunt, love dies with Faris". Sahut is beautiful, looking intently at her biological mother Yasmin.

"Alahhh.... Come in, Mom, I'm tired of wanting to rest". Hamid, sneak into the house of Aminah's mother.

"Eeee....you guys, why did nyelonong enter into ha? No manners,". Prevent neighbors, Aminah's mother.

"Mom Ala, let them in. No papa,". Aminah ma'am, shakes her head. "Let me, who takes care of these parasites". The whisper, to the neighbor.

"Yes,bu. If there's anything, tell us the same. We, will help to drag her out of the house of Aminah's mother". Said the next-door neighbor, staring intently at Yahya's mother and her child.

Ms. Yahya and her children, go inside and relax in the living room.

"Times, guests are not given to drink and eat. Yes, well, the new rich. No manners, at all". Grumpy ma'am Yahya, his eyes sparkling instantly. Looking at the mansion, Yasmin's parents.

"Oh, I'm not aware that you've never entertained us so well. In the past, you were insinuating. So that we, hurry home and not stay over". The insinuation of Aminah's mother, infuriated Yahya's mother.

"Tante, it's weird. I love it, looking at the past". Beautiful, lying on the sofa.

"Mother Aminah, where to drink for us. Don't you know, we're exhausted and thirsty. Supposedly, prepare us some food". Tell Yahya's mom not to be ashamed.

"You, I'm masakin and I put cyanide in". Yasmin said, with a face full of anger. Neighbor Yasmin, give word. if her former in-laws, are inside the house.

"Your ungodly son-in-law, Yasmin". snapped Yahya's mom, instantly.

"Mrs Yahya, enough! Don't yell hard at my son. What, who are you guys? My son, there's nothing in return for your crazy son". Shouted Aminah's mother.

"All of you, get out of this house. Never, ever, ever set foot here again". Yasmin, throw them out.

"Ck, how insolent are you Yasmin. I'll whip it, to Faris". Firmly beautiful, approaching Yasmin.

"What Ma'am,? Wanna slap me,ha. Slap Ma'am, want me to throw it back at the police station ". Threaten Yasmin, do not want to lose beautifully.

"Berisiiiiiikkkk..you guys, can be silent no!!! Good people sleep, disturbed". Shouted Hamid, who woke up from his sleep.

Byurrtr.....

mr. Jamal, directly flush a glass of hot coffee towards Hamid. "Aaaarrggh....Panass....Panass...". Hamid, scramble because of the heat.

Yasmin and her mother, giggling with laughter. But, Ma'am Yahya and Beautiful. The more furious they become, to those who are arbitrary.

Jamal sir, no more ba-bi-bu. Straight out their bags, not caring about the cry of Yahya ma'am.

Bu Yahya and beautiful, immediately pick up the bag that was thrown by Mr. Jamal. As soon as Hamid, he dragged her out forcibly.