For the Sake of Heart
Between Aini and Tahira.

Since her little son until now. Tahira was often abused by her husband. Good blow slap even swipe. But the woman was still trying to be patient.

Just shave him off to work. The longer the treatment of her husband's family the more cruel. Once Tahira did not want to pay money for the needs of her husband's family, then her husband threw a blow to his face.

That's the real lady here. Educated woman. Also under pressure. Even worse, his in-laws asked for his salary. Yes, Tahira refused.

But their son is very dear. Her parents loved grandchildren so much.

"So Jaan, want to eat biscuits" Rafi told her grandmother. Dadi in Urdu means grandmother from the father. Or the mother of the father called Dadi. Jaan means baby. Dadi Jaan means grandmother.

"You want my grandson's biscuits" replied Dadi Rafi as she hugged the toddler.

"Tahira asked for money" Dadi Rafi told Rafi's mother.

"What's Ami doing?" ask Tahira.

"Rafi wants biscuits;" replied Tahira.

"Oh my son wants biscuits. Here mama bought it. Come with mama," Tahira asked.

"Don't want to be with my mom" replied Rafi. While running to embrace Dadya.

"Why don't you want to be with Mama?" ask Tahira wonder.

"Please give me the money" replied his father-in-law.

While reaching into the wallet and taking out a hundred Tahira bills handed over to her in-laws.

In Tahira, her son was closer to her mother-in-law. Naturally, because the day of the mother-in-law's day is the one who takes care of her child. Tahira was busy working as well as her husband. They rarely meet their children.

That is why Rafi does not care about the whereabouts of her parents. And that was what her in-laws wanted, too. Her granddaughter is far from her own mother. It was so easy for her in-laws to manage the lives of her children and grandchildren. While the daughter-in-law had to come along.

"Jafar, your mother tried to keep me and my son away" Tahira told her husband.

"Why talk like that? Like it or not they are dadi and pota, you do not have the right to ban their good relations" explained Jafar.

"But I am his mother" Tahira replied.

"Don't look for more, you better shut up. I'll hit you later" replied Jafar rudely.

"Hit if you dare" challenge Tahira.

Plaaakk one hard slap landed onto Tahira's cheek. Kontan alone Tahira retaliated by encouraging her husband. Jafar fell backward due to the impulse arrived his wife.

"Hey what is this? Why fight," lerai.

"This woman doesn't know herself, she doesn't even like that her son's mother is guarding. All this time if not who's looking after?" jafar snaps at his wife.

"I used to want my son to be with me, you guys who want Rafi here" Tahira replied sassy.

"You're supposed to be grateful, aren't you working ? And your son is awake" replied Jafar again.

"I will take my son with me" Tahira replied.

"Try to take it, get out while taking Rafi then I'll beat you up. Women don't know themselves. Get out of here" Jafar drove his wife.

While packing. Tahira came out of the house crying. No longer cared about his son. Rafi who did not understand what was staring blankly at the departure of her mother.

Her parents-in-law loved her granddaughter very much. But it was because of that Rafi became far from her mother. Her in-laws were satisfied to see what happened this morning. His son-in-law had long wanted Jafar to hit Tahira.

"Already Jafar. Just let him go. Instead of shaving his son in the guard even more acting," said his mother Jafar.

"Ami ji, Rafi don't let it be brought with Tahira. Better he's here with ami and the others. What can a woman do without ami? I won't let my son be taken to Tahira's parents' house. Enough is enough for me to give up" replied Jafar.

Indeed Jafar is now more obedient to his mother. Especially about his son. Bisma is also very protective of Rafi. I really love Rafi. A goal is just one to keep Rafi away from her mother.

Tahira rarely returns home to her in-laws in addition to busy work she is lazy to deal with her husband's family.

Choose silence and avoid. While renovating the house that lives in the wake. Land purchased with the proceeds of the sale of jewelry first.

******

Tahira himself who is a native of Pakistan also suffered bad luck. The custom press. Forced to obey the rules made.

Tahira spends more time at work and at home. The house was just built. Not ready to live. All the cost of making his house from his own salary. There was no money for her husband. Because his in-laws disagree. Better to fix Jafar's parents' house than to help Tahira's house finance.

"Jafar can you please add three more lakhs?" ask Tahira at that time.

"I don't want to. My mother disagreed, ", replied Jafar.

"But this is our home! We have it, there are your brother and your parents. What will we be together will continue to be in limitations" Tahira replied again.

"As far as you. Obviously I won't help. I have been arguing against my mother all along. I don't want to hurt my mother anymore. Whether you like it or not is up to you. We are husband and wife. But you also know that your work incriminates me and my son" Jafar replied at length.

"Don't you know I work before marriage? Why are you having trouble now?" ask Tahira to Jafar.

"But you also don't want to understand my mother's feelings, what's wrong with you liking her a little? Ok you are right! You used to want our son your mother to take care of. But have you forgotten our customs?" answer Jafar at length.

"How can I please your mother if she herself has no taste for love. Anything wants more. Your father has a salary, even then according to your mother less. You have a salary he still asks with me" Tahira replied.

"Why talk about my mother?" ask Jafar.

"I'm speaking reality. And I can't fulfill all your mother's requests" Tahira replied upsetly.

The day Tahira Jafar fights is money. Jafar's mother always demanded money either on Jafar or Tahira. Even the bisma often ask for money. But Bhishma himself also works.

The reason they ask for money is because Rafi is the one who guards them. It was not really a problem for Tahira to give money. But he himself is building his house. While the money for the cost of her own house does not want to help. For the reason that he also wants to repair the house occupied by his parents.

*******

"Knees." There was a voice calling to him. On the left there is no one. When going to continue his footsteps Tahira in the face of someone.

"Haiiii..," he cried in surprise. Tahira almost hit that guy.

"Maha." Even the man laughed.

"Basic," Tahira.

"Don't be angry" joked his friend.

"You what?" ask Tahira.

"Look good last night I'm gonna go get some dudh. At your in-laws' house. Actually the dudh was sold again by your in-laws. He has long sold again dudh that day taken the same dudh craftsman around," said friends Tahira at length.

"You mean, the dudh I used to pay was sold again to my in-laws?" ask Tahira.

"Indeed," replied the woman.

"I have the heart to deceive me" muttered Tahira.

"I'm just grateful to you, already tell me," replied Tahira resignedly.

*******

Tahira is a Pakistani woman who also experiences cruel customs. While Aini actually gets sweet treatment in the bitter mouth in the heart.

Between Tahira and Aini there is no hostility at all. But the treatment of Jafar's mother to Tahira's children is different to Aini's children.

Naturally, because Aini is Furqan's adopted daughter. Tahira is the wife of his biological son.

So is Bisma. Son of Jafar he treated special. While Furqan's children often become a symbol of frustration.

"This is how you doing? Are you okay?" ask Tahira.

"Come away," replied Aini floating.

"Why?"

"Your parents and your brother-in-law have always troubled me. Come here often and make my child not free to play. If you don't like us why bother our lives?" aini Curate.

"Bring your in-laws, too" Tahira said.

"Lying, he himself said that Furqan had nothing to do with him" replied Aini.

Actually Aini Tahira relationship deteriorated no more because of the treatment of in-laws to the son of Tahira and son of Aini.

If Tahira actually does not care if his son is used by his in-laws. He knows his son is well awake.

*******

"So my toy was taken Akram," whined Rafi at her grandmother.

"What toys?" ask grandma.

"That's in Akram's hands, ask dadi, get it," whine Rafi again.

"Akrammmmm" cried Dadi Rafi.

Akram ran into the hiding house. Seeing that Aini tried to find out what was going on.

"People, what's up, son? Try the story with ami," Aini told her son.

"It's mine, it's Rafi likes to ask. I don't want to share. He is also stingy if he has toys" Akram replied.

"Where is Akram?" ask Tahira's in-laws.

"Why?"ask Aini.

"She took my grandson Rafi's toy, told him to return it," replied Rafi annoyed.

"Rafi, Akram says it's her toy! Why would you ask?" ask Aini.

"But I like it" Rafi's whine is becoming more and more so.

"That means it's not yours! Yes, it is natural that Akram does not want to share with you. Your toy if borrowed Akram you also do not like, right?" ask Aini.

Hearing Aini and Rafi's conversation instead of being embarrassed in-laws Tahira, even more forcing Akram to give to Rafi.

"Akrammm out," cried Dadi Rafi.

"No way," cried Akram from inside the house.

"Review you well if I see outside later! Foreign son-in-law is brash," said Tahira's in-laws glaring at Aini,

Aini's hot heart made him. " Your spoiled child has people to ask for as well, has no one else to borrow, you don't know shame" Aini replied to Tahira's in-laws.

"Hey what did you say? Say it one more time" replied tahira.

"Your spoiled grandson has someone to ask for as well" replied Aini.

"Cream is bigger than Rafi. Why didn't Bole ask for her?" answer dadi Rafi.

"Hahaha already do not know shame in addition to not know yourself. Rafi's parents are rich why her son became like this. People's children's toys want to be asked," replied Aini.

With grumbling Tahira's in-laws went out of Aini's house. In his heart he nagged trus.

Aini now did not want to be silent anymore. What else is Akram. All are always evil the same Akram. What else is Rafi.

Tahira's father-in-law is none other than Kalla Furqan. Kalla Furqan hates Aini. Furqan now has a home of its own. He used to be a little hitchhiking at his old house.

"Your son please be taught, do not be evil as my grandson," said Dadi Rafi.

"Why again my son, you also know your grandson is wrong. Blame the children of people.

"Awas your son later, once again if I try to hurt my grandson I will tell you to reply," replied Dadi Rafi.

Today again Rafi and Akram fight. His name is a child. But Dadi Rafi did not accept that Rafi was hurt. Even if Rafi's wrong first.

"Kram , what else is it today? Why don't you hear Ami's words?" say Aini to Akram.

"Why can't I play. Rafi free to play. I also want to play" Akram replied.

"But you can play with Ali, why play with him? You know Rafi's own family has a nature. He would accept if his son was blamed" replied Aini.

"Why is Rafi and her family with us evil Ami?" ask Akram.

"Because you're not his grandson. Your father is not his son and surely your mother is not his daughter-in-law" Aini replied at length.

Aini just wants her son better play alone brother sister. With children, people do not need to.

"Why can't I play with other kids?" asked Akram with his mother many times.

"My son Akram, how many times have you fought with children out there? And how many times did Ami get the report? With other children if they fight parents they will not accept! Meanwhile, if you and your sister fight, your parents can't possibly fight, right? Because you are siblings," said Aini at length.

"But Ami with Ali is not cool to play," Akram replied again.

"Then why not make it cool? Anyway Ami doesn't like you to play with people's children. Point. Understood?" answer Aini again.

How often people complain to Aini about Akram. Sometimes it is Akram who is ignorant. But sometimes people who deliberately menjahilin Akram. And the one that Akram blamed.

While Aini's husband considers himself to be over-responsive to child problems. Boys often make parents dizzy. It is better for your child to play at home.

Aini's harsh treatment of her children, by not allowing playing outside even become a mockery for Rafi.

"You can't go out yeyeye. How happy Rafi is to tease Aini's son.