For the Sake of Heart
Reason Tahira

After almost a week, it was time for Tahira to leave. Because of the duty call. As a Pakistani woman it is very difficult to get married working.

But from the beginning Tahira and Jafar already have an agreement. That Tahira will still work.

Jafar could understand. Because before dating Tahira was already working. Tahira woman university graduate. There was no way he would quit his job if he were married.

He remains confident of his decision. Of course, his in-laws did not accept it. Because that way, Tahira had a reason not to bring Jehez.

"You'd better stop working" said her in-laws before Tahira left.

"Sorry before marriage, Jafar and I have agreed on this, I hope you can accept" Tahira replied.

"Then don't make it a working excuse not to bring jehez, '" her father-in-law argued. Start showing a dislike face.

"I'm sorry I have to leave, the invitation has come, I will inform you again" Tahira replied in a hurry. Because I don't want to be late. The car that picked up was waiting.

I better hurry up Tahira muttered. If not, he will ask for this gold. Now it's my right. I have to take it once. So that I can sell it to buy land.

Just a few moments in the car the invitation turned out to be right. Tahira said, Her mother-in-law asked her about the gold Tahira was wearing.

"Well, where do you keep the gold you're wearing?" asked her in-laws.

"Sorry mom, I was in a hurry so I didn't have time to open it" Tahira gave an excuse. He intends to sell it later. Now is the opportunity to sell it. Even though this is a gift given by her in-laws, but now it is her right. Why should I ask back.

"Are you deliberately looking for an excuse?", with her upset in-laws grumbling.

"Sorry mom, I'm not looking for excuses. This is my right anyway. Why do I have to ask permission to bring it?"

"Fastly maybe you should return it, okay?", hardened in-laws.

"Sorry ma'am, then I have to sell this gold. Why do I love you after that I ask you to come back? It is better not to be loved" Tahira said.

Across there her mother-in-law kept nagging. Indeed Tahira plans to sell this marriage gold. Otherwise, it will be asked to continue.

Tahira arrived at the task. And start a work routine. His home is not far from where he works.

His mother was with him. Tahira invited him. While her husband Jafar once took a leave of absence and came to Tahira's place.

"Mother how's mom doing?" Tahira was worried that her mother had fallen ill because she thought of herself.

"It's okay, kid! I'm thinking only of you" replied his mother.

"Mom don't think too much about me, everything will be fine" said Tahira lirih. Even in his own heart he was not sure of what he said.

"What about your embellishment? What are you going to do with her?", his mother investigated.

"I plan to sell it to mom. Before I came here my in-laws were willing to be returned. But , it was exactly right that the car had come and I rushed away. Apparently he called me. I answer that this is my right."

"What does your husband say?", if you sell."

"Mother, I'm hungry to rest first. We'll talk about it again. Mommy cooks what smells like cooking from the kitchen. I'm going to go to the kitchen first," actually the reason Tahira's hungry and going to the kitchen.

Deep down he was also angry. What will Jafar say. If he were to sell this embellishment. But he thought he was mature.

Tahira has a steady job. Why afraid. If now buy land first, in the future just build it again. And Tahira did not want to stay at her in-laws' house.

Why stay there. There is no personal space. This is the reality of life in Pakistan. Even native Pakistanis if you want to be honest do not like their own customs. But again with the reasons made to comply with custom.

These native women here also feel their own customary cruelty. It is flat so. Trus what about Aini who's a stranger.

The arrival of Aini actually has nothing to do with custom. Because also they did not hold the marriage of Aini and Furqan. But still in demand Aini must worship her husband's family.

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Back to Tahira.

"How are you, baby", I miss you so much. The distinctive sound of Jafar warms the mood of Tahira.

"Okay, how are you? If you want to come here, I miss you too" Tahira replied again.

"Prophey well, maybe another week. I will ask for leave" Jafar told his girlfriend. Indeed in the hearts of the two lovebirds in drunken love it holds a deep longing.

But they are not the type of people. They are educated people. The one police officer and the one teacher who got the mandate of teaching the new students. Tahira school majoring in "Farmacy". But now his job is to train nurses in the hospital.

The job he got now, not without a hitch. Jafar helped him a lot. That is why togetherness grows the seed of love between them.

Their long story. But it is also customary to make them tormented. Even if equally educated.

******

Tahira's pregnant

"Why does your darling pale? Let's go to the doctor?", Jafar suggested as soon as he saw his wife was not feeling well.

"No, I am also a doctor myself" replied Tahira weakly. Face's pale. Her body is hot.

"But I was worried about seeing your presence?", Jafar tried to persuade Tahira.

"I just want to rest, maybe I'm too tired" elak Tahira. Because he felt that the real cause of this fever was something strange. Feeling sick in the morning.

"Ok alright. You rest first I'll buy fruits." Jafar went out of the room leaving his wife. Outside, there was Tahira's mother, who brought warm soup for her son.

"What's the matter, Jafar? Where are you going in the morning?", asked Tahira's mother. Since marriage, her mother has been with her child.

"You go to the market, Mom, you want something? Let me buy you later?", asked Jafar to his in-laws.

"No need, I don't want anything" Tahira's mother replied to her ex. She is not the kind of mother who likes to trouble children. Even if he understands his son's dutiful son.

"Then drop Tahira first," as he passed out of the house.

Jafar was worried about Tahira. Tahira is not usually like this. But he had no thoughts that his wife was two-bodied.

*****

"Darling to see what I've brought?" , Jafar cheerfully came home with a lot of fruits. But his steps stopped seeing his wife asleep.

"Son Jafar, Tahira has just gone to sleep" said his father-in-law.

"All right, ma'am, keep it all. Later he woke up in the field, right," replied Jafar.

In his wife's hand. Then kiss her slowly. Because he did not want to wake his wife.

An hour passed. Tahira awoke to the surprise of seeing Jafar sleeping on the side of the bed in a sitting position. On the door of her husband's head.

"Jafaro... Why sleep so? Get your body down here.

Slowly Jafar went up to the bed and continued his sleep. Tahira smiled at her husband's behavior. Disemboweled by her husband's body. In the man's brow kiss. And Jafar's countenance changed with a smile of accepting his wife's treatment.

Tahira walked out of the room. Letting her husband rest. In the living room, she saw her mother daydreaming. "Open what? What do you think?", asked Tahira.

"Son, what's your next plan? Jafar must know, if you have sold your jewelry. Including jewelry that your in-laws love," said her mother hesitantly. Afraid that their conversation will be heard by Jafar.

"Mom, I've been thinking. Don't worry, everything will be fine. I will speak frankly to Jafar. If I had sold that. To buy land. I will start building my own house. Because I also do not want to ride in the house of in-laws," Tahira said at length to his mother. Because Tahira knew her mother from the very beginning of her marriage was always thinking of her. Fear of her son being mistreated by her husband's family. And it turns out that's true.

Arrived the door to open slowly. Jafar had woken up smiling at the mother and son who were talking earlier. None other than his in-laws and his wife.

"Awake? Do you want to take a shower?", asked Tahira to her husband.

"Well, I want to take a shower" replied Jafar. While heading to the bathroom.

"Well, after the shower, eat before we go to the doctor" Tahira said.

"Why? Are you still sick? Dear I am very worried about you?", replied Jafar while examining Tahira.

"There are no important problems, just take me to the doctor," Tahira replied.

"Mmm okay,".

Rrrrr.....

Water to the body begins to feel cold biting bone. Because it's already entering winter.

Jafar shower immediately. Because it does not last long cold. And imagine a glass of warm drink. Soon he's out of the bathroom. Once through the dining table there is a smell of appetizing soup.

"Well, who makes it?" ask Jafar.

"Have finished the bath, come here! I haven't eaten either. Let's eat the same."

"Goodly dear," she grinned Jafar at his wife who made his wife smile by her husband's mannerisms.

"You want to use rice? Ask Tahira.

"Yes mix rice and chatni sauce, too" replied Jafar. Chatni is a typical Pakistani sambal ulek. Made from the leaves of a kind of saledri, but not saledri. From coriander leaves. Saledri.

"How's your job? Are you going to move here too?", asked Tahira.

"I don't know, I'm still experimenting there. If my request is accepted, I might be able to move here. Let us meet every day" Kerling Jafar smiled.

"Well, I hope. Today we go to the doctor to confirm my condition."

"alright. Have you taken the doctor's schedule? Ask Jafar.

"No, the doctor's my friend we'll go straight to the clinic. So there is no need to bother," replied Tahira.

After they finished eating, they prepared to leave. Her mother who had been watching her son and daughter-in-law felt that there was an uncomfortable feeling covering her heart. But again, he cannot reveal.

"Mom, I'm saying goodbye first" Tahira tried to calm her mother. And I believe there is no problem.

"The heart of mother's prayer is with you" answered her mother softly. While kissing his daughter's forehead.

******

Tahira is 5 months pregnant. And of course the two couples are happy. But in Tahira's heart tried to gather the best words to talk about jewelry.

"Good you're pregnant! But why check now? But all is well , the baby is in good health" replied the obstetrician.

"Thank you doctor, excuse me first," Tahira came out while led by Jafar.

"It's a shame we stopped by at the cafe near here, there's something I want to tell you," Tahira heartily spoke to her husband.

"alright". With a swift Jafar to the Cafe. After parking the motor. They are looking for a comfortable seat to sit.

"Jafar I have something to say. However, later it will also be discovered, therefore it is better for me to know first" Tahira explained slowly but surely.

Jafar looked at his wife's face. Suddenly he felt something unusual. Jewelry that was worn the other day was absent. Jafar was suspicious.

"Tahira, where's your jewelry? Why don't you wear it?", asked Jafar.

"That's what I want to say, I've sold everything including the jewelry you give," Tahira replied.

"Whataaa??????? Whyyy????

"I bought land" Tahira replied.

"Why don't you ask my permission? You know to come here I want to take all the jewelry," Jafar snapped.

How surprised Tahira to see the attitude of Jafar. He's never been this angry. There is indeed a gift from the Jafar family. But there is also what Tahira himself has. It was obvious her husband said he wanted to take it all.

"What do you mean by that? Why take it all? This is also my right. You give it as a wedding gift why should it be taken again?" , he asked in a tubi.

"You're making me hard, my mother is definitely angry, and it will complicate our relationship" Jafar replied.

Tahira did not care about her husband's anger. After the incident at the cafe. Jafar went home to his parents. His mother was angry.

And do not accept what Tahira did. His mother made Tahira move into his house. He no longer wanted to lose twice.

After the jewelry is sold. He was waiting for the birth of his son. Tahira still quarreled with Jafar. Tahira's mother who knows her son's condition is getting sad. Even he's sick.

"Jafar, after your wife gave birth bring your son here. All the stuff there. I no longer want to hear any excuses" replied his mother firmly.

"Alright ma'am we just wait after giving birth," replied Jafar obediently. Because he doesn't want to get his mother's wrath again. And it is better that his son lives with his mother. Than his wife. Who will take care of.

"And remember I don't want you to always follow your wife's wishes" her mother threatened.

"What mother is there?" asked Jafar.

"Nothing is enough" replied Jafar's mother.