Why does Farideh's mother accuse Farideh of trying to take Bahadur? - Video

In the heart of a remote village, where the wind whispers through the trees and the mountains hide secrets in their hearts, the story of a woman named Farideh and her little son Bahadur begins in silence but with strange strength. A woman who has not only overcome suffering and betrayal, but also the shadows of threats and lies to maintain only one thing: security and peace for herself and her son.
Farideh had lived with a man named Ali for years. But Ali was not a faithful man. Although Farideh was his wife, he was also living with a woman named Afsaneh and had even dragged another fiancée named Narges in the middle. A man who could not remain faithful to one, but instead, every day with his behavior, he turned Farideh's life into hell.
Farideh, who could not stand it anymore, escaped from Ali with the secret help of Afsaneh (yes, the same second wife of Ali who herself was perhaps a victim of this complicated game) and went to a distant city. A place far from the clutches of the past, where no one knew her and Bahadur. But life in the new city was not easy either. With her own hands, Farideh began to build a small room; a shelter for her child, with pieces of cement, blocks, dirt, tears, and hope.
In the meantime, a man named Ostad Iman entered Farideh’s life. An honorable and honest man, who came to Farideh’s unfinished house every day to work, helping her, but something in his heart did not calm down. Love… a pure and silent love for Farideh, which he did not dare to say. Even when he came to Farideh’s house with his little daughter Nazanin and Farideh welcomed them with all her kindness, Ostad Iman still could not say anything. He only asked about Farideh and Bahadur with eyes full of passion and a dumb smile.
But there was a commotion in his heart. That day, in the privacy of his office, he turned to the operator and said:
"I love Farideh. I don't know how to tell her... I brought her a bouquet of flowers, I wanted to propose to her... but I was scared. Don't tell anyone. Only you know."
The operator remained silent, but then he said:
"Maybe she loves you too. Maybe she's waiting for this very thing. Just trust the sea."
But fate had not sat idle...
While Farideh was busy washing clothes and cleaning the room, her mother suddenly came there with a woman from the welfare office. A scene that was like a bucket of ice water being poured over Farideh's head.
The welfare office woman said with a serious look:
"Your mother told us that you found this boy, Bahadur, on the street and brought him here. According to the law, we have to take him with us."
Farideh was shocked. Not because of the welfare woman's words, but because of another betrayal... Her own mother, the one who should have been her refuge, had now taken a sword and stabbed her in the heart.
In a trembling but firm voice, she said:
"This boy is my son. Bahadur is my son and Ali's. I didn't take him from the street. You heard him wrong. My mother made a mistake... or maybe she told this lie on purpose..."
The welfare woman, who seemed shocked herself, apologized and left.
But Farideh's mother did not calm down. She said with a threatening look:
"I am not giving up. If it doesn't happen today, I will come tomorrow with the police. You have to go back home. Bahadur must be with his father too..."
Farideh, angry and tired, was still steadfast. She stood not only for herself, but for Bahadur, for all women who cannot tolerate oppression. There was chaos in her heart, but there was still light behind her smile. A light of hope, a light that may one day... with the voice of Master Iman and a rose in his hand, become reality.

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