For the Sake of Heart

Furqan si plin plan

"Come on," said Furqan. While getting up and pulling Aini's hand.

"What the hell is this, take my hand off," Aini snapped.

Instead of being taken off, it was pulled into Furqan's chest and allowed their chests to unite. Chest rumble to both make the rhythm of sahdu there is a longing there. But the quarrel makes each ego hold him to be poured out.

"Take off," said Aini.

"No way," Furqan replied as he continued to try to control his wife's heart.

"Basik you. Just three days ago you told me to go home, now you have asked to be served. If I am not good. Why ask for rations now?" said Aini sangar. He does not serve Furqan. He will refuse. Because her heart hated her husband.

"Come on! Come here!" lure Furqan. While continuing to try to melt Aini's heart. Aini stays in revolt. Furqan got up and locked the door. So that Aini can't get out.

"I want to sleep with my son. Don't force me. Otherwise I will not hesitate to hit you," snapped Aini. Tired also every quarrel to send his wife back to his country. Three days later I asked for more. Always has. Plin plan cannot be trusted. If you are afraid of the wife going why like to go home. This is all because of the Furqan family. If it wasn't Yasmin then Sana. Otherwise it's his father or Samer. They are living parasites.

"Easy! If I love you, why can't I be angry with you?" furqan replied insisting that he was not wrong. This is what should be done.

"Enak. I better go home. Why am I here. If I'm still here, it doesn't mean I'm still willing to serve you. You've just left the same as you. I don't want to" replied Aini.

Furqan eventually fell silent and relented. He sat down to the floor. Aini open the door. And go to the child's room.

Mmmm how does it feel. I am tired of this as well. If it wasn't for the children I would have left you. I also want to be free in the sense that I do not want to continue to be organized. Let me organize my own life. Tired of your customary business. Aini Mumbled. I don't know until when this continues. The more difficult the day. And when to have a real true life. Like living like a puppet. Depending cypemilik. Want to do something to be done. Should I die in inaction. Dingy. Well that's the only thing that rightly represents the pain so far.

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I said wishful thinking first. Married have children. Every day take care of them and also their beloved husband. Now it's hard to hold on. What else with customary conditions that bind strongly.

Let alone to just go buy necessities, in the house alone has no power of attorney. Because all belong to custom. Well theirs, custom made.

Until this second increasingly runyam Aini's mind. Better get as far away as possible. Should we part ways one.

A piece of paper with the words "I want to go home" chuckled at the table. Furqan looked at it and read it. He knows this is the writing and the word Aini.

While squeezing his head that felt pulsating. Because of many thoughts. And also his unfinished wish. Desire to play sex and wrestle with the wife is not accomplished. Yes natural head pening.

"Oh, it's been read! Understand what he said. Or I need to explain. Let you understand better. And my son will bring. Please take care of everything. After that you will never be difficult again because of us. You can be happy here. Your family is all here. Let's just say we never existed" said Aini. While still sweeping the house but his voice was very cold. The cold season in January. And soon he finished his work. Even though Furqan still tried to tease him. But this time it looks like Furqan will lose.

"Are we not able to speak well either. Why you should bring your child home. What is my fault. This is a house, I made for my son. Why should I leave it now. Try to think about it again, "pinta Furqan again. I hope Aini changes her mind. He approached Aini to hug from the front. Aini reflexes back off and says.

"Stop! Don't try to start again. I don't want to get pregnant anymore. Enough to have two kids with you. And I know you will never change. Our relationship is only child-snagged. And I will never be a good daughter-in-law, brother-in-law and wife to your family and you. Understand," replied Aini rudely. Without caring about Furqan's attitude that has been soft like soft. It was her husband's habit. Once there is a problem what else concerns the tip brother-in-law who is blamed Aini. And tell Aini to go to her country, but not until three days have asked for more rations. This is what makes Aini as a wife like being played with.

Looks like Furqan is starting to lose the war of nerves. Furqan already felt Aini did not want to make up anymore. Aini was determined to go home. Well back to his country.

There's a call. "I'm sorry what this is with Mr. Furqan. I from the KBRI would like to state that the document is complete. And what to send or if you can pick up. Because we have a need with your wife and child. One time have to report first," said the voice across there.

For a moment Furqan was stunned. "Yes my own. I'll tell you later. We're coming but I need a leave permit first. Because the kids are testing. If we can after the test we go" Furqan replied. In the heart raged Furqan's question. Where does the money go to make the document. And why Aini didn't tell her. Indeed, all this time Aini always said she would go home. But Furqan did not think it would really go home. Furqan started to fidget and was already imagined by him. Later children and wives will be far from him.

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"Darling! Cook what?" ask Furqan gently. While trying to be flirtatious with his wife.

"What dear dear? Honey has gone into the sea. You see for yourself what I cook. Still asking questions. You mean what the hell? Don't beat the tele. I'm tired of you. Some of you can not be trusted anymore," said Aini ketus. While continuing to cook. And slicing onions to saute. Suddenly Furqan held his waist. Aini's reflexes turned around while pointing at the knife. "Hey, don't be like that. Dare you do it one more time then this knife I'll throw into your stomach" hardik Aini. It seems Aini really wants to part with Furqan.

"Huh??? Furqan. And back to back. He's misbehaving. The heart meant to persuade even at the kitchen knife. This is what he thought. Must be quickly overcome this if it can not be dangerous. And Furqan still thought he could melt Aini's heart. Turns out he was wrong. Many years never returned home, added Furqan family drama. There was no longer a word of retreat for Aini. Just one word home or lifetime stress.

"I no longer work with your persuasion. I am just waiting for my document. After that, I will bring my children home. You are free of me too. And about their son's son. No problem," said Aini again.

"That's none of your business. Once we're apart, why think about each other. You're free I'm free" replied Aini not to be outdone. Suddenly Aini's forehead wrinkled while staring at Furqan.

"Who? Why see me so?" ask Furqan nervously. As suspected by the police. And caught red-handed.

"Mhh..," murmured Aini. While continuing to stare at Furqan within. " Why don't you know me when you get there?" ask Aini suspiciously. While continuing to urge Furqan. "I'm waiting for news from the KBRI. And you intentionally didn't tell me? Why?" ask Aini.

"What news? I don't understand what you mean ?" furqan replied evasively.

"Don't lie. It will also be discovered when it arrives. If you don't know later you I report to kbri," snapped Aini.

"Well, it has arrived" Furqan replied lightly. Passing by from before Aini. Spontaneous alone Aini was startled and chased Furqan.

"Why not tell me? When's it?" tanya Aini bertubi tubi. While holding Furqan's hand. Spontaneous Furqan held Aini's cheek and said.

"Every night. But I don't want to tell you. Because you're gonna run away with my son. How will my life be. Without you, why would I build this house. If only for someone else. I worked hard all this time. Why do I have to lose everything" Furqan said as he sat on a chair and leaned back. Staring at the sky. Distant view. I don't know what came to his mind. But Aini just wanted to know why she was deliberately silent?

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What a beautiful morning. The chirping of birds added to the sahdu this morning. Added bright morning sunshine. Aini woke up last night she was sleep deprived. Because his disturbing feelings continue. Just past midnight asleep. It just so happened that this morning he did not pray. Because the moon came.

In the front room, it was empty. Apparently Furqan had left early in the morning. While walking towards the bathroom, Aini momentarily looked at her head to the left right. Strange.

"Kids let's get up. Wash your hands. Remember don't forget to brush your teeth" Aini ordered to her children. Same they don't flinch. It's school holidays today. It already wants winter so the school entertains students. Before the class exam begins. The beginning of the year will be a decision. Whether to go to class or stay class."Let's wake. Akram Ali let's go! Why are you so lazy. Don't wait for your leave to be like this. Get up," hardik Aini again.

"Mmhhh yes ami, why not let us sleep again. Now the holidays. I want to do something this morning" answered Akram. Ali was pulling the blanket.

"Ok then. Don't regret it. That ami spent your indomie. I bought one last night for each one. Cold cold like this is very good to eat boiled indomie," said Aini as she passed. Just spontaneous Aini's son woke up.

"Bhai bhai quickly wake up. Later not get rations. Wake up you do not wake up your part let me eat," said Ali as he rushed to the bathroom. After washing his face with winter gear, he headed for the kitchen.

"Mhhh couldn't stand apparently hearing indomie. Where's brother? The part of him we just eat," said Aini while kissing Ali.

"Again Ami" said Ali jokingly. Because imagine eating an indomie double. Arrived Akram enter. Hunted.

"Hey..just be surprised. Why not continue to sleep," said Aini again. While dividing for the portion of indomie. After being divided evenly and sprinkled with fried onions. Do not forget to tellor ceplok more complete with sambal and soy sauce sweet. Mhhhhhh said they enjoyed it.

"Bhi I want this one. Please get it here. I want to eat sweet soy sauce" said Ali, bringing soy sauce in front of him.

"It's a hot heart, open the lid of soy sauce first new in the pour," said Akram. After seeing Ali can't pour soy sauce. Apparently the bottle cap has not been opened spontaneously he laughed.

"Haha. I remember opening it. But I didn't go out either" said Ali amused himself. They enjoy it with pleasure. Indomie is second to none. Because indomie has a distinctive taste. While Pakistani noodles are far below indomie noodles taste.

"Mmmmmhhhhh the smell of indomie" Furqan said. While stroking the head of his son. And ask for his share to be made too."Where is it for me?" ask Furqan to Aini.

"Indomie there is dear no," replied Aini still ketus. And make Furqan parts. A special indomie. And of course Furqan himself really likes it. It was in Malaysia when he ate his favorite meal. Because there are so many noodles. There are delicious fried noodles. After Aini made it and gave it to Furqan. Furqan said."Remember malaysia. I'll go later. So the day of the day you can all eat indomie satisfied satisfied satisfied," Furqan said seriously.

"Yes papa. Well cool then I bring noodles to school every day," said Ali happy.

"What do you mean?" ask Aini wonder. It was very unusual for Furqan to speak so. But anyhow Aini prayed that it would go again soon.

"From you who go away I will, it is better for me to go" Furqan said again. While enjoying the noodle sauce with greed.

"I don't believe it. But if it's true I'm very happy. However, from near all the less, better far but enough," replied Aini.

"Yes I'm going. This is later after eating I will go for a flight ticket. Pray that it goes well.