I'm Not/Only a Shadow
S2-Azka is nervous..?
Since then Yasmin and her mother took care of the King, Yasmin also started working after school because their living costs increased because they had to buy milk for the King.
In addition, Yasmin also began to become a reseller of online sales, starting from cosmetics and clothing, no need to spend capital because Yasmin only needs promotion and goods will be sent from Supplier.
All done to increase income, the mother also works as a laundry worker, from home to home, the color of the mother is only an ordinary housewife to have no skills other than taking care of the house, and the mother has no skills, no one was complained about by Yasmin and Mother, but life was not always calm, the neighbors who saw Yasmin brought the King, he said, started gossiping their illegitimate child the result of getting pregnant out of wedlock even his own father did not admit it, all spread just like that.
Yasmin continued to survive until she graduated from high school, Yasmin began to apply for work in a 24-hour mini market, they did not stop there, Yasmin is also often equated with Andini because often come home at night, "Yes understand that her sister was pregnant first, yes her sister is not far from it, home at night try"so whispered the neighbors. "Later to know she's carrying another child"
His older brother Andini had died but left a complexion on the faces of his mother and Yasmin due to his promiscuity.
Yasmin began to realize something as she looked at herself in the mirror, how much she could not take care of herself, she began to be determined to change, and began to improve, not because of the scorn of others but he who realizes that he must take care of himself because of his obligations as a Muslim woman.
Yasmin held out her headscarf as she weighed in front of the mirror as she approached the King in her arms "Good mom, isn't she?" tanyakanya.
Mom smiled happily "It's so pretty, baby"
"Was the King beautiful?" ask the King.
The king clapped his hands while chattering indistinctly "Tik. tik.."
From that day on Yasmin tried to keep herself and confine herself to the men around her, but still it did not change the gaze of the surrounding neighbors, a hypocrite said a word that was often heard by Yasmin.
Yasmin didn't care that she was just living their lives and trying to calm down.
Time after time month after month they passed, until three months ago Sandi began to meet Yasmin and mother and said that would take the King from them, Yasmin and mother decided to move and find a safe place, they sold the house, as well as some of the property they had until they arrived in Jakarta.
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Yasmin's daydream came to a halt as Mom knocked on the door "What's up ma'am?"
"There's a guest in front"
"That time, my mother forgot her name was the anterine of your bike" Yasmin put on her hood and walked out of the room.
'Azka did this here' her inner self.
Yasmin approached, Azka looked up and found Yasmin who was already wearing satin pajamas but had hands and trousers, as well as an instant veil that dangled over her waist, maybe it covered the curves of his body which was only wrapped in satin cloth he wore.
"Assalamulaiakum.." said Azka.
"Waalaikum greetings, can there be help?" Yasmin frowned at the look of Azka who looked wrong.
"Why is it?" ask Yasmin again.
Azka breathed "Sorry come night"
Yasmin nodded even though it was only 8pm, Azka still interrupted her break.
"Can I talk to you for a second?" ask Azka
"We're talking again, right?"
"I.iya" then silence again.
Yasmin was still waiting for Azka to speak but Azka was still silent.
"So when will it be quiet, what you said was fifteen minutes" Yasmin pointed to the clock on the wall.
Azka gulped her saliva why she was nervous now, so while on the road she was so sure, but after dealing with Yasmin why all the words she had strung together disappeared, "I bother ya?"
"Not really, just the more time it goes, the more the night, and if it's late I'm sure I should ask you to come home, I don't want any slander"