Take Off Yourself

Slander

Brainskkk.....

Yasmin and Hanafi, soaring in surprise. I don't know who, opening the door to her house so hard.

"Astagfirullah, who is mas?". Yasmin said, standing up.

"Let me, that first". Hanafi, preventing Yasmin from going to the door of the house.Yasmin nodded and followed behind

Hanafi, frown. When looking, the arrival of the son of the mother of the tribe.

"Leha, why are you here". Hanafi asked, staring intently at the woman before him.

What, is it planned? It seems, interesting if I just keep quiet first.

Yasmin, stared fixedly at the woman before her. His eyes were puffy, because of crying. Who her? Why, a disheveled appearance. Yasmin's mind, glanced at her husband.

"Son Leha, come home". Bu sukma, pull his son's arm.

Oh, so her son is the succum. Inner Yasmin, sighed.

"Sir kades, don't believe the woman. He's, very devious sir. Sure, he used a stack. In order to pack the kades, get smitten with that itchy widow". Shouted Leha, smashing the clutches of her mother's hand.

Hearing the words of the sukma's son, of course Yasmin immediately rose apitam anger.

"Astagfirullah, watch your words. Don't be a slander, I. Um, you have proof". Jerked Yasmin, eager to slap her mouth to shut up.

"Sorry,pak kades. My son, he's making a fuss". Bu sukma, so jabakan because of the actions of his son.

"Ouchh...Grandma, take your son home". Tegur next door neighbor, Hanafi.

"Your son, there's just a soup mother. Take it home, don't make a fuss".

"Just the same, your son disturbs the peace of others. What else, with a kades sir".

Many more, scorn from the people around. Whispers are heard, being the center of attention.

"Tydaaakkk...Me, not slander. The proof, many mothers here want to match a pack of kades with their children. However, the kades did not want to and even considered it as a joke. For a long time, Yasmin came to this village. The widow, not long. Even kades wants to marry her. What's more, if the woman has a sucker and flirts with a pack of kades". Shouted Leha, with a sharp look and her eyes reddened. Feel you,******. Dare to take my future husband. Sure, people around you will look at you badly.

"It's so rude of you,ha! Saying myself, women are not right". Shouted Yasmin, not staying silent. Astagfirullah, why am I dealing with such a person.

"Astagfirullah, sabar Yasmin. Don't get carried away by emotions,". Tegur Hanafi, arrest Yasmin. Very funny, how is Yasmin? don't expect me to help and help you.

"Deliver,mas!! Don't tell me you're defending this crazy woman. How dare he, slander me mas". Yasmin, trying to release her husband's hand. Wait a minute, why doesn't Hanafi do anything. Isn't he the village chief. Then... God, did he really let me be looked at badly by someone else.

"Wahh... How insolent, you're putting my son crazy". Snapping mom, don't accept. Look, mr. kades doesn't help Yasmin. Own responsibility, this shame.

"Yes, the mother's son is crazy. The proof, he's crazy about kades sir". Yasmin, who has been carried away by emotions. "Why silence, amas? Don't-don't, you're glad I'm being slandered like this". Delik Yasmin's eyes, fixed on her husband.

"If so, why?hemmed...". Hanafi whispers, a sharp grin. No matter how his wife feels.

Yasmin, feeling tightness in the chest. The water of her eyes flowed, so much so that her husband had to himself. The husband, relax without any defense. "Your staff,mas. I'm, really disappointed in you. My heart really hurt, really hurt. Puasssss..you're satisfied,mas". Yasmin, run inside.

"Ck, you itchy widow, where are you? Right, you lured the kades sir using a stack. Cuih....Where was it, you know why I'm crazy". Leha, smile triumphantly.

Free for Yasmin, fight it. In fact, the husband is silent and does not defend himself. It is better to avoid, not to care about the words of others. Obviously, he wasn't right to do that. If only there were other options. She too, did not want to be Hanafi's wife.

"Leha, enough!! You, you've embarrassed me". Snapped to the mother of the tribe, to her son. "Look, Yasmin has been humiliated. Come on, let's go". His whisper.

Bu sukma, pull his son's hand. No matter the look, people around. Surely, he's the talk of people. Because of his son, making a scene at the house of the kades sir.

"Huu.... Basic lady teaser, itchy widow". Maki, Leha loudly.

"Enough, gohome. Bring a friend's son, not nice to look at others". Pinta mr. kades.

"Pak kades, watch out for the seductress. Fearing, he robs the wealth of the kades sir". Said Leha, before leaving.

"Pak kades, forgive mom's son. She, it's been too much for your wife". Bu Sukma, ask for pity to Hanafi.

"already, mom. Go home, don't talk about this anymore". Hanafi replied, smiling. As if there were no problems, anything. With ease, Hanafi entered the house.

Hanafi, go straight into the room. He's, looking for Yasmin. But, there is no. Not in the kitchen, either. "Where, him?". Hanafi murmured, but his eyes were fixed on the bathroom.

He, trying to approach the bathroom door and heard the sound of crying inside. Hanafi, want to open the door handle. But, he broke his intention. He immediately turned into hate. At the moment of remembering, Yasmin rejected her proposal first. "Ck, what do I care about him for".

Hanafi, stay away from the door and sit on the chair. While waiting for Yasmin, get out and can't wait to ridicule her all-out.

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Three hours, gone.

But Yasmin, don't come out of the bathroom. Hanafi, try to calm down. Though he, was restless and worried about the state of his wife.

Azan zhuhur, reverberating aloud. Yasmin, get out of the open room with a state of concern. Her eyes were fixed in the other direction, gawking past her husband.

Yasmin, go into the room and pray by yourself. Without her husband, her mouth trembled in prayer and with tears flowing.

"How about, Yasmin's show? Don't expect me, I'm defending you. In fact, I'm glad to see you hurt and humiliated". Hanafi said, after Yasmin finished praying.

Hanafi, from that moment on, couldn't wait to ridicule Yasmin. Finally, it also delivers.

Yasmin, squeezing her face and turning her body. He, must fight Hanafi speech. Don't mind, if it's her own husband.. "Ck, you are indeed the heart of the devil. For your revenge, it pays off. Don't let you, regret it later".

"Ckckl... Regret what, Yasmin? Obviously, I didn't do anything". Hanafi replied, lightly.

"Whatever, what did you say. Do it, what do you want. Whatever, make you happy and your revenge avenged. Until you're satisfied, or just kill me". Yasmin, stared intently at her husband.

"Yes, I will do anything to avenge Yasmin". Hanafi said, grinning sharply.

"Do the mas, the one I ask you. Please, don't make my parents disappointed and hurt. It's enough me, cut the wounds to my father and mother". Pinta Yasmin, she's gone and out of the room. Unable to, linger with her husband. That always creates new wounds.