For the Sake of Heart
Bisma silently meets ex

Since separating from her husband. Bisma lives with her parents. But if you go sewing course Bhishma and kasif silent to meet. Desas desus meeting Bisma and Kasif already spread in the big family.

The mother of Bhishma has no power to advise her child. Because after all Bhishma and Kasif love each other. Often relatives see them caught alone. And Jafar as brother couldn't do much.

"What else should I do for this child" said the mother.

"Desas desus desus meeting them all families already know," replied Jafar.

"Try you nasehatin him, do not embarrass the family. They're divorced. Now quietly meet," replied Jafar's mother.

"Ami ji why force the will? Ami wants Bisma divorced. While they were now silently meeting. Who's wrong" asked Jafar.

*******

Today, Bhishma has made the same covenant. And he lied to his family on purpose that he had a meeting with a fellow classmate.

Bisma from home has prepared provisions. If it's slow to go home.

"Ami ji's. I will go to a friend's house there is a fellow friend's event there. Maybe I came home slow," said Bisma to her charity.

"Let bhai jafar take you there" said Ami Bisma.

"Oh no need . I go the same later. We're gathering at the course," elak Bhishma.

"can't. If you want to go let your bhai deliver. Point. I don't want any more excuses. As soon as the event is over you have to go home immediately," said the mother firmly. Because he's heard the rumour about Bhishma.

"Did Ami not believe me? Why should I be suspected? Ami, don't be! I am entitled to my life" replied Bhishma.

"If you are entitled to your life, then I as the woman who conceives you is much more entitled," his mother snapped. Of course Bisma understood what her mother meant. But Bisma was desperate. He will meet with Kasif.

This time the Bhishma is between Jafar to the course. There Jafar asked the friend who made the meeting.

"Bisma, you know our nature. So I hope you don't be like that. Now show your friend who made the meeting" said Jafar.

"Bhi did you yourself forget? You also denied ami! Now if I also refute him, why would Bhai interfere?" ask Bisma.

"Why are you making things difficult for yourself. What people say. Everybody is talking about you. Ami is mind. You better not be stupid" Jafar said.

"can't. I love Kasif. If my mother had divorced me. Now you will let me remarry with Kasif" replied Bisma, not to be outdone. He knew Jafar would never force himself again.

"Where's your friend?" ask Jafar.

"Bhai Jafar's. You better just go home. Just take care of your wife. He also often makes our ami difficult," said Bisma diverted the conversation. "It was a long time ago.. I want to go inside first" replied Bhishma again. While passing into the building where he Course. In my heart how happy he is. Will meet his girlfriend.

"Hi Bhishma how are you."

"good. How are you," asked Bhishma.

"Yes thank God good also." Suddenly there was a text coming in. It is from kasif. He said he was waiting at the gate.

Smiling, the bisma rose. "I'm sorry I said it first. Already picked up," said Bisma with a smile.

"Who? Is that your ex? What if your family finds out?" ask Bisma's friend bertubi tubi.

"Just calm. If they knew it, they could not do much. I love Kasif. And I want to be back with him" replied Bhishma as she passed away leaving her friend.

As soon as he exited the course building, Bisma saw someone waving a hand at him. The bisma smiled at the man.

"Let's go" said the man. The other is Kassif.

"How's your family? You've overcome if later we go home slowly," said Kasif. Holding the hand of Bhishma.

"Don't worry. They won't talk much. Even if they know that we have met," replied Bhishma again. While dressing spoiled in Kasif's arms.

"Mmhhh hopefully so," replied Kasif casually. It was already looming in the man's mind what they would do later. Of course with all the preparation.

"Where are we going? I want us to spend the day alone," whined spoiled Bisma.

"Quiet I've booked where we dated. And you will enjoy with satisfaction later ok," replied Kasif again.

Not long until the pair of lovers in a beautiful inn. The air in that place was so cold. Very comfortable to love.

"Let's go inside" asked Kasif. Because he had already booked a room.

********

It turns out that Bisma has prepared self-safety. She's been injecting anti-pregnant. They often enjoy the husband and wife relationship.

Actually it was only the selfishness of the mother of Bhishma that made her reckless to do so. On paper, they are divorced. But the truth is they always meet.

kinggg....

"Hallo Bisma, bhai Jafar called me earlier asking for you" said friend Bisma.

"What did you say?" ask Bisma.

"I said the show is over soon, where are you? When's home?" ask my friend Bhishma again.

"Now we are out of the inn," replied Bhishma again.

Hang up the phone and pack your bags home. Hopefully quickly get there before bhai Jafar comes murmuring Bisma.

"Cassive. We have to go home now, I'll go to my brother first. Could be mad at him later. Let's hurry and let's go" said Bisma.

"alright. When will we meet again" replied Kasif.

"But I want my mother to accept us. I don't want to be silent anymore" replied Bisma.

After the two lovebirds were packing. And glide to the house of my friend Bisma. Just a few minutes before Jafar came to pick up Bisma.

kinggg...

"Bism. Is the show over?" ask Jafar.

"Had bhai, pick me up at a friend's house" replied Bhishma. Waving his hands to his girlfriend. The bisma waited for her brother to come. And hope Kasif is invisible to Jafar.

"Your brother's house has arrived" said friend Bisma. He looked at Bisma carefully.

"But when do you keep this up? Shouldn't you be frankly the same family?" advice again.

"I don't want this either! I was trying to get my mother to accept our relationship" replied Bhishma.

"May your mother soon understand your desires" replied her friend. Only his friend understands the desire of Bhishma. And give support to keep fighting. Let your own mother give up.

"Yes I was saying goodbye. Thank you all, "Bisma said goodbye because Jafar had been waiting for you. Hurry up and go out to see his brother.

"Let's go home. It's started maghrib. Why don't you get out quickly? It's been ten minutes I've been standing here" said Jafar. Because the bisma is deliberately slow.

"Yes. Please hold this bag.I hold a large bag. I went to the bathroom first, so it was slow," replied Bhishma giving an excuse.

"I don't want you to keep doing this. Enough this last time. You are a divorced woman. It's not good to come out like this" said Jafar firmly.

The motor is speeding. And up to the quarter of the red light road, apparently there is a kasif on duty. But he pretended not to see. They had just separated after spending time together.

"Why did he see you," asked Jafar lying. Though he himself knew that Kasif did not see them. The temple did not see.

"Who ?" bisma asked while looking left right.

"Your ex-husband" replied Jafar.

Green light on, car motor starts road. And then the bag that was brought fell. Because Jafar forgot to tie it up. Motor stops to the side of the road.

"Why did it fall anyway," said Jafar.

"You stand here first let me take it." Half-run Jafar chased the bag earlier. It turned out to have been picked to the edge by Kasif. If it can not be crushed by the motor and the car that drove.

"This is next time the heart," said K.asif nervously.

Jafar looked into the pouch. And his eyes were fixed on the paper."Wait for. Why is there a paper with your name on it? And the name of the inn?" tanya Jafar suspiciously held back furious. Turns out Bisma lied.

"I don't understand? What paper?" Kasif looks really nervous.

"Here you see," Jafar thrust out the paper. "It turns out you lied to my family. You and the bisma meet again. It turns out you purposely stepped on my family's self-esteem. If you still love Bhishma stay away from him. Understood?" snapped Jafar.

Bhishma already felt something strange. Because old Jafar spoke to Kasif while thrusting the paper.

"Yes my. Why did I forget?. Why didn't I just throw it away? Bisma fidgeting.

While staring intently at Jafar rebuking Bisma."Hurry home! And don't argue anymore. If I still want to consider it adek," said Jafar held back upset and furious.

The motor drove towards their house. It turned out that there was already their mother in front of opening the door.

"Assalamuakaikum," said Bisma.

"Waalaikumsalam, come on in" replied the mother of Bhishma. While being surprised to see Jafar .

"This is your stuff" Jafar told Bisma. Bhishma complied and brought their own goods.

"What's wrong? Why are you angry? What's going on?" ask her mother again. Because Jafar was so upset talking to Bhishma earlier.

"Tell him directly! Just who he went to. We're all being tricked. He said he wanted to meet his friend. Turns out she met her ex-husband." Still with a resentful tone held back the anger.

"What's true your brother said? Bisma you heard no?" mommy Bhishma feels lied to. And very angry. Her son does not appreciate her as a mother.

"Feminine. Why talk like that? If I meet him what's wrong? I love him" replied Bisma

Plaaaakkk one hard slap floated on Bisma's cheek. "Women don't know themselves. Instead of regretting his actions, he answered and rebutted, "Jafar's hardship on Bhishma.

While raising his hand twice his mother broke up. "Already! Don't fight anymore. And you Bhishma came into your room and I don't want to hear your excuses anymore.

While crying, Bisma headed for the room. Lonely lay his body on the bed. And sleep exhausted.

*******

"Popo ji, wake up! Dadi ami called you," said Ponakan Bhishma. While shaking the body shake Bhishma.

"Mmmhh, let's kiss first" said Bisma with Huzel.

"Popo. Anti Aini was angry with me. I went to Yasmin's popo house. Trus Akram got Ami mad."

"Oh.then we'll go there. We share lessons. You do what popo tells you to do" said Bisma. Indeed, Bhishma deliberately made Aini upset by inciting her father.

After breakfast, Bisma accidentally takes Huzel to Yasmin's adoptive parents' house. As usual, the goal is only one. Wanting to disturb Aini and her child.

"You go to Akram's kitchen and his mother is there. Tell him "I want to hit you" and you wait there until he answers, "teach Bhishma to his nephew Huzel. With a nod of understanding the boy obediently did as ordered.

"Here. I'm gonna hit you." The boy was confused himself.

"Oh... You want to hit me? What's my fault?" answer Aini.

Bisma arrived. "His mother said she was going to hit you, and her mother told Huzel to tell you" Bisma said as she pulled Huzel out of Aini's kitchen.

"You remember I don't know. You taught me your brazen pondering. Intentionally you tricked him into bothering me. Women are not ashamed. You remember what I don't know about you? What are you doing out there. I've often heard you get angry at your family, for meeting your ex-husband."

"It's none of your business" replied Bhishma.

"It's none of my business. It's a problem when you teach your brother like that. I was in my house. You're comin. Suddenly I talk to me. Is there still a brain? Still in your right mind?" snapped Aini no less riled.

Suddenly Bhishma vomited. While running to the bathroom. Aini suspects. But it's none of his business. Then I saw Bisma come out.

"Huzel let's go home. Do not serve foreign women anjjjj this," Bisma told Huzel son of Jafar.

"Basic mouth not guarded. Come to people's houses to make a move. And ngata ngatain anjjj. Think with a little brain. If I anjjj you are also anjjj," replied Aini loudly.

"You stranger anjjj, get out of this house. This is not your house this is Yasmin's house that was given to Furqan," Bisma exiled to Aini. The one that greeted Aini's laughter.

"Haha.... You are a freak. What business? If true, this house Yasmin who gave to Furqan. That's their business! And what's your problem? They're brothers. Oh, I forgot. Yasmin gave her rights to Furqan and Furqan married me, is that why you're my ngusir?" ask Aini.

"You better go back to the country. You do not deserve to stay here" said Bhishma, expressing envy towards Aini.

"If I don't want to. What do you want?" challenge Aini. It's real he has no rights here. But even powerful in people's homes. The true nature of Pakistani women what else if not envy the same spite Aini.