For the Sake of Heart

For the Sake of Heart
Rise from sorrow against injustice.


Aini is very fluent here. But talking to people here who never went to school is still a bit difficult. Because most of the women here never even went to school.


Even if the ordinary school does not end. If you can read it, read it normally they are only at home. Or rather their parents are reluctant to school their children what else are women.


"What's up, sir ?" ask a paroh-aged woman.


"Well answer Aini." There is a woman here who asks but she does not speak in the official language she uses the regional language.


"You didn't go to Walimah today" the woman asked in full search.


Because the person who never speaks thick school speaks in the language of the region Aini Kesel if Aini understands what he means but Aini is lazy to answer.


"Why do you speak the local language in the national language?" aini replied a little annoyed.


"I don't understand what you're talking about?" again, that woman speaks. Aini's mind this guy is a pinter pompous.


"I speak in the national language of your country if you do not understand what it means that you are not educated," replied Aini was already very upset. He does not like people who speak in the local language.


Finally, he said no to the school, his face flushed with embarrassment.


"Yah your education is only customary and like the habits of women here like to take care of people's affairs, just take care of their own affairs just not really," replied Aini with faseh. Makes the woman even more upset.


"What is this." Suddenly another woman came to hear Aini's conversation but she could speak urdu.


"This person speaks the regional language he knows I don't really understand eh instead say don't understand my words," replied Aini again.


"But your urdu language is clear I understand you are speaking urdu" answered the woman.


"means right? If you understand my urdu, it means I speak the Urdu vocabulary correctly, if he does not understand it means he is a fool. I wasn't. Indeed, if I speak in Indonesian you understand?" ask Aini.


That's a woman's habit here. In the past, even those who talk like to laugh at Aini. Because the Urdu Aini language is reversed. Now even Aini can answer everyone who speaks mocking him.


Aini speak the official language in their answer in the regional language. After that he said he did not understand what Aini said. Make sure they are sick after the test they do not understand what.


"Sister you speak Urdu faseh. Maybe they are used to it in the village. Never knew anyone from the outside."


"I was also surprised. He who doesn't understand my problems is laughed at. They should be ashamed. Well it's natural that people never go to school" replied Aini again.


"Let's just let him do the dishes." Aini heard her brother-in-law talk about forbidding the other brother-in-law from working she wanted Aini to do it, because they wanted to go to the market.


"This will clean your house we want to shop to the market, there will be guests who come messy house," he ordered.


"Just let your stomach go full, now go to the market and I clean everything, I'll just wash the dishes that I dirty earlier the others you dirty so you clean it," answer Aini no less ketus. Answering this brother-in-law should be sniffed.


"Why don't you help? You're not going anywhere" replied his brother-in-law in surprise.


"Oh you know where I'm not going so you can use it" replied Aini.


"What is this stormy woman. Housework won't," nagged her brother-in-law again.


"If you don't want to come clean, why do you live here? I'll just clean up what I'm wearing. That's the rest of your stuff. Why am I the one who told you to clean up."


That's how it's always so Aini's sick of her brother-in-law or someone else coming. They know where Aini is never going so they love to come and go.


"Bring your wife that way". Her brother complained to Aini's husband.


"Why is he?" asked Brother.


"Where is he told not to go when he's not going?" answer his sister again.


"Indeed I'm your babu? like to set me and you why often come here your man's house is nothing?" ask Aini. Getting upset at being reported to her own husband.


"Why is this why I talk so equally?" ask Aini's Husband.


"Indeed, he was married but kept going here and here chat if you have a lot of money is okay, but you for me and my son are often not enough to eat, unfortunately you," replied Aini.


"You don't embarrass me. If you do not want to serve him as a guest you should try to do good," replied Husband Aini.


"You who have no shame, you should know and you don't want to know."


"You are outrageous it's our custom that if you want to stay here you must follow the custom here, otherwise you just go from here home."


"Who wants to stay here? If you really ngusir me you make all the documents I love my new money go," challenge Aini. That's very little ngusir. Tickets are not purchased.


"You are the one who takes care of all I have no money," replied his brother-in-law without shame.


"I really don't have your money if you want to go, don't even fight" Aini's husband began to heat up.


"To eat children alone is not enough still pretentious acting custom I can also find money if I am a woman, even if I am, we Indonesian women can find money not the same as your married women still ask for the same family," replied Aini.


"This is our custom", she argued. Without any shame.


"Yes right your custom, begging not to eat with your own efforts, proof that you have married still often come. So naturally your husband's family treats you too is not good. Because you are just as customary and you can't stand it either, and you remember well well well if later I have a job and get a salary trus I can buy food for me and my son do you still have shame ?" answer Aini loudly.


"Well, get a job out of the house."


"I'm not a fool in my house, I can get money" replied Aini.


"Good then."


"Well, if I can prove to you, are you still proud of your custom?" ask Aini.


"Prove that your new effort is to talk."


Aini did her job a few months ago but it hasn't worked. Because of net constraints he does not have a net network.


Tired of being sad about the state of money to eat alone is not enough anything else to buy clothes.


If you do not remember the child, he must have left here long ago. All for the sake of his son, because Aini does not want his son to be a victim of his selfishness. Poor they think Aini. So whatever it is, Aini stays on until her son grows up and finishes school.


Actually school affairs, Aini's husband is very attentive, he does not want his son not to go to school. Indeed, public schools are cheap but for school affairs, her husband chose private. And Aini was so grateful.


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"Ami ji why don't we just move? I don't like the people here" said Aini's eldest son.


"Patience darling. Maybe someday we can get out of here" replied Aini. Hugging his son. "How was school today?" ask Aini.


"It's usually Ami. I'm bored. Friends always bother me" replied Aini's son.


"You're patient. You're mama's proud son. You're big fast. Then we'll arrange everything. Where do you want to live?" answer Aini.


"Ami, how about we move to Indonesia?" ask her son again.


"It's a shame that there will be something bothering you. Trus? Want to move here again?" ask Aini.


"There's the Ami family, of course I'm happy there. I'm here bored," the boy replied again.


In his eyes his eldest son tried to give the right answer. " Look. You also go to school. Well there too right? Try if later moved trus there are children who interfere, can make? Better finish your school. We just moved in. There is no need for school anymore. How's it?" ask Aini. The one who followed the nod of the head sign agreed by the clever boy.


God has made our lives easy. Even if you live in your own family environment. But the child is stressed. And so is Aini.


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Sitting alone. At midnight Aini wakes up a lot. Realizing their fate.


"Fine." Apparently Aini's youngest son woke up.


"Yes, baby why? Wanna drink?" ask Aini.


"Ami.takut," whined the little boy. Hugging his mother.


"Why baby? Are you having nightmares?" Aini tries to calm her son .It seemed like her heartbreak had a bad impact on her son.


"Female, drink some water."


"Beautiful to Ami" replied Aini. He rushed to the kitchen and brought a glass of water.


Trangggl.... Suddenly the glass in the gang fell. Kontan woke her husband.


"What's wrong?" ask husband.


"So he asked for a drink, after drinking the time I took the glass down," replied Aini.


"Why hasn't my baby slept? Come on papa?" call father.


"Ami wants to sleep with papa," whined her son. While pointing at his father.


"Yes here ami interracial, sleep well," said Aini while kissing her son's forehead.