Take Off Yourself

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Amaar As'ad, that's the name Hanafi gave to his son. The male, his face was very similar to his.

What happiness is second to none, finally the baby has been born into the world. Yasmin, give birth normally and a little tear. Because the baby, reaching bb 3.5 kg. Yasmin, did not expect her son to be that heavy. The last USG is still bb 3 kg, now even up again.

"Guard your health, dear". Hanafi, kiss his wife's forehead. Her eyes were fixed on the tiny baby, her cheeks were puffed up and adorable.

Yasmin, not allowed to work that heavy. "I'm sad, my milk didn't come out". Yasmin said, looking down at her head. What else is the baby, suckling very hard. Fortunately Hanafi, already stocked a lot of formula.

"Husssttt... It doesn't matter if we give him the best milk formula, don't think about it, baby. What matters is that you two are both healthy". Hanafi said, smiling.

Yasmin, smiling sumringah because the husband did not question her milk did not issue ASI.On the other hand, felt sad what happened to Aina.

He was completely expelled from this village, without reply from Hanafi. Because he was fed up with his attitude, Annia. Always possessive to have it, until reckless to do something unnatural.

Hanafi, wrath to Aina. Letting the citizens, driving him out of the village. Although Aina, screamed for mercy to him. Promising never to do it again, but Hanafi was already disappointed.

Yasmin was ashamed of the people around her. Even with herself, not expecting Aina to be that close.

"Mother, very shy son. What Aina did. Shock I heard it,". Ms. Aminah, did not expect that Aina intended to slander her daughter-in-law.

"It's mom, it's important that Aina isn't here anymore". Yasmin, smiled as she ate her breakfast the next morning.

Hanafi, encouraging someone to clean the house and others. In order for the wife, full to rest and take care of their child.

"Mother, say home first. Come here again". Aminah ma'am, please come home first.

"Be careful mom,". Yasmin said she was lucky to have a mother. Can take care of her son, because Yasmin is afraid to bathe her son."Here let me mas, who carries it". Pinta Yasmin's.

"No need baby, put it here. He's asleep, already,". Hanafi, slowly put his sleeping son.

"Mas, eat first. It's 9 in the morning, not yet breakfast. Want me to get ready?". Yasmin asked her husband.

Hanafi, sit next to his wife and kiss her gently. "No need baby, Ani's already cooking. Don't be tired, dad". Her request.

Yasmin, nodded her head and looked at her husband out of the room. "Thank you a lot of gold,". Mumbled slowly.

Yasmin, slowly approached her son who was covered in mosquito nets. In order for the mosquitoes, they cannot bite their cubs. "So that child is sholeh, like your father son. A responsible man, always healthy. Whatever you want, may you achieve baby".

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Yasmin, take her son out of the house that is 2 months old.

Welcoming her husband, who just came home from work. Hanafi, go straight in and clean himself up. Can't wait to carry a child, and indulge with his wife.

Yasmin, put her son in a baby stroller. Make hot coffee for her husband, who is already out of the bathroom.

"Thank you, baby, I miss my wife and kids so much. I feel like I'm going home soon,". Kekehnya Hanafi, sipping hot coffee made by the wife.

"You're a mas, there's-there's a". Yasmin muttered, preparing food for her husband. "Eat first, mas. New carrying Amaar,".

Hanafi, nod and just obey. Amaar, toying with odot in baby stroller. So impatient, Hanafi ate the food in a hurry.

Yasmin, just saw him shake his head. She knew that her husband could not wait to hold her baby. Amaar's weight, growing. Just hold it for a while, must be tired.

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That night Hanafi, got someone's call. Yasmin, who was curious, walked over to her husband and asked.

"Call from who, ma'am?". Yasmin asked, in her husband's arms.

"Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rajiun. Faris, he's dead". Hanafi said, Sontak made Yasmin surprised.

"Innalilahi, when did mas?". Yasmin, cover her mouth with her hands. Unexpectedly, her ex-husband died.

Faris, has been sick for a long time and in hospital. Not long to take his life. While Hamid, HIV disease can not be cured again. His is declared rotten, his stinging smell.

Hearing of Faris's death, Yahya and the Beautiful did not care about his body. Leave everything to the authorities, whatever you want in the grave where. The two of them, don't mind Faris' body.

Because of Faris, everything is like this. Bu Yahya, grateful for the death of his son, has brought bad luck, on the other hand his first child in hospital.

It's funny to Yahya and beautiful. Because Hamid, he has a sexually transmitted disease. It was certain that they were both, no matter what the circumstances were.

Ma'am yahya, already assume they are not his children anymore. Anyone who wants to take care of a sick person.

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