For the Sake of Heart
story 8

"Ahkkk..," cried Busra. Seeing the events before his eyes. When Kazem tried to shoot him accidentally, Kazem shot himself. After his feet had slipped on the table.

"Sir, what's wrong. Busra aunty. Mr. tu tuan..," said Kazem's nervous men.

"Why?" ask Busra.

"It's dead" said the man.

"Now listen to everyone. What happened to Kazem was the end of this place. Because in time the government will confiscate all these places. You better stop now. I'll give you your salary" said Busra.

The atmosphere in the residence of Busra aunty was very unpredictable. Now all that's left is what Busra took. His father's wealth will be confiscated by the government.

Everyone was busy taking care of Kazem's body. And some people have also started packing things. They will leave the big house.

Busra aunty according to the promise to pay all the servants. And they accepted without much comment. Average allowance is more than enough for a month of eating. After everything is done. Busra stayed with his mother.

"Our mother will also get out of here. We're not gonna calm down here. We'll find somewhere else. For a while I have prepared our place. Tonight we will go out. Just take the necessary stuff," said Busra calmly.

"Son! It all seems to have been arranged. And I don't think we're still safe. We don't have anyone else. Besides the two of us. What will happen in front of him? I'm still scared" replied the old woman.

"Don't be afraid. I will lead a normal life. Married have family children. We better forget about this. The past that we don't understand is the direction of the destination" Busra replied.

The mother and son packed up. Carry things as necessary. And out of that house full of tragedy. For a moment Busra looked around his house. And slowly pull out the suitcase filled with her clothes.

"Let's go, we go" said Busra.

"Well," said the woman.

The car started moving out of the house. No one's there tonight. After a few hours later. There was a huge explosion in Kamalia.

Baaaarrr.... Buaaarrr...

Two violent explosions leveled the new house in Busra's residence.

******

"Ami ji's. I want to go first. I will buy kitchen items later. Mom, don't go where. There was a bomb explosion here last night. A lot of police are on standby" said Akram

"You are the heart of the road. Go home quickly when you're done. Don't go anywhere" said Aini.

"Well, Ami" answered Akram.

Get out with the motor. And from a distance he saw a crowd of time on the scene. This actually facilitates the disbursement of money that only two more remain. But Akram took off the laptop. Stay for inventors even though they do not know accidentally can still send secret codes.

Accram get into the shopping place for kitchen needs. Arrive arrive. "Akram," call Busra. Next to Busra is Yasmin.

"Popo. How can I get along with anti Busra?" ask Akram.

"Let's eat first" Yasmin asked.

The three of them went into a restaurant. And order food. "What do you want to eat? Let me do it" said Busra.

"Nasi, fried chicken. And chae drinks," said Akram.

"I'm burger. Fried chicken. And coca cola" Yasmin said.

"No one wants pizza? One pizza size jumbo plzz," said Busra.

"You turned out to be very cool, yeah" said Yasmin.

Not long came their order. Enjoy all the dishes without any leftovers. While talking and sharing with each other. As if they had known for a long time.

Busra was apparently very interested in Yasmin's story about Furqan. And try to get to know further. Akram arrived back home first.

"Thank you for the food. I say yes first" said Akram.

"Well be careful, say hello to your mother" said Yasmin.

"All right" answered Akram.

Then Akram disappeared from the market. It turned out that Busra was getting fun talking to Yasmin. Yasmin stared long at Busra.

"Why look at me like that?" ask Busra.

"Why aren't you married?" ask Yasmin.

"I don't know any good boys. Who wants to marry me" replied Busra.

"What's your dream man's character like?" ask Yasmin.

"Mhh... What's it like, huh?? Kira thinks like Akram, hahaha I'm not kidding" replied Busra. While drinking coca cola. Inexplicably Busra changes with Akram. It was as if the intention of wanting to own a laptop never existed.

"If you know my brother. I guarantee you like him" Yasmin said.

Degs.... Busra's heart is pounding. And the woman looked very nervous. It was as if his mind was being guessed.

"Ah.. Don't talk like that. Furqan already had a wife and children" elak Busra.

"So the second wife doesn't matter either. I don't really like Aini. If you want I can manage," Yasmin replied seriously.

"Ta..but how is it possible? I fear it will be Furqan who refuses. I was ashamed" replied Busra.

"If you don't try where you know" ceplos Yasmin.

"Yes, too" replied Busra.

Their conversation is getting serious. And finally reach an agreement. If Yasmin could match Busra with Furqan then the lure of money is in sight.

"Well, if you want to marry my brother. Without you giving me money, I agree. What if there is a prize money. So plus agree" Yasmin said.

"OK you set it. Can you give me a picture of Furqan?" ask Busra.

"Why not?" answer Yasmin.

Then they disband. And go home to each other. Yasmin rode in her own riksaw towards her husband's house. Busra is going home. On the way in the car unceasingly he stared at Furqan's photo. "Ahkp.. Why yah? How I became curious about the figure of Furqan. I want to know him further. May he not reject me, "inner Busra.

*****

"Who Son? Does mom know him? Where does he live?" ask mother.

"Furqans. Who has a stranger's wife. I know his sister. And want to know more about Furqan," replied Busra.

"You mean? Furqan's father from Akram?" ask mother.

"Why do you know?" ask Busra.

"Yes, obviously I know. I often help my mother. In Kamalia we met often. Because he often takes water near the filter. Not far from our house" said his mother.

"Mother, what do you think of Furqan?" ask Busra.

"After mother she's a good child. He's a good person. But he's married. After his mother never came home since he came here" replied his mother.

"That means he misses his country a lot. Furqan now works in Malaysia. Maybe one day he will come home" replied Busra.

"But according to my mother. Instead, I want to have a daughter-in-law like her" replied his mother.

"Try to find out his family. Or later we invite her sister here" said Busra eagerly.

Busra grew curious about Furqan. All this time he had not known her at all. It was because of Akram that he wanted to know Furqan. Added Yasmin support. He wants to get to know her more closely.

Cring.... Cring.... Suddenly the phone rang. It was from Yasmin.

"What meda? Am I interrupting?" ask yasmin.

"Ah.. No. gabe. I just told my mother. It turns out my mother knew Furqan well. Yasmin's.... Can you arrange this match?" ask Busra spirit.

"I just want to say this. I'll talk to Sana and Samer later. If Sana and Samer are in love money must agree with us. If you don't love me, that's okay" Yasmin said.

"Not what matters smooth matchmaking. And I will give you many gifts. I am tired of my loneliness too. Hopefully with this matchmaking I can have a happy household," Busra hoped.

"And the important thing is that you agree to our terms. Ok . Because I will continue to disturb Aini until she does not feel at home here and ask to go home. As soon as he returned home, my brother would easily remarry. Understood?" yasmin Light at length.

"Just set it up with you" replied Busra.

*****

Sure enough, for the sake of his ambition Yasmin struggled how to make Aini live to suffer here. Please, please return to his country.

As all was arranged by Yasmin for Furqan to send Aini home. Let the house now empty. Then ask Furqan to marry again.

Cring.... Cring....

Furqan's call was unanswered. Apparently Aini forgot to turn on the sound of hp.

Honey where are you going? Why hp is not visible. How's the kid doing? How about yourself? I worry like this you don't think. If there is a sudden need trus how? Once you see, please answer. I want to talk seriously.

After almost a few hours Aini checked her phone. Geez, there's been a lot of texts and calls from Furqan. Well he must be angry Aini muttered.

Sorry dear. Hp no sound. I forgot to check. What was? We're all fine here. Kids are going to take the exam in class soon. And they learn well.

Aini noticed hp. No signs read the same Furqan. The door came knocking someone. Yasmin came with Sana.

"How are you doing Aini?" askthem.

"good. How come you guys didn't tell me?" ask Aini.

"This is my brother's house. And I don't have to tell you first. We can come as we please. And you can't ban us. If you don't like it, you can go back to your country" Yasmin replied cynically.

"What do you mean by coming? Looks like you guys want to plan something! Whatisit? You can tell me the obvious," asked Aini.

"Mmhhhh.. Goody. You finally understand too. Why don't you go back to your country" asked Yasmin.

"You remember I wanted to be here? I also want to go home and not come back" replied Aini again. Wonder this is her husband's sister. Remember that his greedy lust has gone. Now he has risen again to his greed.

"It's good to quickly get out of here. Let me find a wife for Furqan here. And customary obedience here. Bring Jehez not like you. Don't bring anything from your family" Sana replied.

"Oh... I already understand. Apparently you want to find a wife for Furqan. Let's take jehez. Please search. Before that send me to my country first. And I brought my son," replied Aini.

"Silent. From this moment on you assume it is already in your country" replied Yasmin

It was Yasmin's behavior. He's always looking for a loophole of Aini's fault. And report to Furqan. Like a blind man. Want to separate Furqan and Aini.

Furqan called as usual. And ask the news. "What's up, baby? Everything okay? Is there a problem?" ask Furqan.

"Your bad habits are coming. Now even more brave. He told me to leave. And want to find a Pakistani wife for you" replied Aini.

"Ah.. He's kidding. Don't you take a headache. Let him be. I can't possibly marry again. Don't worry" Furqan replied.

"I'm not worried. But I still want to go back to my country. I still want to go home, however. Married or not you I don't care. Can make you obey your adek speech! And you didn't drive me home" said Aini.

"Darling not to be. Ok if you go home. We are close, right? You can go to Malaysia if you miss" Furqan replied.

I don't know if Aini's hesitating. Not sure about Furqan. But he still wants to go home. It's been a long time to get out of here. Not the reason Furqan wanted to find a wife again or not. More children want to go home.

Aini long pensive. Without realizing it Akram was coming. "Ami ji's. What was? Why sad?" ask Akram. While kissing Aini's forehead affectionately.

"Entah Son. Why ami arrived sad. Ami wants us to go home. We better be there. And Ami wants you to get married there. Have a house there," said Aini.

"May you know. I want to go there too. Believe me one day we will definitely be able to go home," said Akram assured Aini.

While shedding tears Aini was moved to hear it. How I became an understanding teenager. Understand the circumstances of his mother. And can understand his will.

''Where's your grandpa?" ask Aini.

"He still has a job. Haven't come home from the tuition yet" answered Akram.

"Yes you don't talk much to Yasmin and Sana. He's right here. At his pop place. Later if he comes here you are ordinary," said Aini.

Aini immediately pray calm down. And try to stoically face greedy brother-in-law. If not because of money it is impossible for his brother-in-law to do so. There must be something hidden from them.

In the room next to Yasmin and Sana had already arranged various plans. So that Aini really went home. "Yasmine. We keep Aini heartbroken. So long he's been coming home. Not because of us," said Sana seriously.

Brakkk..... The sound of wood falling.