A WIFE'S TEARS BEHIND A CLOWN COSTUME
Pretend to sleep

When Intan was agitated to think about where the husband was. While the husband who was so worried about his existence was sitting casually in the apartment owned by Vira. I don't know what's on Rian's mind, so he could walk to Vira's apartment. A woman who is clearly not her muhrim.

''Want some more, sir?'' vira asked gently with a seductive look. His body was wrapped around like a hot worm. The pajamas he wears are so open, showing a body shape that is so sexy and challenging.

''Yes, if there is still.'' Rian said as he held his head.

''Of course there is still dong, sir. Well, then excuse me back first, yes, sir, said Vira again smiling happily. He was happy with Rian's presence at home.

''Alright Vira.'' said Rian with a slightly slurred tone. He felt that his head felt so heavy and dizzy, because he drank too many drinks containing alcohol, even though the canned drinks are served by Vira is a drink that contains a little alcohol, which is a drink that contains a little alcohol, but if you drink in large quantities, it will certainly make anyone who consumes it become a little olic. Rian chose to visit Vira's apartment when he couldn't control his anger when he heard her chat with someone over the phone. Rian knew who Mama was talking to. Rian was embarrassed to learn that his mother had not changed. The Mama who he has considered good lately turned out to still remain the same as before, realistic, and only think about possessions without caring about the feelings of others.

''This, sir.'' said Vira while putting drinks on the table. They were sitting on a sofa in the room where Vira used to relax, on the sofa facing the television.

''Thank you very much, sorry to trouble you Vira.''

''It's all right, sir. I'm glad you want to visit my apartment.''

''When you are not in the company and not working, it's good you do not call me by the name of Father. I feel older if you keep calling me that.'' Rian said as he chuckled.

''Then, what should I call dong?'' reply Vira flirtatious with tone made spoiled. Vira is increasingly fascinated by Rian's good looks, especially Rian has opened two buttons of his top shirt, because Rian feels a little sultry. The chest part has been seen half, making Vira swallow the saliva, the charm of the husband of the person increasingly makes her intoxicated dear.

''Just like.'' said Rian briefly as he sipped another can of drink.

''Em is that okay?'' ask Vira.

''No.''

''How's wife? He will be angry.''

''Wouldn't. Our marriage took place without love. He doesn't love me and I do.'' said Rian again who managed to create a curved line on Vira's lips. Vira feels he has a lot of opportunities to take Rian from Intan.

''Alright then, Mas.'' said Vira as she tightened her seat near Rian. Vira took a tissue, then slowly he removed the remnants of sweat on Rian's forehead.

''I just want to help Mas, shut up, and allow me to clean the sweat on my forehead, said Vira again with a naughty smile. He puffed out two of his chewy bumps right on the chest of Rian's field. Until Rian could feel that soft thing. Can not be denied, as a normal man, of course Rian felt tempted and provoked. His masculinity desire suddenly rose up because of Vira's mischievous actions.

''Easy?'' asked Rian trying to calm down the turmoil he felt.

''Not yet, Mas.'' replied Vira with a spoiled mendes4h tone. His breath hit Rian's handsome face. His hands that were holding onto tissue were still busy cleaning up Rian's meager sweat.

''Move aside, I can be alone and it seems like the night is getting late, I have to go home.'' said Rian slightly pushing Vira's body away from him. Vira who received such treatment felt shocked, but after that he even more reckless, he even closer his body to Rian's body, until their body was re-attached. He hugged Rian. Vira looked at Rian's lips so passionately, it felt like he wanted to devour those lips.

***

In a different place, in his room, Intan just finished doing the evening prayer. After the prayer, he looked up, staring at the clock attached to the wall of the room. The hour hand had shown at eleven o'clock in the evening, but Rian still hadn't come home either. Intan was getting more agitated, his hunch felt that something was wrong with the husband. In the midst of his anxiety, he continued to mutter, read the prophet's sholawat, beristighfar, and pray for the safety of the husband, he said, and ask that the husband is always guarded from those who intend evil, wherever the husband is. As sincere as Intan towards Rian, there is no bored-boss he prayed Rian from a few years ago.

When he was finished with his prayers. Intan let go of her face, and after that she walked towards the window of the room, she wanted to confirm the return of her husband.

Not long after that, he saw the husband's car driving through the yard. Intan immediately put on a smiley face, a smile of relief.

''Alhamdulillah. You finally came home, too, Mom. Thank you Allah.'' muttered Intan. Then he lay on the bed. He will pretend to be sleeping. She did not want to show her love for her husband. Because, according to most people, the more the man is pursued the more distant, then it is better to pretend to be ignorant. Self-esteem is not considered cheap. That's the tactic I want to do now.

Intan sharpened his hearing with his eyes closed. Not long after that he heard the sound of footsteps getting closer to his room. And in the count of three, the sound of the door in the room opened he could hear clearly. The husband he had been waiting for his return from earlier finally entered the room as well.

''Uek, ueeekkk ...'' Rian had currently been in the bathroom, he was spewing out his entrails, probably an effect due to mostly drinking. Intan who was still pretending to be asleep was only able to refrain from running to the bathroom. Even though he really wanted to see the situation of the husband. He feels anxious.

''Ah, dammit! It could be that my faith is so weak that I drink too much. He took off one by one his clothes, then after that he turned on the shower and Rian watered his entire body with warm water, so that he could feel his body fresher. When he finished, Rian took a towel and wrapped it around his waist. He came out of the bathroom in better condition than before.

''Your sleeping turns out, I'm sorry Intan.'' Rian sat on the edge of the mattress while staring at Intan's face so closely. Then after that he stroked Intan's hair so gently. Intan treated like that painstakingly restrained himself so as not to move the goods in the slightest. He had to pretend to be asleep to see how Rian was actually behaving towards him.

Seriate.