Take Off Yourself

Fail

"Bak Indah, which is on the left. Well that, the Hanafi. Her future husband, Yasmin". Faris, tell her sister.

"Him? Still holding you Faris. Unfortunately, he had a lot of money and had a job title. Not rich you, kere". Beautiful ejek', a little smile.

"Life journey, still long. Who knows, Faris is rich. Hurry there, Hanafi foreman tegoda. Spread your charm, madam". Faris said, directly on the thumbs up by Indah.

Beautiful, waltzing away and approaching Hanafi. Hanafi happened to be separated from the others.

"Emmm....Mr. Hanafi, wait a minute". Beautiful, directly preventing the departure of Hanafi.

Hanafi, he secretly knew who the woman before him was. "She, what?".

"Well sir, where do I work tomorrow? Sorry, I forgot to ask. What can you, show me the place". Beautiful Pinta, tucking hair in her ears. There was a glint, teasing in the beautiful eyes.

"Yes, follow me". Hanafi said, stepping on his feet. Lovely, happy to follow from behind.

"By the way, sir Hanafi is Yasmin's future husband? Don't know yet, if Yasmin has ever been harassed by another man". Beautiful, opening voices and vilifying Yasmin.

Hanafi, smile smrik. "You, why, really?".

"Well...Mr. foreman, single is not a widower either. Why, do you marry a woman who is not married? Baby, marry a widow". Beautiful speech, smiling smrik. Little by little, I vilified Yasmin.

Hanafi, stop his footsteps and face Indah.

Rebuking makes beautiful, surprised. Because of Hanafi, it suddenly stopped walking. "My wedding, so I love it. Never, ever, vilify my future wife. Because of me, do not hesitate to fire Hamid and Faris. Including you, then drove you out of this village. Keep your attitude, if you want to be respected by others. Don't mess around, face Jamal sir". Hanafi firmly, with a sharp gaze.

Beautiful, instantly nodding and silent. "Sorry,pak. I, promise I won't vilify Yasmin. Excuse me". Pamit is beautiful, leaving Hanafi. Shit,shial...I, failed to conquer the heart of Hanafi. So scary, hearing his voice.

Beautiful, felt relieved because it was far from the view of Hanafi. "Aaaakkh....". Screeched beautifully, surprised by Faris' arrival."you, bikin Mbak was shocked".

"How did it work, Ma'am?". Ask Faris, who is impatient.

"Fear up, I'm afraid of Faris. He threatened my mother and our family. It seems, Hanafi is in charge of this village". Answer beautifully, grinning.

"The name is also mr. kades, Ma'am. Of course, he's respected by people here. Duh...Ma'am, you have to know well. Yasmin tomorrow, we're having a Thanksgiving. People say Hanafi wants to deliver a wedding. Gawat mbak, Yasmin will belong to the people". Faris, mess up her hair.

"Yes, forget about Yasmin. Find another woman, who knows? You, get rich lady here". Beautiful ideas, affecting Faris' mind.

"Sir Hanafi, wait a minute. I, want to talk important". Pinta Faris, who is a member of Hanafi.

"Pak Hanafi, can you cancel this marriage. Honestly, sir, I love Yasmin very much. Please, give Yasmin to me. By annulling this marriage, most likely. I, can get a chance to fix our household. Come,pak Hanafi. As for you, still single and inappropriate with a widow". Said Faris, asking pity to Hanafi.

"Easy, you went to Yasmin's parents' house. Then, speak carefully. To cancel Yasmin's marriage to me, if their families agree. I'm gonna cancel this wedding". Hanafi replied, smiling.

Hearing Hanafi's words, it was the same as him entering the tiger's cage. "Pak Hanafi, why is the choice so difficult. What's hard, you directly talk directly. Automatically, cancel this marriage. Mr. Hanafi, what could separate two people love and love each other".

"Sir Faris, are you deaf? If Yasmin, it will never come back to you. As long as you know, Yasmin refused my proposal because she chose you back then. From then on, I was traumatized to propose to a woman. But God is on my side. It's time, repaid the pain Yasmin did. You know what, Faris? I, married Yasmin out of revenge. That's why I tried to hurt him". Hanafi, smile smrik.

Hearing Hanafi's words, Faris was stunned. Really, if Yasmin chose herself over Hanafi? Now Faris, really very guilty to Yasmin. "Tidaaaack....You, sneaky man. I, do not believe the words of Mr. Hanafi". Firmly Faris, staring intently.

"Whatever, if you don't believe. You can ask Jamal or Yasmin. Obviously, I'm not going to cancel this wedding. If I, until the wedding cancels. You and Yasmin will be victims. I, could not have come at the wedding ceremony. Everyone, definitely blame yourself and Yasmin. Unimaginable, how sick did Yasmin get? He, di caci maki all-out by people and his parents. Then, it's slander because I don't exist. One more thing, you and your family are preparing to be expelled by the people here". Hanafi, pat Faris on the shoulder and leave just like that.

Faris, still digesting Hanafi's speech and silent in silence. "Aaaarrggh....You sneaky guy, very venomous. Siaaall.... Nooooo....I, can't hurt Yasmin anymore. What, if Hanafi? He, intending not to be present on the marriage contract. Aaaarrggh... Take my history". Faris, vent my anger.

While Hanafi, relax in the steering chair of a pick up car. There was a smrik smile, at the corner of his lips. "Haha.... Please, if you want to derail this marriage Faris. If I, I can't unite with Yasmin. You too, the same and will be expelled from this village. Yasmine,aaahh.... Unimaginable, how is the pain? Then, accept someone else's abuse. And you, in a fitnah". Hanafi said, directly plugging the gas of his car.

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For a few days, Yasmin has officially become the wife of the kades sir. However, he did not feel happy at all.

At her parents' house, more and more people arrived. Because today, her future husband delivered the wedding ceremony. Which is tradition, in his village.

Previously, first married. Yasmin, looks happy and can't wait for a marriage contract with Faris. But this time was different, time passed so quickly.

Yasmin, would love to resign. In order to get married, slow to do.

"Nduk, marry nak Hanafi later. You, should be able to use a veil if out of the house. Don't let your hair break free. Remember, if Hanafi's a village chief. So, you should be polite dressed". Ms. Aminah, advising her son.

"Goddessa, mother". Yasmin replied, smiling. Mother, so respectful mas Hanafi. because it does not know, how the original nature of ma'am. A father and mother, they believe. He is ready to destroy the lives of his father and mother.

Yasmin, her body and her mother's groin became a pillow. His hair, in elus-elus by Aminah. Yasmin's tears just flowed.

"May this marriage of yours, be the last son. Father and mother, strongly trust son Hanafi. He can be a good priest. Hanafi boy, good man son. Behave, be a good wife". Again her mother, praising her future husband