Not the Image of Rashmi
BCR #39. REBELLING

Asmi grabbed black hair that decomposed, in addition to being thick, but Asmi's hair wavy large at the bottom to make it chaotic like aunty kun.

At this hour he has not taken a shower, has not even changed his clothes, Asmi did not care.

Calls from college friends he ignored, including messages from Alvaro.

"Neng, this opened first."

Chellek, jeblag!

His face was tangled, "astagfirullah," murmured Nawang tea and aplenty saw Asmi's chaotic look.

The girl stared at the fire with her eyes puffy and flat, grabbed the back of her hands and kissed her, "new weed home?"

Apih touched and cupped Asmi's cheeks, "neng Asmi has eaten?"

Asmi shook her head, "yet. Asmi again dieting, fearing later dana Agah do not like Asmi again, later the Agah nullify matchmaking, and then, Asmi hit by spray amih.said Asmi women do not know in the end----" suddenly his mouth trembled and his tears flowed down the river.

Nawang shook his head unable to see it.

"Astagfirullah," apih hugged Asmi with all the warmth of a father, but then Asmi just let go of his embrace, "fair said, "fair said, there were too many heads of families who hung the fate of his wife's stomach in the factory, at home, and at the restaurant, so Asmi left aside matters of the heart, affairs of happiness for what according to amih is the same as the best. There is a dignity and honor that Asmi must put first over personal matters."

Asmi then just passed through the apih and Nawang towards the middle room.

Nawang looked at the whole messy room of Asmi, "o Allah..."

Katresna, Bajra, Candra and Amih turned their heads for a moment.

"Miss,"

"Amih, until Asmi's apology same raden ajeng Kutamaya also den Agah.lain time Asmi will accept if she picks up," back Asmi hit his heart into the deepest trough so that it will not be able to come back again.

"Asmi," a Bajra approached her disheveled sister.

"Neng, come with aa for a second?" bring him. Asmi looked at Bajra blankly, "where? To hell?" he chuckled, "this is hell, a...want where else?"

Katresna had sobbed and moved from there a little further away but did not leave.

"Asmi!" reprimand amih.

"To the hospital," Bajra replied persuading.

Asmi shook her head, "Asmi's not sick!" he gawked away while tidying his hair, Ambu! Ambu Lilis, Asmi wants to be made by bandrek, can you?! That's instant, nothing!" he screamed towards the kitchen.

"Shey see?!" ask Bajra. He joined his son-in-law.

"Nawang has spoken to a psychiatrist, has made an appointment as well. Just stay waiting for the Asninya neng aja," said Nawang.

"Asmi's not crazy, Nawang!" sahut amih was inflamed when Nawang told the psychiatrist.

"Psychiatrists are not for crazy patients, either" Bajra explained.

"The wrong thing, too imposing a will. Apih who was too high expectations without wanting to know Rashmi's feelings, before it was too late. Just persuade or force Asmi to see a psychiatrist." apih word down.

"Oh, Asmi is fine! It just has to be controlled!" Amih is still an alibi, his coercive attitude is a form of defensive to his own logic that says if the contribution is large for what happened to Asmi.

"Astagfirullah mih, try to see the association of Asmi! Asmi does not have many friends and we know that, we also know them! So where is it wrong? Salah Asmi has a friend?!"

Katresna is eager to hit the head of her in-laws with a hammer, the wrong one is not Rashmi's association, but the brain of her in-laws who are too obsessed with Asmi's perfect life, it seems to design Asmi's life in such a way as Asmi is her puppet according to what she wants.

Her power in-laws were little time less playing barbie!

Katresna fizzed, "it was amih tuh besides tea!" whisper to Nawang.

Asmi rolled on her bed, tonight she had trouble sleeping.

Working on campus assignments was useless because his brain was suddenly empty, unable to think.

Asmi just plays her phone and looks at social media, she just thinks usually she will be sleepy by playing the phone.

Suddenly a notification landed on Asmi's phone.

*Not sleeping*?

A smile rose on Asmi's face among the lights of the cell phone, "kang kuman?"

*Udah* 😴

The answer, just immediately replied with a lazy face emot from Alva, Asmi laughed a little there, considering that the face represents the flat face of Alvaro today.

Asmi widens her smile gaining Alvaro's attention.

*Nor has not slept*.

Alvaro was typing his message and Asmi could not wait to get Alvaro's answer, at least not far from the word yes or no.

*It wants to sleep, but you also have to sleep*. Pinta Alvaro, Asmi nodded in place, long enough they even argue with each other sending messages until finally Alvaro asked Asmi to immediately turn off the phone.

*See you kang germ, nice dream*.

*Too, sleep well daki*.

Although only a short and simple answer, Asmi felt comfortable with Alvaro, there was no pretense, coercion and persuasion. Everything was flowing as they wanted and felt right now.

Asmi did not talk much as usual, she seemed silent and silent at the dining table.

If asked he answered as necessary, no more nosy babbles that can make laughter all the inhabitants of the dining table and even the house, he really became as he wanted.

"Asmi permission to exit abis magrib" he said.

Amih immediately saw it fierce, "where are you going?"

"Dikasih tickets same tea Katresna, watch the theater want to invite you. Darling rather than mubadzir." answered coldly. Apih stared fiercely as his wife was about to open her mouth.

"Do you want to win Mang Dedi?" ask apih.

Asmi nodded, "can. Let the Dedi mang not get sprayed again, kasian."

Apih sighed glancing at Amih, he did know that his wife was too protective of his sons but he did not expect that Sekar Taji would focus so much possessive attitude towards Asmi.

Asmi is special, Asmi is liked by someone who coveted many other nobles but he also did not expect if his wife to sacrifice Asmi.

After all from the wife, Asmi had a response to Agah but in fact.....

"Flame," his eyes bought, but was held by the husband.

Asmi came out with torn jeans in some parts, no matter how the amih will glare and turn into a hulk, this might be said to be a form of Asmi's rebellious attitude towards the authority of the Amih.

"Astagfirefull!" exclaimed as Asmi stood up from her chair. Even though Asmi is still dressed, what if Asmi gets swallowed by the jank?!

"Asmi's Feng!" his yell. Asmi ran out of the house and asked Dedi to immediately hit the gas.

"African?!" Fajrin chuckles at Asmi's outfit today.

"Wewwww, neng Asmi! Where is the style!" elisa's laughter, actually he's not strange to see this outfit. It's just that Asmi was never like this when going to college or openly like this, Asmi will edann only on concert night!

"Once!" answer Asmi. Honestly, Asmi looks more rawrrr! Without her feminine style.

"Va, is that Asmi?!" show Filming.

Alvaro directed his gaze at the direction of the Filman index.

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