A WIFE'S TEARS BEHIND A CLOWN COSTUME
Welcoming guests

In the evening, after the prayer of Isha. Intan and Rian prepare to go to Andra's residence. Rian took his clothes in the closet, he chose black trousers in combination with a plain shirt long sleeved old gray, he folded his sleeves up to the elbow. After that he combed his hair, sprayed perfume, and when his appearance was in a fitting sense he passed out of the room. Now Intan's turn again, after Rian came out of the room, Intan wore a black dress with a length below the knee, short-sleeved. Intan let her straight black hair down beautifully. She sat in front of the dresser, polishing her face with thin makeup. Once in a fit, Intan walked downstairs, because the husband was waiting for her downstairs, in the living room.

The sound of footsteps could be heard coming down from the stairs, Intan who was wearing high heels walked a little carefully with her hands holding on to the stairs railing. He was afraid of falling. Rian who also heard the sound of footsteps coming down from the stairs then looked towards the source of the voice, as soon as he saw the wife coming down from the stairs, he stared stunned. With eyes unwilling to blink, his chest suddenly thumped faster. How not, Intan looks very beautiful in a black dress. Her white skin looks so harmonious with the color of her dress, her beautiful face looks radiant. When Intan had reached the bottom, Rian shifted his gaze, he pretended to stare at the screen of his phone.

''I'm ready, Mas.'' said Intan greet the husband.

''Em, yes already, come.'' Rian replied trying to be ordinary. He stood up, put his phone in his pants pocket, after which they walked side by side towards the car.

When he arrived near the car, Rian just entered, entering first without caring for the wife, without any pleasantries. He did not even open the car door for his wife. Intan who was still standing in front of the car door took a deep breath looking at the cold attitude of the husband. The attitude of the husband is sometimes good and sometimes so cold and indifferent.

"Uh sebel, already tired and and beautiful like this even in winarin same husband cold, as cold as a refrigerator.'' said Intan in his heart while opening the car door. After that she sat down on the chair next to her husband with a slight blow to her buttocks.

''Are you ready?'' ask Rian.

''Already.'' replied Intan briefly with a hostile face. Rian who heard the unusual tone coming out of his wife's mouth felt a little guilty. But he did not intend to speak well to his wife. He let Intan snatch. After that Rian drove his four-wheeled vehicle. While on the way to the Andra residence, neither Intan nor Rian spoke. Intan prefers to focus on staring at the screen of her phone to reduce her sense of regret towards her husband. Intan opens one by one the messages that go into his WA application. A message he had not read.

''I'm fine, Rangga. You don't worry about me.''

''Alright. I will let you know if anyone wants to harm me and do nothing to me. Haha ... You are so funny Rangga. I am a child.'' Intan sent a reply message to Rangga with a big laugh accompanied emot. All this time Intan knew Rangga had special feelings for her. Rangga often sends messages that show his attention to Intan. But Intan pretended not to know, he already considered Rangga as his co-worker and friend. There was no special feeling he felt towards Rangga.

Rian who saw the wife smiling herself while looking at the mobile phone screen suddenly felt something strange that he felt in his heart. He feels suspicious. Suspicious that the wife is playing with other men.

''Ah, what do I care. It's up to him to send a message to anyone. Emang I thought.'' said Rian in the heart while gripping tightly the steering wheel of the car. Without realizing it, it seems like the seeds of love have begun to grow over time. Along with him who always spent the day with his married wife without love. There is only vengeance, but the grudge he has forgotten because the Papa is dead in the world. Now that Rian was worried, he was afraid that his mother would harm Intan.

***

Meanwhile, at Andra's residence.

''Perfect.'' murmured Ainun while smiling widely, he flicked his finger to make a sound. He stood by the chair, sniffing the aroma of the cuisine that smelled so tempting.

''Mama's busy, is it too long Mama with Rian? Sorry, Ma. I did not help Mama said Hamidah who suddenly approached the Mama. Hamidah stood beside his mother.

''Yes, Honey. Its alright. Mama not only misses your brother, Mama also misses Intan, your sister-in-law.'' replied Ainun smiling knots while stroking the princess's back. Hamidah's stomach had begun to bulge, so she wore a long and wide headscarf to cover her stomach. Abdillah and Andra were still in their rooms.

''In addition to being beautiful, Kak Intan turned out to be good as well, yes, Ma.'' said Hamidah praising Intan. He remembered the face and behavior of Intan when they treated Papa Intan at that time. Gina greeted them so kindly. At that time, Intan was grieving.

''Yes, Honey. You're correct. Mama is relieved and very happy because you and your brother have found the right partner. A couple who inshaAllah is good and not much behavior. Mama always prayed, may your household and Rian's sister go well, always together under any circumstances and do not hurt each other.'' ainun said with the hope that his children are always happy with their respective partners.

Not long after, a servant approached Ainun and Hamidah in the dining room. Then saying.

''Bu Ainun, Den Rian and his wife have arrived.''

''Alright. Thanks.''

Ainun and Hamidah walked to the main door to welcome Rian and Intan. Abdillah and Andra also participated. They also arrived downstairs.

''Assalamu'allaikum Aunt.'' said Intan and Rian.

''Walaikum' sallam.'' replied Ainun, Hamidah, Abdillah and Andra together.

Seriate.