Take Off Yourself

Entrapment

"Yasmin....Yasmium...". Faris, call his ex-wife.

Yasmin, immediately passed away and tried to avoid her ex-husband.

This afternoon, he meets Faris right on the market. It's not far from his home.

"Yasmin, don't avoid me". Faris successfully blocks Yasmin's hand.

"let go, don't meet me. Because of you, I got in big trouble. There, go". Get rid of Yasmin, the caneans looking around. There was a spy from her husband.

"What's? How insolent, your husband's deck. I'll teach him a lesson. To be honest, he treated you. Cook, talk to your parents. Asking to take you off, out of Hanafi's grasp. She, she doesn't deserve Yasmin's defense". Faris said, do not accept Hanafi's treatment.

"Don't be crazy, my lady. Forget about me and don't bother me anymore. Because of me, I'm no longer with you. Better, I'm with Hanafi". Assert Yasmin, directly.

The surrounding people looked towards them, making Yasmin feel uncomfortable. Of course, her husband found out if she met Faris.

"Yasmin, I beg you. Come back to me, the promise will change and make you happy. Look, I now have a decent job. All my salary, I'll leave it to you". Faris said, staring fixedly at Yasmin's beads.

"As far as you are, Mas. The point is, I'm not going back to you. Remember that, open a new page. Marry a woman, build a new household. Take care, each other's lives. This is the path we take, and it is not you who have changed it. For the sake of money and treasure, Rela lost everything. Look, you finally regret what you did. But I'm sick of it and will never come back". Assert Yasmin, just leave immediately.

Faris, sighed heavily and stared at Yasmin's departure. He, let Yasmin just leave.

"Well, if you don't want to go back to it again. I'll teach you a lesson". Smrik's smile, Faris.

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"eeeeee...Just got back from the market. Actually, I was coming. But, it's busy buying things for my laundry. Lucky, the kades help. Apparently, it's true what other people say. If mr. Kades, very good to his citizens". Rosella said, smiling sweetly.

"Hmmm...That's right, kades sir is very good". Yasmin's chuckle, smacking her smile. "Yes, I went inside. Go, cook first". Pamit Yasmin, directly under Rosella.

Yasmin, head towards the kitchen. Her eyes were on her husband. The middle of breakfast itself, without glancing at his arrival.

Yasmin, put all the groceries down. He, start filling the fridge. Then, clean the vegetables and fish. No conversation, between them.

After breakfast, Hanafi washes dirty dishes and cleans the dining table. Regardless, Yasmin's whereabouts.

Yasmin, sigh. She knew that her husband was silent. "Huu... Tumben once, he didn't speak anything. Don't you think Hanafi knows something". Yasmin murmured, feeling something amiss.

"Better, just be quiet. Rather, it is often an unclear fight". Again, clinging to his mind everywhere.

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About 2pm, as usual. Hanafi, explore the oil palm plantations. As a foreman there, he paid attention to the work.

From a distance, Faris was busy harvesting the fruit. Hanafi, come straight to him.

"That's great, you're Faris. Still brave, approaching the foreman's wife". Hanafi said, making Faris dumbfounded to hear it.

"I, I didn't do anything. Just tell it to, Yasmin. If I were, I'd be married soon". Faris said, evading the words of his foreman.

"Oh, is it true what you said Faris? Well, I trust your words this time. In one week, if you're not married. Get ready, I'm firing you". Threatening Hanafi, live. "Take care of your attitude, Faris. Don't ever, ever see my wife again. You, understand".

Faris, don't answer the word of his foreman. Di, continue his work again.

Hanafi, keep walking to leave Faris. Without looking back, he was still searching for oil palm plantations.

Bruukkkk....

"Aaaarrggh....". Hanafi grimaced in pain, he was hit by Faris' trap.

His leg stumbled onto something, which Faris had already stacked. A pointed wood, injuring Hanafi's leg. "Aaaarrggh....Aaakkkhh...". Ringis Hanafi, try to calm down and stand up.

"Astagfirullah, Pak Hanafi". Said a palm oil worker, seeing the condition of his foreman injured.

"O Allah, why is Hanafi? Come on, we must quickly bring to the puskesmas.

The other workers, help Hanafi. He, he's taken to the rest station. The wound was quite severe, immediately taken to the nearest puskesmas.

Hearing the calamity experienced by Hanafi, made Faris smile sumringah. "Look, I can take revenge on you. Now, it's your turn Yasmin. Out of doubt, you stepped on my pride". Faris murmured, clenching both his hands.

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Yasmin and her parents, rushed to the puskesmas. When he heard, the disaster that Hanafi experienced.

Arriving at the puskesmas, apparently there are many people there. Don't forget Lela and Rosella, who came first.

Yasmin, just found out that Rosella works at the health center here. Apparently, she's one of the nurses.

"Ouch...Husband is in trouble, new wife is coming". Sindir Lela, glancing towards Yasmin.

Yasmin, don't mind Lela's words. She approached her husband who was sitting on the bed of the patient.

"Oh my God, why you son? Astagfirullah,li". Jamal sir, he saw his son-in-law.

"Son Hanafi, why did it happen". Ms. Aminah, as well as her daughter-in-law.

"Mr, mum. His name, too, works. Whatever it is, it will happen. Including, this disaster. Anyway, everything's fine. It's just a wound, a little". Hanafi replied, smiling.

Yasmin was silent. Him, not speaking anything. You think, I'm kasian to you mas? In fact, I am grateful for the misfortune experienced by you. This is karma, it's wife-zolimi. Inner Yasmin, occasionally glanced at her husband.

"Yasmin, I hope you are taking full care of Hanafi's son. Look, he works for you". Mr. Jamal said, approaching his son.

"Yes, sir. Certainly, Yasmin was guarding Hanafi mas. Because of Hanafi, her husband Yasmin". Yasmin said, rolling her eyeballs.

"Just calm down, you will visit your home as often as possible". Said Aminah, smiling.

"Just calm down, Pak kades must have helped him a lot. Lela, I'm willing to take care of her too". Lela's chuckle, blushing shyly.

"No need, there's Rosella who treated and examined my wounds. Yasmin, how to understand this problem". Hanafi said, without looking at his wife.

Yasmin's heart, felt pain hearing the husband's words. He, let Rosella take care of him and not trust her.

"eeeeee... All right, if Hanafi's son thinks like that". Mr. Jamal said, wanting to argue but unable.

"Thank you for trusting my performance, Mr. Kades. God willing, I'll take care of Mr. Kadesh's wound until it heals". Rosella, take a quick glance at Yasmin.

Yasmin, just stay relaxed. Although, there was a strange feeling in the corner of his heart. What am I, jealous? Aaa... No way, I do not love Hanafi mas. Yasmin basic, do not love the devil-hearted man.inner Yasmin, throw your face in the other direction.

"Awas you, just say look for an opportunity to get close to the kades sir". Hardik Lela, direct. His eyes stared intently, at Rosella.