Take Off Yourself

Trouble again

Teaching hours are over, time to go home. The parking area looks quiet, there are only a few motorcycles. Yasmin's eyes were fixed on a man.

Why else, did Faris meet me? What's more, Ms. Faris is sitting on my bike. Inner Yasmin, forced to approach her ex-husband. Hopefully, nothing will happen. Even though he, he felt bad air.

"Yasmin, don't dodge me". Pinta Faris, looking at his ex-wife. "Yasmin, are you happy for your marriage".

"Mas, don't see me again. Because it could be, my husband made a scenario to hurt me". Yasmin, take off her ex-husband's hand. When Faris, wants to touch hands.

"What is he, hurting you Yasmin? very insolent, even though he was powerful and always trusted by thousands of people. As if doing that, to you. We, can't stay quiet Yasmin. We, we have to do something". Faris, wipe his face. I can't bear to see Yasmin getting hurt.

"Enough,mas! Again, don't meet me. Your presence meeting me, just makes a big deal". Yasmine, firmly.

"Yasmin, if you had chosen me yesterday. Likely, you hurt Yasmin. I will try to make you happy and make your parents proud of me". Said Faris, who knew nothing.

"This is my way of life, my lady. It's not that easy, you imagine. Hanafi, not just anyone. He must have done more cruel things than I feel right now". Yasmin, shook her head. "Excuse me, I'm leaving". Yasmin, turn on the engine.

"Yasmin, why don't you claim your husband's divorce? I'm ready, turn it over with you again. After you, get divorced with that cunning guy". Faris, restrain Yasmin's departure.

"You, about easy? No, he has a heart of the devil. Whatever he's gonna do, he's probably as easy as letting me go. As for my parents, I trust him more than my own children". Assert Yasmin, immediately left her ex-husband.

Yasmin, very confident that her husband knew it would be easy to let go. In the end, the husband takes his revenge.

His head was almost broken, already thinking about his life. Unexpectedly, her husband gradually destroyed everything.

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Deggs....

Yasmin, running a motorcycle in her husband's yard. It was his parents' second motor, his feelings were suddenly not good. His feet, unwilling to step inside. But what power, he has no power to escape.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim". Yasmin muttered, with heavy steps. She, entered inside and saw both her parents and husband. Sitting in the living room, with a difficult look.

"Sit down, Yasmin. Something's been talking about,". Pinta maam Aminah, Yasmin knew her mother's voice was angry extinguished.

Yasmin, nodded and sat down beside her mother. He glanced at the husband. However, Hanafi singled out a sharp grin. The atmosphere was getting tense, Yasmin's eyes turned towards her father. Surely the gaze of his father, surpassing that of a samurai.

Oh my God, what else is this? What happens, what a new problem. Then, what problem? What not, not possible. If it's that fast, they find out that I met Faris. Inner Yasmin, her hands were already trembling.

"You know what your fault is Yasmin?". Jamal snapped, his voice blaring all over the living room.

Yasmin, looked down and shook her head. He, in confusion. What else did Hanafi do? So steadfast, he hurt me through my parents.Batin Yasmin, with all her might held back her tears.

"Honestly what, ma'am? Yasmin, don't do anything wrong. Mas, what are you doing? Don't make it up, like this". Yasmin said, looking up at her husband.

"Yasmin, your husband knows nothing. He, even defended you Yasmin. Just so you know that, so the wife must obey her husband. While, the husband is right". Firmly Mr. Jamal, his chest up and down controls him. "Father question answer, Yasmin. Why else would you meet your ex-husband ha".

"Astagfirullah, sir. Yasmin, don't see him. However, Faris himself approached Yasmin to the school". Denied Yasmin, so soon did her parents find out.

"Sir, maybe they met just to talk for a while. I'm pretty sure Yasmin didn't do it on purpose. Naturally, the two of them had lived together for quite a long time". Hanafi's voice was heard, defending Yasmin. But he did something unnatural. In order for Yasmin, the more angry her father was.

"Son Hanafi, don't spoil her. Don't defend Yasmin, she must be admonished. On the contrary, you let him work. Then, ignore your feelings. Aren't you thinking about your husband Yasmin's feelings? Stop working, follow your husband's words". Mr. Jamal's orders, with reddened eyes.

Mas Hanafi, what he said to my parents. Astagfirullah, damned you. Inner Yasmin, squeezing the edge of her shirt. "Sir, Yasmin accidentally met with Mas Faris. Anyway, we met in a public place".

"Yasmin, you can avoid it without attending to your ex-husband's talk. Just the same, you gave him hope. Don't let your ex-husband get a crack to ruin your household". Sahut bu Aminah, who was upset with his son.

"Mr, mum. You misunderstood me, I didn't...".

"Sir, don't talk about this anymore. Kasian Yasmin, she's tired of just getting home from work. What's wrong is Hanafi, getting married to Yasmin that fast. Hanafi, understand Yasmin who still loves her ex-husband". Hanafi, cut out Yasmin's words. Of course with expression, it is hurting.

"You listen, Yasmin. Whatever else, your husband. And you, ruin his trust. Anyway, from now on you stop teaching. Father, take care of it directly. You, don't occasionally refute your husband's words". Firmly Mr. Jamal, with bulging eyes.

"Sir, Yasmin please. Don't do that,". Now the tears, spilled already.

"Yasmin, if it's not like that. You will get a chance to meet your ex-husband. Anyway, I agree with your father's opinion. Mom, really disappointed in you Yasmin". Mum Aminah said, taking a deep breath.

"It's okay, mom. Hanafi, let them meet. Because of Hanafi, there is no right to regulate Yasmin. What's more, Yasmin doesn't want to get mixed up". Hanafi, smile smrik towards Yasmin.

"Astagfirullah, Yasmiii.....!!! What are you, think ha? Father, don't want to know anymore. If you, hear everything. That you, refuting the words of Hanafi. Don't hesitate, you're punishing me".

Yasmin, clenched her hands and looked hatefully at her husband. His tears were flowing, his heart was in pain.

"Come,pak. We're going home now, mom's very disappointed with mom's daughter's attitude. How about later, if you know his sister's attitude". Ms. Aminah, wiped her tears and stood up. "Sir Hanafi, thank you for being patient with Yasmin's attitude. Mother, really ashamed and very guilty of you".

"I'm sorry Yasmin, ma'am". He quietly, crying out for the hiccups lamenting his fate.

"It's okay, mom. All this, it's Hanafi's duty. To take care of Yasmin, God willing, always be patient". Hanafi replied, smiling.

"I'm sorry dad, having a daughter always acts against you. Father, very ashamed of Hanafi. I don't know what else to do. Mom and Dad, go home first. Remember Yasmin, obey your husband and do not argue anymore". pinta pak Jamal, do not care about the feelings of his son.

"It's okay, sir. God willing, Yasmin will change later". Hanafi said, escorting his two in-laws out of the house.