Take Off Yourself

A Plan

Three hours drive, finally Faris and her brother. He arrived at his parents' house, Yasmin. The two of them, warmly welcomed by Mr. Jamal and Ms. Aminah.

Faris, who has been thirsty since. He, spent a glass of ice water. There were some snacks, which were provided by her in-laws. Different from, his family. A year later, he married Yasmin. Just 3x him, visit his in-laws' house. It's been a week, but Faris can't. Because the place, very slum until now still remains the same.

I've been here a long time. I thought the house had collapsed. Tau-taunya, still standing firm. Very capable, they live in this slum. Inner Faris, look around. So too, Hamid. He, looks dumbfounded to see the house of his sister's in-laws.

Is this the home of Yasmin's parents? How can? he could buy a house for his son. Even Yasmin, can also go to school and college. Inner Hamid, feel the cool air and many trees in front of the house.

Many people around the house, even looks luxurious and new next to the house of his parents Yasmin. In Hamid's opinion, that's the home of the brother's in-law. But in reality, he was wrong.

"Faris, why isn't Yasmin coming? Mother, same with him". Said Aminah, sitting next to her husband.

They sat on the floor, just plausible mats. No couch, soft one.

"Yasmin, it's busy teaching ma'am. What's more, the kids are repeating. So, Yasmin couldn't leave teaching her". The reason Faris, he's already devised his cunning plan.

"Oh, what are you doing here? So suddenly,". Ask Mr. Jamal, staring intently at his daughter-in-law. Thick moustache, swerving upwards.

Hamid, who was surprised to see Mr. Jamal. Like market thugs. Yes, Yasmin is barbaric. Apparently, he's his father's descendant.

At the time of Faris' wedding, Hamid had met Jamal sir. Forgetting what? What's more now, Jamal's moustache is getting busier and curling upwards.

"That's so, your father-in-law". Whisper Hamid, shudder in horror. But Faris, did not follow the words of his brother.

"Look, sir, Faris's coming here. Want to pay off that debt, 20 million first. At that time, my father requested our home certificate and as collateral". Faris said, his heart racing. He, he has been saying that.

Mr. Jamal and Ms. Aminah, look at each other. As if, give the code.

"Oh, your home certificate. But, Tumben once wanted to pay it off. Is there something,". Mr. Jamal asked, wanting to hear the answer from his daughter-in-law.

"Grandfather, sir. Just want to pay it off. Not bad either, we have a debt to father". Faris replied, glancing towards her brother.

"This is sir, 20 million dollars". Hamid, straight out the money in the bag. But, he was surprised to see the contents of his empty bag leaping.

Glekkk....

Where's money? No way, gone. No, maybe. Inner Hamid, shook his head.

"Son Hamid, what's the matter?". Ask Aminah ma'am, feeling something is not right.

"Bang, what's wrong? Where's the money, give it to me quickly". Pinta Faris, nudge her brother's arm.

"The money doesn't exist, Faris". Hamid said, sweat drenched his forehead.

Sontak made Faris stunned and immediately grabbed her brother's bag. "No, this is impossible. It must be my brother, who kept it. Isn't that money, it's in Brother's bag". Faris, already shrouded in emotion.

"Abang, don't keep the money. Oath,by God. Brother, don't know where the money is? Believe, me". Hamid, denied the allegations by his sister.

"Aaaargh... How's this,bang". Faris, it's frustrating.

"Patience, son. Don't get carried away by emotions, first". Pinta bu Aminah, felt kasian to his son-in-law.

"Y-yes,pak. Actually, Faris was uncomfortable with you. Both of our debts, have not been paid off in a long time. So Faris and Yasmin agreed to borrow money from Abang Hamid. Later, we will pay in installments. Insyallah bakalan kelunas kok". Replied Faris, lowering her head. Because of him, fear of acting was caught.

"Astagfirullah, son of Faris. You should not think about that debt. Aye,pak". Said Aminah ma'am, glancing towards her husband.

"Hemmm. You know, we are poor. Not like your family, rich. But....". Jamal sir, hang up his words.

Sontak makes Faris and Hamid, restless. Both of them, offended by Mr. Jamal's words.

"Sir, can Faris ask for the certificate of the house". Faris said, a little scared.

"home certificate? Where can I, Faris. After all, you haven't paid it off". Answer Jamal, smile smrik.

Ck, it turns out that his father Yasmin is very calculated to his son. Inner Hamid, clucking pissed.

"But,pak. Same time son and daughter-in-law, calculation once. Didn't you give the house to Yasmin. So our right, sir". Faris said, it almost evaporated his emotions.

"Faris, lower your voice". Whisper Hamid, he's grumpy against his sister. Don't get, bring emotion.

"I don't mean, calculations to you. Debt remains debt, Faris. Without your father, you might be free from prison. After all, your wealthy family where there is help at all. 20 Million, a lot of money. We, the poor like this. That money is very important to us". Mr. Jamal said, he deliberately insinuated his daughter-in-law.

"Gosh, the new branch remembers. There's money, but it's in the car. Hold on, I'll get you ". Hamid, forced to dismantle their plan. If it continues to be left, the fear increases the problem.

"Alhamdulillah, if any". Said Aminah, smiling.

"Sorry,sir, mum. Apparently, Faris' brother is forgetful". Faris's snort, sweet smile. Shit, fuck. Kiraku, can be fooled and get a home certificate for free. But still, the result is nil.

Hamid, who was in a hurry to take the money that was deliberately stored in the car. Hopefully, the old man can be lied to. In fact, not at all. "Damn it, it's so hard to fool". Gerrutu Hamid, with annoyance.

After taking the money, he went back into the house. 20 Million money, already in front of the eyes of Jamal and Aminah ma'am. The two of them, smile.

But Faris and Hamid, staring dislike. It's true, the villagers really like money.

"Thank God, thank you Faris. Mom, accept ya". Says Aminah ma'am, took 20 million. Because her husband, has finished counting the amount of money and fitting.

"Assalamualaikum, Jamal's father and Aminah's mother. Eeee...There's a guest, apparently". A man, suddenly came.

"Sir Mercy, you happened to come". Mr. Jamal, take a wad of 20 million.

Uncontact makes Faris and Hamid, look at each other. They, feel the atmosphere is uncomfortable.

"Wahh...Pay the debt, yeah". Mr. Grace, come straight in.

"Sir Mercy, thank you for your help. It's me, pay 20 million in debt. This is my son-in-law, who used to get misfortune. Faris, he is the one who borrowed money from you. Dad, where is that much money. Finally, pay off sir". Said Mr. Jamal, making Faris and Hamid amazed.

There was only a smile and a nod of the head. Both of them, confusion should do nothing.

"Thank you, Mr. Jamal. I accept well, sincerely. Sorry Mr. Jamal, I'm in a hurry to go home first". Pam Rahmat, just say goodbye.

Faris and Hamid are now relieved. Can't wait, get the certificate of that house and get out of this shabby house. Let the 20 million, float in an instant. But replaced, with many.