A WIFE'S TEARS BEHIND A CLOWN COSTUME
Chapter 16

On a clear morning, I stood on the porch, waving my hands off Mas Abdillah. Today Mas Abdillah has returned to work, becoming Mr. Malik's personal assistant. Arif my son is still sleeping, he was awake for dawn prayers, and then he went back to sleep again. He said he was looking forward to school holidays, in a few days Arif will be back in school, entering his new school.

I walked in the night to close the fence, security has not come, said Mas Abdillah, security he was looking for last night will come around nine in the morning. Mas Abdillah has got a security who is about forty-five years old, he said. Later the security will stay at home with his wife, because his wife will also work to help me clean the house and cook. They are a married couple who have not been gifted a baby. I'm glad I'm gonna have a chatmate in this big house soon. That's what I heard from Mas Abdillah.

Just as I was about to close the gate, suddenly a car stopped right in front of the fence. I stared at the car, wondering who it was. Thought me. A second later, the car owner opened the window. In that shiny black car I saw a man who was really handsome, could not be denied, Mr. Malik did have a beautiful face, his handsome face looks so shady, he said, Mr. Malik is a bit like Mas Abdillah. Just to distinguish, Mas Abdillah has a darker skin color than Mr. Malik, while Mr. Malik has a pure white skin color.

''Master, ''' my greeting slightly lowered, I throw a knotty smile towards Mr. Malik.

''Yes. Has Abdillah left?'' ask her with a flat face without expression.

''Already Sir, he said earlier he will pick up Sir, at the house of Mr.'' replied me again. I was standing in front of the fence, while Mr. Malik was still in the car.

''Alright. Thanks though. Then excuse me. Don't forget the door's in Hanifa's tight lock. He threw a small smile at me, I replied with the same smile while nodding my head, after which he passed, his car drove at a moderate speed.

After Mr. Malik's departure, I continued to close the gate. Strangely enough, what Mas Abdillah and Mr. Malik did not make the agreement first before leaving for the office, they could have been the difference in the road.

I entered the house, I began to clean up, clean the house to make it look good and comfortable in the eye. I wash clothes, wash dishes, mop and do other household chores.

After everything was done, I walked to my room, I wanted to lay down for a while, because my back felt a little sore. Arriving at the room, I picked up my phone lying on the nightstand. I saw the clock on the main screen of my flat object, it turns out the clock has shown ten o'clock in the morning. Where's that security and his wife, why they still haven't come. Thought me.

After that I opened a message in WA. I saw the WA message from Mbak Ameera.

[Hanifa, I've taken care of everything, tomorrow the summons from the religious court for your husband will come out. Can you send me your husband's full address now? Let tomorrow can be directly delivered by the postal courier to the relevant address directly]

After reading the sentence sent by Mbak Ameera. I typed in Mas Setya's current address, then I sent it to Ma'am Ameera. After I finished sending the message, I put my phone back on the nightstand. I took a deep breath, then slowly breathed. I think the burden that squeezed the chest gradually reduced after hearing the good news from Mbak Ameera. Soon I will be free of Mas Setya. And he can no longer treat me as he pleases.

I lay myself on a soft bed, then I closed my eyes, I didn't want to sleep. But I try to look back to the past, the past when I was with Mas Setya. I remember every beautiful moment we ever did together. Mas Setya used to be so sweet, so nice, he said softly, and for six years he never let me down in the slightest. To make me always believe in him at any time. But once he acted, he made me so disappointed and hurt. His actions have greatly exceeded the limit. Without my guessing, even he who would do that much I did not dare, because I trusted him so much, first!

The past is now just a memory, he started our relationship first, and now I will end because he did it. He is unfaithful, not as his name suggests. I thought that when I chose her I was the luckiest woman, but after living my life at home for six years, she was unable to face the coming test, he cannot resist temptation. He was tempted by a rich and open-looking woman. I was grateful to know his depravity fast enough, so I didn't take long to live with him.

There is nothing I regret in this life, which I know may be the destiny of life that I have to live. I have to accept the reality with a chest. Although it hurts, but I have to be strong and rise for the sake of my son.

After being satisfied to remember the past that was completely pointless, I decided to get out of bed, then I walked to Arif's room. I want to see if my son is awake. After opening the door of Arif's room, my gaze was immediately fixed on the bed, I could not find my son on the bed. I screamed a little bit to his name.

''Where are you, son?!'' I exclaimed, I walked into the bathroom in the room, but Arif was not there. I panicked a little, then I came out of the room, I walked towards the kitchen. As soon as I reached the kitchen, I saw Arif eating breakfast on the floor. I stared at her nanar.

''Honey, why are you eating on the floor? And why do you want to eat do not tell Mother first? Mother can help you to take rice.'' asked me slowly as I walked towards my son. Arif then looked at me, he sneered, until his toothless teeth were clearly visible.

''I'm more comfortable eating on Mother's floor. Last time I went to Mother's room, I saw Mother again sleeping. Finally I decided to take the rice alone, I did not have to wake Mother.'' said Arif a little distress because the food is still in his mouth. Oh, maybe that was when I was closing my eyes in Arif I was sleeping, and I just happened to not close the door of the room, so I did not realize Arif's presence in my room earlier. I was so touched to hear Arif. He was still very young, but his mind was so mature compared to his age. That's natural, because I've never spoiled Arif all this time, not even hard. And this is the one thing I am so grateful for from my marriage to Mas Setya, I am so grateful to have a son like Arif. It's okay to lose my husband, but I won't be willing to lose my son.

**

At eleven o'clock, I heard the sound of a vegetable kang through the front of the house.

''Yur ... Vegetable ..'' Excited vegetable Kang. I took the hijab, put it up the origin. Then I walked with wide footsteps towards the highway, where Kang Vegetable's cart was located. I want to buy vegetables for dinner. Because in the refrigerator vegetable stock stay a little more. I left Arif for a while at home, Arif was playing with his cars and robots.

''New residents, yes, Neng geulis?'' ask Kang greengrocer friendly.

''Yes, Kang. I just moved here for a few days, I replied as kindly.

''Akang's message just saw it now. Thank God, finally Akang Mail vegetable customers increased.'' said Kang vegetable carefree with his funny characteristics.

''I'm sorry to know, whose name are you? You are the one who fought with Arumi yesterday and her husband.'' cried a mother who wears a negligee.

''Introduce me, my name is Hanifa, Mom. Emm ... Ja. I-that's because we're having personal problems.''

''Oh ...'' Mother was just ria. One by one, they introduced their names. I'm happy, because my neighbors mothers who are now people are not too kepo. Ahh ... Suddenly I felt like I missed my old neighbor. How is Hamidah Tea and other mothers. Thought me.

When we were busy chatting while choosing vegetables, I suddenly saw Arumi walking towards us. When he arrived, he chose vegetables. Arumi wore sleeveless clothes and skirts above the knees. I looked towards the neck of his open row, there I saw a red mark lined up irregularly. Arumi is a disgusting woman. He confidently showed the marks of making love between himself and Mas Setya in front of the people. I saw the other Mothers and Kang Mail also had time to look towards Arumi's neck, they were like embarrassed themselves saw that, I was the same. It's not that I'm jealous, but that I don't deserve something like that in public. A few moments after that, it was created.

''Tumben Mbak Arumi, usually always his maid who bought vegetables.'' said Kang Mail finally.

''Yeah, I'm in the arms again. Sometimes it's okay, yes.'' said Arumi with his style of being coquettish. Sometimes he looks at me. He put on a cynical face.

''Of course it's okay. The important thing is to keep shopping.'' Kang Mail said with a friendly smile.

''Yes. Coincidentally, me, Caca and my husband are home now. I want to cook paporit food for my husband. So that my husband stays at home. And not outside!'' arumi said in a soft voice. While we just hear, silent without responding. But all of a sudden I felt someone throw my face in white tofu. To know it was a little light and watery to know it covered a little of my vision.

''Oh, Ma'am Arumi why do you know he was thrown in Neng geulis' face?'' kang Mail was shocked. And so did the other mothers. They helped me clean my face.

''Ahaha ... He deserves that. Plain and pretentious so very into a girl. I hate the same expression of his face that looks calm, even though I know he must be jealous ..'' said Arumi with a big laugh. I finally took the white tofu as well, when Arumi was laughing wide, I threw white tofu back to her face that was filled with makeup. I throw two tofu at once. Arumi screamed hysterically, as did Kang Mail.

''Oduuuhh ... My beautiful face ..'' cried Arumi.

''Adduhhhh .... This is why this, why know it was even thrown around!'' kang Mail is astonished. Arumi cleaned her face quickly, after which she walked towards me, she seemed ready to beat me up.

''I will avenge that time, when you push me in the city park, and for yesterday, poor woman.'' Arumi raised her hand, she was ready to slap me in the face. I quickly parried my hand, the other mothers and Kang Mail just watched as they called out my name.

''Hanifa,''

''Hanifa .. '' their words were like giving support.

I've given Mas Setya to himself, and now what else is he looking for trouble with me. Still not satisfied? I'm not a stupid woman. Which is easily suppressed. I'll fight whenever he attacks me.

Seriate.

Who's next pov? POV Arumi or POV Malik?