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That night after taking the departure of Eza and Galang to the door. Yasmin immediately approached Suci who was cleaning the waiting room of the patient. Holy, a woman who was already considered like a big brother, like very understanding of her circumstances. The secret about his relationship with Eza was really well guarded by Saints. When there are citizens who start gossip, Saints will immediately intervene to refute.

“Udah, Mbak .. do not need to be too excessive clean. Ma'am Suci was tired all day,” said Yasmin after seeing Suci who wiped the table with enthusiasm.

“Nanggung, Yas. There was an ice spill on the table. If it is not cleaned, it can be sticky tomorrow.” The saint continued his work.

“Ya already .. Later if it is finished, Mbak just went home. Don't have to do anything else, kasian loh Mbak children waiting at home.”

“OK,” answered Saints briefly with a gesture of his hand.

“Oya, as always Ma'am, food in the kitchen Ma'am can take home. All that I've saved in the refrigerator.”

The saint understood. These few days, Eza always came to bring a lot of food for him. Yasmin could not afford to spend it alone. Every day there are two or three different menus. Rather than be thrown away, baby. It could be the Holy children's breakfast tomorrow. 

When Yasmin will pass to go up to her room. His steps came to a halt with a sudden holy call. Yasmin turned to look at the woman. The saint approached him.

“What's up Mpa?” ask Yasmin gently.

“Begini, Yas. For payment Mbak next week .. Mbak can ask in advance not?”

Yasmin thought for a moment. It seems like Saints are in financial trouble. Even though two days ago he had received Salary, maybe for the purposes of school his son was still lacking. It may also be because her ex-husband did not give enough money to her two children. Yasmin did pay once a week for Saints, considering this.

“Holy Master again needs money?” his question was then answered with a light nod of the head. 

“I–Iya, Yas. For the children's school fees. Their father gave no money at all these two months.” 

Sure enough, the Holy Mother must have been very difficult. It turned out that her ex-husband had reneged on the responsibility of supporting their child. 

The saint continued his words. “Sorry, Yasmin. Ma'am even asked for something like this when you are spending a lot on marriage. But Mbak also does not know how anymore.” Sacred bowed with a face of a kasian.  

Yasmin could see how difficult it was for a single mother to raise two children. Moreover, looking at the face of Saints with guilt asking for a salary earlier than him. Suci does not know if money will not matter to him, the woman does not know how rich Yasmin is. 

“Nnothing, Ma'am .. don't hesitate so. Holy Ma'am, come with me on yuk?” Take Yasmin.

The saint followed Yasmin's steps up to the second floor. The look on his face was slightly radiant because Yasmin was willing to pay her salary at the beginning.

Yasmin walked out of the room to the Saints who were sitting waiting for her on the sofa. With an envelope in his right hand and a plastic bag in his left. 

Yasmin handed the two over to Saints. The envelope was quite thick, no matter how much money was in it. 

"Why does it feel so thick, Yas? And this is what?" The saint without hesitation asked. He found it strange that the envelope he received was much thicker than usual. 

"I'm just a little bit more Ma'am, for the Holy Mother's children." 

Saints opened the envelope. "Yasmin, this is too much, then your money will run out for me alone," said the Holy One after counting thirty pieces of money a hundred thousand. Usually the pay is only a million each week. It was also Holy to feel Yasmin had given him a lot. But now Yasmin gave him three times that. Suci thinks Yasmin could go bankrupt because of it. 

Yasmin chuckled at the Holy Word. "No, Ma'am .. The Holy Brother don't worry about my finances."

"Are you rich?" ask the innocent Saints.

"Well, I laugh. Funny question?"

"Not Mbak .. sorry, I should have told you from the beginning. I don't mean to be arrogant, Ma'am. Actually I have a pretty big business in Jakarta. Holy Ma'am knows, right, why I moved here. It was all because of my ex-husband. The business in Jakarta I leave it to the confidant."

The holy mangosteen heard Yasmin's explanation. Either because he understands or just nods. The obvious Saint perfectly understood Yasmin to be open to an arrogant person. 

"It turns out, besides being beautiful, kind, smart, you are also rich!" The saints again cried out. "But, I don't feel like I deserve this much money, let alone we've only been a month closer."

"Holy Brother deserved, really. That's one million Holy Brother payments next week. The rest is for children, purely just to help."

"Thank you very much, Yasmin. I am so grateful to know you."

"Sama-sama Ma'am. Don't hesitate to ask for any help, if I can I will definitely help. Oya, here I have some clothes, if the Holy Mother doesn't mind my scars, but this is still very good. I can't use it, my stomach's still like a balloon." Yasmin's clumsiness makes them laugh.

Once again the Holy One thanked me. Yasmin's kindness will be remembered by the Saints at any time. 

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The wedding day is approaching, Yasmin and Eza are busy preparing for everything. Issues of letters, wedding clothes, food, and small events for their friends. This marriage was simple, but Yasmin wanted to make it very memorable.

Unbeknownst to Eza, Yasmin plans to book a hotel room for their first night after the wedding. Yasmin doesn't want to go through this, even though Eza has said that they don't need to honeymoon for a while now. Yasmin understood, Eza wanted to give her a honeymoon on her own. However, she also wanted to do something to please the lover who would soon be her husband.

Yasmin laid her body on the bed after a long day of activities. His flat stomach was palpable and a sweet smile. She muttered to herself, inviting her prospective baby to chat, the woman's face looked very happy. I will soon be married a second time and will be a mother. Yasmin felt her life was starting to be perfect. She was much happier than when she married Hilman.

When he was engrossed in his own thoughts, suddenly his phone rang. Yasmin searched for the flat object's whereabouts, then picked up a call from her best friend Santi—.

"Hello, San!"

"Yasmine! Crazy ... You why not say that Hilman abis came to you!" 

Santi was heard shouting, Yasmin to distance the phone from her ear.

"What's the matter, San?"

"Hilman suddenly told the mass media that he was in the process of referring to you again. The reason is because you are pregnant with her child. And now the reporters again find you at my house. Your address, because your old house is empty!"

Yasmin immediately sat down after hearing Santi's words. Why did Hilman say that to reporters? Yasmin instantly fell silent without a word. He thought hard about this news.

"Yes! Yasmin! You hear that?"

"Yes, San. I heard."

"Why don't you know? Now that people know you're pregnant with Hilman's child, they must have made this news splashy. What if Eza finds out, and his parents do too?" 

All of that could have happened. He'll be back in the news because of his position at the company. Journalists will be happy to get this shocking news. After her horrendous divorce, the news of the reunion will be even more shocking. 

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