Take Off Yourself

Severe Shock

Faris and Hamid, feeling relieved and smiling sumringah.

Mr. Jamal, sit back in front of the two of them again.

"Thank God, thanks to Faris. Debt for months, finally paid off. My mom and dad don't think anymore. Understandably, we are as it were. As people see,". Sindir bu Aminah, a small smile.

Faris and Hamid, glanced at each other. The two of them, understand the words of Aminah.

"Alhamdulillah, finished our problem with Rahmat ma'am. In drinking boy, Hamid, nak Faris". Said Mr. Jamal, directly nodded by them.

"Yes,pak. So, is Faris allowed to take our home certificate". Pinta Faris, smile.

Ms. Aminah and Mr. Jamal, look at each other and silence for a moment.

Jamal sir, heaving his heavy breath. "Son Faris, I'm actually sorry to you". Mr. Jamal, deliberately cut the conversation.

Hamid and Faris, feeling something is not right. The fear and nervousness had spread throughout their bodies.

"I'm sorry? Apologize, what sir". Ask Faris, who is curious. So too, Hamid.

"Son Faris, that house you're keeping. Sorry, you can't afford to pay for it. In fact, it has been in arrears of payment for 3 months. You know, our family's not as rich as yours". Mr. Jamal, the facial expression turned sad.

"It could be, you'll be kicked out of that house. Mother and father, waiting for your arrival. To continue the payment, monthly installments of the house that you keep. That is, we take off my hands, son. Only you can afford it". Furthermore Aminah ma'am, making Faris in great shock to hear it.

"Loh, I can't do that sir, ma'am. Didn't you give the house to Yasmin. So, Faris and Yasmin hands off". Sahut Hamid, who has been carried away by emotions.

"Yes,pak. When it gets like this, the problem gets bigger. Where is our home certificate? Give it to us sir". Pinta Faris, a little snapping.

"Sorry, the house certificate has been taken. The housing department, he said for bail". Mr. Jamal replied, now Faris is getting heavy shock.

Faris' body, limp and leaning against the wall.Ring her phone, it sounded pretty loud.

It's Yasmin's name on her phone screen.

"What's up, Yasmin? Don't be weird, if it doesn't matter". Said Faris, his mind raging everywhere.

(Mas, where are you? Go home, I'm afraid. There were two men, big. He said we were kicked out of this house. It's been 3 months, the house has not been paid for. How,mas? Where we live, go home quickly). Yasmin said, across the phone.

"Sir Yasmin, the nduk kangen mother". Ms. Aminah, it sounds pretty loud.

Hamid and Faris, growing nervous riled up.

(Mother! Mas, where are you? That, ibukan voice. Oh, you have to. What do you want, want to take a home certificate ha? Crazy, you mas. For the sake of your family, want to pawn.).

Tut's....Tut's...

Faris, surprised that the phone was disconnected. Viiuha... Is, Yasmin's pulse running out? Good, it could be bad later. Inner Faris, already pale pias.

Mr. Jamal's gaze is difficult to understand. Hamid, shuddering to see it.

"Loh, why is the phone off? Ouch... Yasmin had not finished speaking yet". Gerrutu maam Aminah, looks disappointed.

"Pay? He means Yasmin, what? Father, don't understand Faris". Mr. Jamal, ask for an explanation from his son-in-law.

"I mean, Yasmin's friend wants to mortgage the shophouse sir". Sahut Hamid, direct.

"Oh, what was that". Mr. Jamal, the mangosteen immediately believed Hamid's words.

Faris, sigh of relief. He, can't do anything. His fear, is becoming more and more. His hands, they've been shaking ever since.

"Sir Jamal,begini. How, money was returned again. After all, Faris and Yasmin's home certificate doesn't exist". Hamid, immediately think of something. Already lost home certificate, where might lose 20 million money. How about it, his sister must be raging.

"Yes,pak. 20 Million, to redeem our home certificate. If there is no home certificate, return the money again". Pinta Faris, too. Could be bad, if the money goes missing. However, the result is nil.

Mr. Jamal, frown. "Why is it returned? Isn't that money is mine. Because you, already paid the debt. Where possible, pay the debt and keep asking to return the money again".

"Didn't you two, see for yourself. The money has been taken by Mr. Rahmat, to pay off your debt Faris. That little money, for your family. Usually, you and your mother are proud of your wealth. How so, tipping money earlier. You have no right, anymore". Continue Aminah ma'am, a cynical look.

"How,bang? Me, confused". Lirih slowly Faris, how she faced her mother's attitude later.

"I, I don't know. Face the anger, mother and Hana". Said Hamid, smiling smrik.

"Bang, help me bang. Didn't I help out all along". Faris, it's getting frustrating thinking about the money.

"Sir, please. Give us back the money, to us. Actually, it's my brother's dowry money sir". Pinta Faris, beg.

"Ouchhh...I don't want to know Faris. Just ask, you to Mr. Grace. Surely you will, insulted by the people here. Money to pay the debt, ask for it back again. Don't be ashamed, what's more demeaning about self-esteem". Mr. Jamal said, staring intently at his daughter-in-law.

"Bang, how? I'm, really dizzy". Faris' whisper, sweat pouring down his forehead. His palm, already soaked with sweat.

"Sir Jamal, understand our situation. Please, give me back the money". Hamid said, asking pity to Mr. Jamal.

Now Mr. Jamal, stand up. "If you want the money, take it yourself from Mr. Grace. Usually, he hangs out at the stall there".

Mr. Jamal, I'm sure. Where possible, they want to. What else is there, a lot of people are looking. If they were really reckless, it would definitely have to thickly resist the embarrassment. What else Mr. Grace, do not hesitate to scold people who do not know themselves.

"Actually, we'd like to follow you there. Then, hand over the certificate of the house. Because we, can't afford to pay her monthly. But, when Yasmin told me everything. That you and your family, want to mortgage that house. For your own personal interest, but to hurt my son's feelings". Madam Aminah, instantly silenced their mouths.

Faria, sculpting instantly. Apparently, Yasmin first told me about this plan.

"Well, because your intentions are bad for Yasmin. I, hand over the certificate of the house that is entitled. Yasmin, we know everything. If the house, it's not his anymore. Just get here, we're helping you. And your family, the rich. Wherever there is, a little help you Faris" continued Mr. Jamal, able to make Hamid speechless.

"Faris, you should think long, son. Long ago, when you were in a slump. Where is that family you defend? We, know everything. When you and Yasmin were kicked out of your mother's house. I want to catch up with you, but my husband's holding it". Aminah said, harboring pain in her heart. When his son was treated like that.

Mr. Jamal and his wife, do not hesitate to remove the unkempt in this salama pendam. Send Jamal sir, drive them home.

Surely Hamid's self-esteem, trampled because it was kicked out like that.

Faris and Hamid, coming home empty-handed. The two of them were silent without talking to each other.

Faris, he understood the words of his two parents-in-law. He, must be kind to Yasmin. If not, lose it.