
"Antikaaaan....". Shouted Yahya's mother, who had just come with her children. "About, head of the village here. Mr. Hanafi, the vigilante. I do not accept, for the treatment of all of you. Including you, Yasmin's parents".
"Alahhh.... Mana ngaku, ma'am. Certainly, it was the mother's son who kidnapped Yasmin. Other people, often see Faris meet Yasmin". Mother's mouth, other.
"Me, meet Yasmin. Just making friends, we are still friends. Is it wrong, we're friends? We met, in a public place. Not really, hiding". Sahut Faris, live.
"Take my brother off, if there's no evidence of Yasmin's abduction. We, can sue you back". Beautiful, speak up.
"Sir kades, we better hold Faris first. Before the evidence, it was collected. He, guilty or not".the others said, proposing an opinion.
Jamal sir, glancing at his son-in-law. Get the right answer, right one.
Oh God, where are you son? Come back, don't worry us. Protect the children of God, and keep them out of danger. Mr. Jamal's mind is raging everywhere.
"Can't, Faris we'll hold. Until he, confesses his crime". Say one, gentlemen.
That's right, I don't have any evidence. But, to trouble if I let Faris go. Siaap knows, something's not right. Inner Hanafi, closed his eyes. He, he's chosen, what's right.
"Alright, Faris I'm letting go. If he had, he would have kidnapped my wife. Get ready, get the punishment from me. Not just Faris, but his family as well". Firm Hanafi, grinning sharply.
"Ck, I don't accept your accusation, Mr. Kades. It's the same, my defamation. It's inappropriate, to be the village chief here". Smrik's smile, Faris. I, will not stay silent.Take it easy, I take this opportunity to destroy you Hanafi.
"If you, it's not proven for my wife's abduction. Title village chief, I leave everything to you". Challenge Hanafi, head on. At least, I've been thinking long with this decision.
Sontak made everyone, dumbfounded to hear it. All of them, do not believe in the words of Hanafi.
"No, we don't agree kades sir".
"Right, we object to mr. kades".
"Sir kades, it's not wrong to accuse him. Because Faris, he often met his wife, Mr. Kades".
"Yes, that's really it. There are a lot of eyewitnesses".
"Son Hanafi, don't make decisions like this. They all, they disagree". Mr. Jamal said, surprised to hear the words of his son-in-law.
"All right, listen to all of you. If I, it's not proven to kidnap Yasmin. Get ready, I'll be the village chief. Me, hold your word, Mr. Kades". Faris, accept Hanafi's challenge. Haha....All of you, you're gonna bend your knees to me. Including your parents Yasmin.
Residents around, do not approve of Hanafi's remarks. All of them, don't want Faris to be the village chief here. What would it be, if the village chief was replaced with Faris.
"Sir kades, we hold your speech. Never, ever, ever deny a word, or change it". Beautiful, immediately smiling sumringah.
"However, there are many people who bear witness to your words". Hamid continued, smiling.
"Since when have I been, I've disavowed my own words". Hanafi, out loud. Because I suspect you are the culprit.
"Let's go, don't get your ass Rizky". Hamid, straight separate them.
"Already,bang. We just give up because we're not wrong". Faris, pat her brother on the shoulder.
"You will regret, because you have defended Mr. Kades. He's a real, real culprit. Plain-faced sock,". Hamid, eager to raise his fist. But, his older brother Yasmin immediately confronted him
"Already, it's getting late at night. The rain also subsided, the others went home. The rest, looking for the whereabouts of Mr. Kades' wife". Say the wrong father, others.
"Alahhh.... Why these nights, look for that itchy woman. Who knows, he's having fun with other guys". Lela, smile.
"Husssttt...Watch your words, Lela. It's not good to say that, Mr. Kades and his parents Yasmin. Grieving, losing it". Stirrup Rosella, shaking her head.
"Now what, Pak kades? everybody is here. So, who did it, Mr. Kades. Don't-don't, your own wife's running away without another ba-bi-bu". Sahut Hamid, with his leisure.
"Right, we're tired of looking for her whereabouts. Eee...She's, uh, happy at the hotel". Lela, again.
"Astagfirullah, don't accuse Yasmin like that. Mr. Kades, it's better at home. Let the citizens, find Mr. Kades' wife. Look, a wound in the knee, Mr. Kades. Getting worse and getting blood out, let me help". Rosella said, looking pityfully at Hanafi.
Hanafi, rub his face. It was obvious to him, worrying about Yasmin. Don't know, what happened. Really, he ran away from her? But his heart, there felt awkward. "No need, this injury is okay. Compared to losing my wife". Hanafi, hold Rosella's hand.
"Son Hanafi, we treat your feet first. Don't let anything happen later. The citizens and your father-in-law, trying to move in search of Yasmin. Let's just pray that Yasmin doesn't happen". Ms. Aminah, trying to calm her daughter-in-law's mind. Despite himself, he was really worried about his only daughter.
"How can you calm down, ma'am? Yasmin, my wife ma'am. Don't know, what happened. Hanafi, very guilty ma'am. Why, not prevent Yasmin from leaving. Sure enough, Yasmin wasn't lost like this". Hanafi said, his tears dripping down already.
"Ckckl....So sad to lose, Yasmin. In fact, the kades often hurt him. Ck, hypocrite". Faris said, smiling.
"Come, we'll just go home. Why look for Yasmin, their delicacy. Hopefully, Yasmin was found lifeless again". Bu yahya, snickered her lips.
"Astagfirullah,". Aminah ma'am, shakes her head. O Allah, may Yasmin be well.Remove her, from distress. Where are you, son? Hope you, soon found in good health.
"Come, we're home. Better, we party for Yasmin's loss. This is the result, already berating us first. Now, Yasmin's got her karma". Hamid, too, is pumping.
Hanafi, trying to control himself. Very eager, teach them all out. Staring sharply, the departure of one family.
"Jo, someone else's orders to watch over Yahya's family's movements". Banafi whispers, which Tejo nods to.
"Mr Aminah, who is patient. All of us, we're very worried about Yasmin. Hopefully, I'll see you soon. We pray together, hoping for Yasmin's return to health without any shortcomings". Rosella said, calming the mind of her biological mother Yasmin.
"Rosella, go home. This wound I can treat myself". Hanafi said, without looking at Rosella.
Rosella, squeeze the tip of her shirt. Unable to accept Hanafi's refusal, he stared intently at Hanafi.
Residents searched for Yasmin, screaming for her name. Mr. Jamal, he had already shed his tears. His mind raged everywhere, deeply worrying about the state of his son.