
"Go home, I want a few more days here". Pinta Yasmin, refuse her husband's invitation.
"But I don't want to leave you. What's alone, it doesn't matter if I'm not at the meeting.They definitely understand me,". Hanafi, get information there is a problem in the palm oil plantation and hold a meeting.
Yasmin, heard her husband talk over the phone. "It's okay, ma'am. Just go home, three days ahead. I can pick me up and go back to the village".
"It's as if I was kicked out, my own wife". Hanafi, stroking his wife's hair gently.
At this time Yasmin was sitting in the lap of her husband. Feeling the warmth in his arms. "Where there is mas, I want to go for a walk with Aina. Before I go back to the village,".
"Rare you papa, huh? Fear of crashing again,". Hanafi whispers, right in his wife's ears.
"Mas, don't bite my ear". Yasmine's great-grandson, a spoiled voice sounded.
With Hanafi's heavy heart, leaving Yasmin alone. Several times his friend called, because the problem was very emergency. Makes Hanafi, very upset.
Yasmin, close the door. After her husband's departure, a small smile rose at the corner of her lips.
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"What's? Why, you just take it for granted? At least give it time". Aina, sook heard the story from Yasmin.If she was, it was better with her husband.
Aina, squeezing the edge of her shirt. There was a glare of sharp eyes, I don't know what was on his mind. There was a sense of tightness in his chest, poop was already hope.
"eeee...How come you suddenly, talk like that? Didn't you ask me to get better with the Hanafi mas". Yasmin asked, confused by Aina's words.
"Yes, but I thought about it a little longer. What you did first, it's true. Such a man, good for a lesson. Where he is, fight for you". Aina, looks the wrong way.
"It's okay Aina, my heart feels relieved because it's better with my husband. Thanks for your advice,". Yasmin, touch the back of her friend's hand.
"Let's think about it, Yasmin. Is it true that the choice you make, so quickly give your husband a chance". Aina said, staring fixedly at Yasmin.
"Goddess, Aina. I'm pretty sure, by my choice". Yasmin replied, smiling. "In 3 days, I'll be back in the village".
"It can't be dong, Yasmin. You're too fast, give him a chance. Quickly call him, tell him not to see you anytime soon". Pinta Aina, suddenly surprised Yasmin.
"No way Aina, I said that. Just now, we were fine. He's busy Aina, don't add to the burden of his mind". Reject Yasmin, instantly.
"No papa, Yasmin. Let's just say, a lesson for a guy like that. Here's your phone, let me call him. You must not be able to, type it". Aina, want to get Yasmin's phone. Much faster than the owner.
"Aina, don't be weird. I don't want to ruin everything, you why the hell? It's so hard, that I don't get better with my husband. Actually, what are you thinking". Yasmin, confused by her friend's way of thinking.
"It's all for your own good, Yasmin. If you don't follow my words, we better not be friends anymore". Aina, stand up and walk away.
"Aina, what are you saying? Why are you, suddenly changing?". Yasmin, block his best friend's arm.
Again Aina, brushed it off. "If you don't follow my words, don't expect us to be friends again". Firmly Aina, gawking away just like that. Sontak makes Yasmin, confusion ensues.
"Surely something is wrong, not right". Yasmin muttered, intending to follow her friend.
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"New tumbens come, usually quickly". Tanya Lusi, whiny
"why your face, Aina? It was so sour, like a young mango".he cheeked Nuri, a small smile.
"From Yasmin's house,". She answered Aina, putting on her sour face.
Yasmin, sneak around to get closer. Hoping to get information, why his best friend suddenly changed.
"Keep, you guys are fighting so! That's why you, the moody rich". Guess Nuri, straight away.
Aina, shake her head. "Keep what, Aina? Please explain everything to us". Pinta Lusi, who was curious to know.
"You remember not, with Hanafi my little friend to college? My male friends, who are often nerds". Aina said, staring at her friend alternately.
Degggm....
Yasmin, surprised to hear that. If it's her husband, Aina's little friend. "So Mas Hanafi, close friends with Aina".
"Oh, that geeky!". Sahut Lusi and Nuri, giggling laugh.
"Now far away, look at the picture". Aina, instantly showed a photo of Hanafi. Complete with his service clothes, while working in the village head office and became a foreman in palm oil.
"Since when did Aina, have photos of Hanafi? Then, what happened". Yasmine muttered, still faithfully hearing their conversation.
"What's? Oh, my God, he's really Hanafi". Lusi and Nuri, shook their heads. Both of them, they seem to be in disbelief.
"Very handsome and dashing right? In the past, he was cupu and geeky. I wear glasses every day and love to read books. Just so you know, she was my first love long ago". Aina said, regardless of her friend's gaze. "But, it's different now because she's Yasmin's husband".
Degggm...
Yasmin, I'm surprised to hear that. If Aina, love her own husband. Is it because of this, are you angry at me Aina? then, intending to ruin my household. Inner Yasmin, now she understands.
"Well, you still love him? Have you not seen each other for a long time". Ask Lusi, what in his friend's mind is wrong.
"I could forget my love for her at first. At that time, I accidentally met Hanafi near Yasmin's house. When I wanted to, I went to see her situation. I was really surprised, how else did he change so drastically. I began to approach him, it was true that he was Hanafi. Honestly, the meeting was unexpected. But my love, suddenly there's more. The two of us exchanged stories, it turned out that she was Yasmin's husband. Obviously, Hanafi is happy because I'm his wife's friend. Every day sending messages, wanting to know how his wife is doing. At first I was really kasian, their household. But I feel hurt and jealous". Aina said, wiping away her tears. "Give up today, they seem to be better. As if I didn't accept it, I'm not happy somehow".
"Aina, I don't mean anything. It's not good to destroy people's homes, what else is Yasmin your best friend. At least you, forget it". Nuri, advising her friend.
Yasmin was crying behind the wall. Her best friend still loved her husband, she was disappointed that Aina was covering up their friendship.
"I'm so sorry for advising, Yasmin. If only, I wouldn't have advised him to get better. It could be, I get a chance to have Hanafi". Said Aina, crying out for freshness.
"Astagfirullah, waste your mind far away. What happens, if Yasmin finds out the truth". Lusi, shake his head.
"Then, did Yasmin find out if you and her husband were friends? ". Nuri asked, Aina immediately shook her head.
Yasmin, I can't keep hearing their talk. He decided to go home, because he was not wrong at all.