THE SCANNED HUSBAND

Episode 3

Satria smiled with satisfaction when she saw Yasmin was upset. He recalled that Mr. Anwar called him early in the morning, saying that he heard Yasmin telling her to pick him up. Because of that, he was deliberately early in the morning already in front of Mr. Anwar's house.

"Why should I take my bike? don't pick me up using a car, use a motorcycle no papa origin do not use a butut bike like this.!"

"Don't complain constantly.With the use of bicycles we help reduce pollution. Besides with cycling we are healthier." replied Satria flat.

"But where is my dignity as a queen on this campus? what do they say?" he complained with worry.

"Your father called, our wedding date has been set!" Satria diverted the conversation.

"Whatever! but I'm sure you're the one who will call off this match." Yasmin said with confidence.

"Gue get off here!" Yasmin asked to be dropped off far enough from the campus gate.

At the same time, Revan's car passed by.

The car retreated slowly when it saw Yasmin on foot.

"Why walk baby..? your skin's charred, let's go in!"

Revan got off to open the car door for Yasmin.

"Revan, show someone how to treat a princess...!"

Revan smiled and led Yasmin in.

Satria smiled faintly at the scene.

He knows, Yasmin is just trying to heat up the mansion.

In the afternoon when Satria picks her up, Yasmin is no longer on campus.

From some of the people he asked, he knew Yasmin had gone home with Revan.

It is not difficult for Satria to know the whereabouts of the girl. The time has shown at 8:00 when Satria entered a club.

Some people greeted him kindly. The night world is not foreign to him, all have been in his way for 6 years, the rigors of night life have been in his soy sauce. Until finally he met Mr. Karim and guided him to the straight path.

Satria went straight into one of the rooms on the top floor of the club.

Without further ado he broke down the door.

There, Yasmin is crying and pleading with Revan. Her top shirt's ripped in here.

Seeing the door open suddenly made Revan shocked and furious. That name didn't last long. Some people immediately snatched up the young man.

Yasmin curled up in the corner while clutching her messy clothes, she sobbed alone.

Satria opens the jacket and throws it at Yasmin.

"Wear this!"

Yasmin looked up, she was surprised to see Satria in that place.

Without saying a word he wore a jacket from Satria.

Yasmin really did not expect Revan's reckless actions. The young man who had been in his puja had the heart to snatch the crown of his chastity.

And Satria who he considered a delinquent youth, precisely he who came as his savior.

Satria dragged the girl's hand to sit down to join her old friends.

4 Men including Satria sat around the table. Each of them was accompanied by a woman.

"For so long gone, where have you been?"

"Gue was just saturated, and tried to keep quiet for a while" replied Satria.

"Then, Him?"

They glanced at Yasmin who seemed afraid to be in their midst.

"Him? he is just a spoiled child who needs to be pityed." said Satria briefly as she glanced at Yasmin's face.

Feeling they were paying attention to him, Yasmin inched near Satria.

"Look, she's scared brow..!"

They laughed at Yasmin.

"Gue unplug first, yes! let's meet while drinking. Now the hue has to put this stray cat in his cage!"

satria joked.

Satria takes Yasmin closer to the parked motorbike.

"Where's the bike?" ask Yasmin carefully.

"Here, don't you want to be screwed with a motorcycle?"

Yasmin again felt ashamed because she had demeaned Satria.

"Come aboard! do you still like it here to be seduced again by dappled men like your lover?" satria as Yasmin looks doubtful sitting behind her.

"You don't have to worry, this isn't a stolen motorcycle!"

Yasmin did not answer again. He was horrified to imagine that bad things would happen again if long standing at the place of the curse.

Throughout the trip Yasmin was silent.

Arriving at his house, Yasmin went straight into his room.

"Wait, Yasmin!"

mr. Anwar's resolute voice stopped Yasmin's steps.

Yasmin was shocked.

"Please, pa. don't do this to Yasmin.

Papa wants me to change, right? I promise, I'll do whatever you want, just don't marry Yasmin."

The girl nodded and nodded.

He can not imagine at his age now must be tied to the name of marriage.

"Papa's decision can't be bargained anymore, you have to agree.

And in a week, you're not going anywhere, including college."

Yasmin looked up again with wet eyes.

"Papa..!" only now did he see his papa speak sternly to him.

Yasmin went in and locked her room from the inside, she spilled all her frustration.

The day that Mr. Anwar was waiting for arrived as well.

The wedding, which was attended only by close relatives, was closed.

From Satria's side, he only invited Mr. Karim.

Until the ritual is over, Yasmin continues to weep.

***

'This is your room! and save your tears for tomorrow, because you don't know what you're going through."

Yasmin felt her bed that felt hard.

"I have to sleep here?" complained again.

The house in Satra is relatively small.

It consists of only three bedrooms, one living room and dining room, one kitchen and one bathroom.

Yasmin let out a long sigh at the thought of having to share the space and bathroom in such a small house.

"Yasmin, wake!"

Satria banged on the door of her room loudly.

Yasmin just squirmed lazily while covering her ears with a pillow.

"You wake up no? or do I want to guy?" Satria was still banging on the door while shouting.

Yasmin was upset. He had to open the door.

"Whisper! just what time is it, my class starts at nine!" he said, putting his body back on the bed.

"Eeh... Who said you want to go to college in the morning? you should get used to getting up early, then cooking for us "

Yasmin.

"Cooking? I've never even seen how the kitchen looks like in my house, and here I have to cook?"

Satria did not care, she dragged Yasmin's hand into the kitchen.

Now you have to memorize this place, this kitchen!"

Yasmin grimaced.

"Are we not so hard to educate him?"

whispered Mr. Karim.

Satria smiled.

"No, sir, he has to get used to it." replied Satria smiling.

In the kitchen Yasmin only looked at vegetables and other foodstuffs.

"What should I do, even the name of these ingredients I don't know.

A moment later he smiled as he ran to his room. Satria and Mr. Karim were amazed.it was only a few minutes ago that he was crying, now he was smiling.

"Food ready!" he said while serving at the dinner table.

"You're astonished, right? I'm a smart girl, so you don't have to be surprised."

"Come, let's try!"

Satria and Pak Karim are curious about the results of Yasmin's cooking.

""Come, sir please! the oldest father here." said Satria.

Mr. Karim put a spoon in his mouth. Instantly his eyes glared and brimmed with water.

"Enak, right? anyway, Mr. Karim just likes to give up that sticky rice" said Yasmin proudly.

Mr. Karim had to nod.

The impatient Satria immediately tried it.

"Bruz!!" everything that entered his mouth gushed out.

"You want to poison us?" bentak Satria.

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