For the Sake of Heart
Bisma disappointed.

Rafi the first granddaughter of kalla Furqan's family son, the first child of Jafar . While Akram is the first grandson of Furqan's father. Bisma also has a son named Abyan.

In the past, Bhishma often used to use Huzel or Rafi to disturb Aini's children.

Now Rafi and Huzel are not willing to play with the children of Bhishma. Rafi and Huzel play freely as they please with the neighborhood children. While Bisma often asked Rafi to invite Abyan to play. But Rafi refused.

Like today. "Rafi. Invite Abyan to play as well," Bisma told Rafi. because she did not care about Bisma was angry. " Rafi, you heard? Invite Abyan to play together," Bisma snapped to Rafi.

"Hahh. Don't bother me. Tell him to play by himself," Rafi snapped back. Bisma was very sorry about Rafi. If Rafi is evil and Akram even Bisma defended Rafi. Now Bisma became very upset with the attitude of Rafi not want to invite her son to play.

"Rafi. I used to love you so much. Now to get my son to play you don't want to" said Bisma.

"Bright.. Anjjjj's son," Rafi trus ran. He felt that playing with Abyan was hard. Abyan always troubled him.

"Bad. Tahira the anjjj. Free I love you from childhood now you are not even dear to my child," said Bisma upset.

"Make him play by himself. Why bother me to play. He just makes it hard for me" Rafi snapped at Bisma.

"I used to love you. From childhood now you play with my son does not want to. Your insolent. Just like your mother was insolent," Bhishma replied increasingly harshly.

"Weeeee.

"Ami ji's. Look how insolent Rafi is with me. Less what I love him as before. Now playing with Abyan he doesn't want to. Free love to her first," Bisma complains with her mother.

"He doesn't want anything else. Let him be. Abyan just play here" replied Ms. Bhishma. Because he already knew that Rafi never wanted to play with Abyan

Rafi's coming home. Keep heading to the kitchen for a drink."Hey wash your hands first," snapped Bisma.

"Popo asked," said Rafi. Because he saw the bisma eating something.

"You're insolent. Malicious. Go there. I don't want to tell you," Bisma kicked Rafi out.

"What a weeee weeee weeee weeee" Rafi sneered as she ran. He saw the father of bisma's chest. "The ashes ask for money" said Rafi.

"Mother ji don't give. This is a brash kid, no brains" said Bisma.

"What's your business? Just quiet. Chest ash dear same me. Weee weee," said Rafi.

"Nonsense" replied Bhishma, raising her hand to hit Rafi.

Rafi. And throw a vase of flowers on the table. Prang..

"Rafi," hardik Bisma again. Rafi ran out. Got the money from his chest.

"Abu ji look insolent now Rafi. It has long been getting disrespectful. I asked Abyan to play, he didn't want to. Even why I anjjjj," replied Bisma.

"Rafi," call his chest.

"Yes chest of ashes?" answer Rafi.

"Where's the change?" ask his chest of ashes.

"Bada ash, I bought a big biscuit. So all the money is up" Rafi replied casually.

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Akram and Ali play in front of the house. Then Abyan came. He really wants to feel playing with his brother, like Ali.

Akram and Ali play sword pedangan. Sometimes Akram carries Ali. And Ali was very happy. Abyan always pays attention.

"Abyan, do it there. Let's go here, "call Bhishma.

"Yes ami" Abyan answered to his mother.

"Why do you see them, let them be" said Bhishma.

"Feminine. Ali I see it's great to play with his brother. Why won't Rafi play with me? Ami himself said that Rafi was also my brother," Abyan asked Bhishma.

"Dear amyan. Akram and Ali siblings. If Rafi is the same you are not. He's my brother's son. I was before you existed, very dear to Rafi. That's why Ami said Rafi is also your brother," replied Bhishma sadly.

How dear it used to be Bisma with Rafi but now look. How evil Rafi was to Abyan. While Akram and Ali used to be treated unfairly. The evil evil evil Rafi and Huzel remain in Bhishma. Now Bisma is very disappointed with Rafi's attitude.

"Bajhi Tahira's. I used to love Rafi a lot, but now I'm very disappointed. Rafi to play alone does not want to be with Abyan. Even talk to me. My name is anjjjj. My son is also my mother. He said Rafi we were all anjjjj. Why is he so?" bisma asked Jafar's wife Rafi's mother.

"You forgot yeah. All this time Rafi was guarding you. So if he's being disrespectful now, what's my fault?" ask Tahira back.

"You who gave birth to it is your responsibility. He's insolent talking dig. Even my mother," replied Bisma annoyed.

"Well, how does it feel now? Doesn't your mother often talk too dig? Why am I being blamed? You accept this as part of your family's nature" Tahira replied in defeat.

"You don't know thank you. If we're not the ones guarding your son, can you do it while working?" bisma Reply.

"Did you forget? Where did I want your son to take care of you? There is my mother, even your mother always forced the will upon us, now my son is the result of your upbringing, why am I to blame?" shaky Tahira.

"What's this about? Why are you angry with Bhishma? It's true now Rafi is brash. Not polite with us. We lack what we love him. And you don't know thank you either" Tahira's in-laws said in defense of Bhishma. And blame Tahira.

Now feel you. I didn't want my son to take care of you. There's my mother, but you keep forcing your will.

Quarrels for the sake of quarrels because Bisma cannot accept. Eventually Rafi and Huzel brought Tahira to a self-constructed house. Of course Jafar did not accept.

"Where are Rafael and Huzel? Why isn't it here?" jafar asked his mother.

"Your wife brought them to her house" replied Bhishma.

"Why is he guarding there? Who's taking school home?" ask Jafar again.

"Urusan he is. Who's taking his son. Here his son is guarded. But insolent. My son doesn't want to play. Even talk dig. Trus Tahira was not advising his son. Instead blame us all," replied Bhishma would not be blamed.

"But you both should be grateful. Not even blame us. Is it appropriate for your child to repay our affection in such a way?" bisma replied upset.

"Jafari. Your wife in charge should. If he takes care of his son? Does he get to work? Try you think too," replied Jafar's mother growled.

"I'm going to pick up my grandson again tomorrow. I don't want to be away from them" said Bhishma's father. Because of their influence Rafi also became like this.

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It's been almost a month Rafi and Huzel at her mother's house. His chest and chest were very upset, because Tahira was always looking for an excuse. So that his son is not taken back.

Back home school turns out Rafi's chest is waiting at the school gate. Like Tahira's orders to the school, it does not allow anyone to pick up their children, other than those who Tahira trusts and assigns to pick them up.

"I'm picking up my granddaughter. Rafi and Huzel" said Rafi's chest.

"Sorry Sir. Their mother told them not to let anyone but the one assigned to pick them up" replied the school guard.

"I used to pick him up. Now where are those two?" ask Rafi's chest annoyed.

"They just got on riksaw.that's the new way," pointed the school guard again.

Rushing motor driven by Rafi's chest.

"Stop. I want to take my granddaughter," the old man snapped violently.

"I'm sorry I can't. Their mother told me. You can't force it" said the riksaw driver.

"Don't ban me. Or not I'll hit you" replied Jafar's father Rafi's grandfather. While pulling both hands Huzel and Rafi, to get off the riksaw.

"Don't do this," hit the riksaw driver. One raw punch hit the driver's jaw right. "ahhhhkkk," he shouted. And tumbling. "You'll I'll report to their mother. And I'm going to ask for his compensation, because you hit me" the driver replied with annoyance.

Why should boxing only because of being Tahira's man. The driver wanted to get compensation. If not, he will not accept it. Pissed me. This loss is like the murmuring of the man. Withstood the pain in his jaw.

the riksaw driver went to Tahira's house. Once there the driver asked for compensation."Sorry I won't be picking up your son again. And I'm asking for damages. Because I was punched by Rafi's grandfather. If you do not pay compensation then I will report you to someone who will trouble you later. Better now you split the money, "the man replied annoyed.

"alright. Take it," replied Tahira. While spending the money Lebaran three thousand three strands.

"What's this. I don't want to. You have to pay ten pieces of money three thousand, I don't take it this way" replied the man annoyed.

"Yes already. Here I add three more pieces. If you don't want to, it's up to you. Report anyone whatever. I'm not the one who hit you anyway. Thank you I gave you six thousand. For riksaw what up to a clean day can that? It can be clean two ribu is difficult.

"All right, I accept" he replied with great annoyance.

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Tahira came to his in-laws' house. Up there they had a big fight. Jafar hit Tahira. And the child who sees fear.

"Why are you bringing my son," asked Tahira annoyed.

"He's my grandson's grandson. Why can't I pick him up" replied Rafi's grandfather.

"You always blame my son and me. And now I bring it. Then why are you picking him up again" replied Tahira.

"Basar women do not know themselves anjjj," Jafar told Tahira while hitting.

"Aaahhhkk," cried Tahira.

"Papa, jangaann," cried Rafi to see her mother hit.

"Hit again until you're satisfied" Tahira replied .

Jafar pulled Tahira's hand."Get out of here. If you still want to see your son's son. Otherwise I will take your son away. And you won't see him again either. Understood?" furqan

"Furqan how dare you treat me like this" cried Tahira.

"More than this I can, if you're still trying to keep my son away from my family. Understood?" snapped Jafar while pushing Tahira.

With puffy eyes from crying hurt and angry. Tahira out of the house. Without caring about her son anymore.

"Mama ji," cried the son of Tahira.

"Get in," hardened Jafar on the boy. The two boys were crying. And Tahira's in-laws smiled happily.

"Honey already. Same here dadi. Let your mother go. There's still dadi here" said the boy. In his heart he was very satisfied to see the incident. He wanted to be like this from a long time ago.

"Ami ji's. Now don't let the child take his mother. Better they're here. That girl is crazy. It cannot be in Nasehatin. If he works who looks after the children. There was only one person there" Jafar said.

The fate of Tahira. That's how it was before. There are those who make a fight. Though from the beginning was wanted by Tahira let him take care of his son. There's mom. I won't forgive you Tahira screams. Just wait for my revenge.

Tahira woman educated. He finished school until university. And certainly not an easy thing for Tahira, living life as a career woman and getting married. Indigenous pressure that cannot be avoided. Even until now.

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"I'm sorry, accidentally, are you?" ask Aini. I don't know if Tahira is behind it.

"Yes me. Sorry to surprise you, I'm here to see my son. Can you help me?" tahira Pinta.

Aini was stunned for a moment. "Why don't you see it yourself? You yourself know your family-in-law with me is always evil. I'm sorry I can't" replied Aini.

Tahira breathed a disappointed sigh. But he can't do anything. "Yes I understand. But I really wanted to meet my son. I don't want them to know" Tahira replied in fear.

With a feeling of emptiness Tahira came home. Actually it's not that he doesn't want to go there to see you. He just doesn't want to fight anymore. He can only be patient.

Inside the house Jafar's parents were gathering all together. They are renovating their old house.

"Ami, our ashes will dismantle this house. And we make new again. It's been a long time. We will go looking for a home design. We are deliberation on which one we like. Then we guess how much it costs.