For the Sake of Heart
Reason 5

"Why baby? The voice of baba hajari nyari Akram" asked Furqan.

"I'll cal you soon" said Aini.

With the arrival of the crowd entered Aini's house. Seeking Akram.

"Call her. Hurry up I'll call the police. He's gone too far. Teach the not unlike my family," snapped baba hajj. Like losing your mind.

"What is this storm" asked Aini.

"Where's Akram? Call her! Otherwise I'll call the police" hardik baba hajj again.

"What's going on? Why call the police? What does my son do? You can't just accuse me," haadang Aini.

"It's Akram's hat, right? Last night my wife and my son overdosed. There's no way Inza could have bought sleeping pills. But Akram bought it, "accuse me of the hajj.

"What are you accusing my son of? Any proof?" ask Aini.

"It's Akram's" replied the hajj baba.

Aini briefly remembered that Akram hat in wear. "Kram here for a second! Come out it's okay, don't be afraid," said Aini while tapping the door of Akram's room.

The door's open."Yes, what's wrong?" tanya Akram and in the head Akram wear the same hat.

"See itself. Does my child have two hats in common?" ask Aini.

They all fell ashamed. More baba hajj. Because it is easy to be incited to accuse without thinking first.

"And why did you accuse my son? You should ask Inza! Kan, he's the one giving," said Aini annoyed.

"But he's the one who's always looking for Inza and us. If not, he can't buy Inza himself. Someone must have bought it!" they say they hold their face.

"Why don't you ask Inza? Foolishly likes to accuse people, now proven innocent people, instead of apologizing. Ok I will report to the police," replied Aini.

"Heh.What do you call the police. Shame on my family" snapped the hajj baba.

"If you know shame you should not accuse recklessly, you Pakistani. Face the walls all," grumbled Aini.

Since that incident the wife of Baba Haji increasingly misunderstood. If he remembered that incident, he should be ashamed. Not misunderstanding Aini.

"How is my wife" asked the hajj baba.

" Starting to improve. But the medicine is very hard. In one week there will still be an effect" replied the neighbor who happened to be the doctor. After the doctor's examination.

"You are a doctor" said Baba Haji. Take the doctor to the door. "Inza here fast! Look at Mehek. Looks like he's defecating, "he orders baba hajj.

"Yes papa ji. I'm coming" Inza replied. Gopoh approached Mehek. Inza's heart was upset. Because Mehek doesn't change newborns. But it's been six years. Ihh heavy grumbling Inza.

After that shameful incident. Baba hajj's wife keeps a cover up for the real events. Even if he is the victim by his adopted son. Not only him but his real son too.

"Remember let Akram be blamed. Inza our son. What people will say. I will continue to blame Akram and Aini. Because otherwise we'd be ashamed of the big one," nosy baba hajj's wife.

"You're the one who spoiled Inza too much. Eventually, he became more and more out of control. Now we can blame Akram, but if Inza does it again. Hows it? Now Aini must be very controlling for her son," rebutted the hajj baba upset.

Because after all, the hajj baba knows that Akram is not the culprit. But for the sake of covering up the shame he was willing to blame Akram.

****

"Mr.... "

"Who's up," asked Aini. Accidentally met wni in front of her house.

"introduce! I'm Meta. I actually did not intentionally go through here. And I was told that my husband is like an Indonesian?" lang Meta's.

"Oh hello! I'm Aini. Let's stop by first" said Aini.

"Not to Ma'am! Next time, though. I'm bole asking for a watsapp number. I'll call you later" asked Meta again.

"Oh, a minute" said Aini. While going inside and handing out the paper.

"Thank you! This is by me I happen to have just come from Indonesia" said Meta while offering a bag of plastic Sedap Noodles and several packages of Indonesian products again.

"Thank you so much for being loved by. And mbaknya do not want to stop by," said Aini is not happy.

"Not what. We hunted about it, see you again," replied Meta.

Aini waved at Meta. And still stunned in disbelief. From earlier apparently the wife of the hajj baba noticed Aini with a dislike look. I don't know whatever it is about Aini, she doesn't like it. But want to know what's going on too??

"Ami ji," said Akram patting Aini on the shoulder.

Kontan Aini is shocked. "Oh Son. You just ngagetin. What if mama hangs?" ask Aini.

"Ah is impossible. I have a very strong mother. Not fat. Not just a bad disease. Hehehe," said Akram chuckling to himself.

"This is the right boy. I love to suck," replied Aini.

"By the way. Where did ami ji come from? Wawww.... Sediment Noodles! Let's eat," said Akram twinkle.

The mother and son entered hand in hand. Not spared from the observation of the wife of the hajj baba. His eyes were very sharp looking at the mother and child. His mouth was like saying something.

"Yes, you did it yourself! Make it for Ali too. Remember one pack per person," Aini ordered.

"Good Ami ji. Dear Ami," said Akram while kissing his mother.

Today is the third week of Aini for Urdu Zuban. And now Aini had prepared some questions. Aini made a group call.

Crings...kring...

Goddess in. Lia's waiting. Rina's in. Mira's in. Aisha enter.

"All-assynualaikum? How are. Before we continue our lesson. Please repeat the old one. Who wants to start first" said Aini.

"Mister me," said Dewi.

"alright. Now we have a conversation! Ok. I asked you to answer. "Ap kia nam he\= whose name are you?" ask Aini.

"Mera nam Dewi\=my name is goddess," replied Dewi.

"Ap kaha rehti ho\= where do you live. Our Ap ka sohor kitne bhai bhen?" ask Aini.

"Mein Sumandri rehti ho\= I live in Sumandri. Our mera sor ik bhai ik bhena\= my husband has 1 brother and 1 sister," replied Dewi smoothly.

"Sahbaz\= nice. You are now quite smooth well, well," replied Aini. Come on who else.

"Let's start. Khana khalia?\= has eaten yet," asked Aini.

"Mene khali a he\= I've eaten! Our ap nasta karlia? \= and you have breakfast? Kia khaya he\=eat what?" ask Lia back.

"bhot khub\= very good. Ap bi mujhe about kia he\=you also asked me back. Hanjhi mene bi khalia he\=iya I have also eaten. Mene roti prata khana he\= I eat bread prata," replied Aini.

"Our ap ka bache kider he\= where is your son? Kia school gai he?\= did he go to school?" ask Lia again.

" ji han's. Wo dono school me he\= yes two in school," replied Aini.

"What is sohor kesse pasant?\= you how can love a husband?" ask Lia with a smile.

"Haha. Censored questions. But by the way Urdu mbak fast time smoothly. Salute me," said Aini.

"Yes, I keep on writing. In my ledek justin. Whatever I say, I want to be right or wrong. The important thing is that the husband is supportive. Ma'am how's it here? It's been a while?" ask Lia.

"Yes, it's been a long time. And I've never been home. And how about yourself?" ask Aini.

"Mera dil again a yaha\= my heart already likes here, our me brot khush ho\= and I am very happy," said Lia.

"Acha ye bat he\= oh yes so apparently," replied Aini.

"ji han\= yes that is," replied Lia.

"Come on where the other voice is. Mirah, Aisha, Lina. Where are your voices," asked Aini.

"Hum yaha," they answered in unison.

"Bak's talking about love now. Mujhe pyar karti ho\= I like you. Hehehe" said Rina.

"I'm so good as you are" said Aisha.

"Why," asked Aini.

"Capek I mbak. He told me this continues. I have a child too. And my in-laws don't bother me. Uh even bother me," confided Aisha.

"We have agreed at that time five reasons, why choose Pakistan. There are no sad stories now. By understanding their language we should be able to solve the problem ourselves. No need to be told any more," replied Aini firmly.

"Yes how Mommy. I've asked my husband to explain to the in-laws still making quyeng, too" said Aisha.

"Trus now what do you want. I don't have much time. We've been online for two hours. Continue the routine work again. The kids want to go home too. Make breakfast," replied Aini.

"Mother I'm home" replied Aisha.

"What??????? Wanna go home?????? Hahahaha," Aini laughed crazily.

"Loh, laugh at that. I'm sad again. Cook on ledekin," replied Aisha sewot.

"Haha... How not to laugh at me. You used to go home. And finally come back here. You used to bring your son. And the reason you came back to Pakistan, is because your husband is very considerate. For reasons of pity for children, now you say you want to go home? I'm tired of hearing Aisha" replied Aini.

"Yes Aisha, you exist. We are the same. Same thing there's a problem. That's why we learn the language here. Let us solve our own problems. Don't play home just. Unless your husband has a lot of money. And allow yes please," replied Mira.

Only Mira is unmarried. And another pedecate with a Pakistani guy. By joining the Urdu Zuban group you can indirectly understand the customs of Pakistan.

"Well Mira. Hows it? It's your turn" replied Aini.

"mujhe cahiye mera manggeter Indonesia rehta hu\= I want my fiancee to live in Indonesia. Our me Pakistan nehi jana\=and I don't want to go to Pakistan, hehehe" Mira said.

"bhot kubh\= very good. Mira is fluent in Urdunya language. Never been to Pakistan. When's the wedding plan?" ask Aini.

"Still in the plans. I have a couple of shops with parents. Later open the resto tell the sale is fiancee. Easy as planned. Speaking of Urdu, I've had enough said my fiancee. I talked to the future-in-law. He understands," said Mira spirit.

"Good indeed. I only opened a three-month group. Not for long. If anyone wants to stop in a month or two, please. I don't mean it" said Aini.

"Okay," answered the others in unison.

*******

"Assalamuakaikum Ami! See what I brought?" akram. Akram and Ali came home soon.

"Vaalaikumussalam. Is this Son? Take look! Ma sha Allah's. How happy Ami you son! How's ali?" ask Aini.

Accredited for student scholarship. Ali won third in class. " Ok for a second. Ami wants to take your picture. Send the same papa ok," said Aini.

Click.click...

Take a few photos. And sending same husband to malaysia.

Cring... Cring...

Justright. Directly on the phone with Furqan."Yes dear. Children can be a good achievement yes," Furqan replied.

"Yes just now. Alhamdulillahot. Only a few days ago we were tested. Akram in slander baba hajj and family. Now God is for us glad tidings. Proof of scholarship. But that's the day Akram says there are companies that accept high-achieving students abroad. I hope in Malaysia" said Aini.

"Darling now you understand. Our children are the only ones we know. Any other person cares. Even if the baba haji knows that Akram is not wrong, he will defend Inza. Well if I already know my son is not wrong why I should accept their treatment. You just be patient" Furqan said at length.

"Yes I understand. You are a very good father figure. And the reason I survived that too. It is not easy to find a replacement. And the figure of the new father will not be the same as the old one. In this case I'm honest my reason up to this point survive you are a good father. Thanks, yeah," said Aini.

"Let's see that the hajj baba has a handicapped child pension. And adopted children in high school.baba hajj work day and night. I only eat four stomachs. That's also the wife of the hajj baba is still chatty," Furqan replied.

"Gee.. Then you have to be grateful to have a wife like me" said Aini.

"Why not, I therefore also survive, we people live a simple life that is important child success," Furqan replied.

Aini smiled sweetly. In her heart she became more and more convinced of the future of her family.

Toks...... Toks.....

The door is open. "Who," asked Aini.

"Could call Akram" the man asked.

"Who are you?" ask Aini.

Suddenly some young men entered. And went straight to Akram. "Hey what the hell is this? Who told you?" ask Aini.

"Ami ji's. Don'tdon't worry. I'll be back. I'll be with them for a while" said Akram.

"What's up? Ami is worried. Why you?" ask Aini.