A WIFE'S TEARS BEHIND A CLOWN COSTUME
Ameera is sick

The silver car that brought me to a stop right in front of a towering fence, I opened the door slowly, after a long silence had been created between me and Ma'am Ameera, I finally made a sound. ''Once again thank you very much, Ma'am.'' I said to Mbak Ameera while throwing a smile as sweet as possible, I prepared to go out.

''Yes.'' he replied briefly, again his facial expression appeared flat. There was no usual smile on that beautiful face. I've been busy guessing what really happened? Why did Ma'am Ameera's attitude turn cold towards me. I feel bad about it, what mistakes I have made until Ma'am Ameera changed drastically. Though this morning before leaving for the court her beautiful face was still cheerful and also she was still talking as usual with me.

''Don't you really want to stop by first? Inside there is Aunt Sarah you know, I asked, a repeated question that I had also said. Maybe I look like a fool now, but it was clear from earlier Ma'am Ameera was being indifferent to me.

''No, I'm not busy!'' mama Ameera replied a little taut, her face looked unfriendly.

''Yes, be careful on the road, yes, Ma'am.'' my words are still just as friendly, while Mbak Ameera only nodded small, from earlier his eyes did not want to look at me, his focus was only forward. I always try to maintain an attitude, so that my attitude and manner of speaking do not hurt someone. Honestly, suddenly my heart ached a little to get a sniffy answer from Ms. Ameera. I'm not a baperan, but, seeing people who are usually always kind and cheerful suddenly change, we will definitely feel strange. Then I stepped my foot out of the car, I closed the car door slowly. I stood in front of the gate, letting go of Ma'am Ameera by waving my hand. When the car of Ma'am Ameera began to move away, I entered the house with a happy feeling mixed up. Happy because it has been freed from Mas Setya, while troubled by seeing the change in attitude of Mbak Ameera.

Arriving inside the house, Arif ran up to me, behind him Aunt Sarah walked slowly following her small steps.

''Hore ... Mother has returned.'' Arif screamed loudly with his boisterous laughter. I carried her tiny body into my arms. Then I hit him in the face with a kiss repeatedly. Now, my son has officially become my full responsibility, because I have won custody of him, said the man, son when he was an adult he will not look for his father, his father, in contrast to girls, who if you want to get married need a guardian to marry her, namely her biological father. I will take care of Arif with all I can, just now, for me is the last meeting of me and Mas Setya. There will be no more meetings, all our business is done. From the revelation of his affair with Arumi, never once did he ask Arif or try to take the heart of his son, and maybe until the big, Arif will never again get the love of a real father, Arif, because all of this happened because of his own father's negligence. If something happens in the future, I will never blame Arif, if he does not care not even recognize the figure of his own father.

Aunt Sarah smiled wryly looking at me and Arif, I greeted her.

''Tante, thank you very much because Aunt has taken care of Arif.'' said I.

''Yes, same Hanifa. Auntie's happy to do her.''

Arif came down from my body, he was riding in his slightly large toy car, which Mr. Malik bought a few days ago. Me and Aunt Sarah were sitting on a couch in the living room.

''How was Hanifa, was your divorce proceeding smoothly earlier?'' aunt Sarah asked with a big smile.

''Alhamdulillah smoothly, Aunt. Now that I officially have a new status.'', I replied slightly lowered my head.

''Alhamdulillah. This is better Hanifa, than you are still married, but it is not clear where it leads.''

''Yes, Auntie is right.''

''You if you need anything else do not ever hesitate, yes. Aunt and Malik will always be there for you and Arif.''

''Iya Aunty, once again thank you very much for the kindness of Auntie so far.'' said I.

Speaking of Mr. Malik, I suddenly remembered the incident in the courtroom. Mr. Malik said aloud, that he is my future husband. I don't understand where the conversation is going. How could and how could it be, he must have just made it up. He and I have no special relationship, talking alone can be counted on the fingers. Earlier, because of the actions of Mr. Malik, almost Mas Setya slandered me who did not. Mr. Malik who is a CEO and has a beautiful face cannot possibly like me who is just a single-child widow. He just wanted to raise my heart in front of people. So that I do not continue to be insulted by Arumi and her mother Mas Setya, because they had said that I would be a sad widow. Yes, definitely, that's why Mr. Malik dared to say that. Mr. Malik is like his Mama, they are both good, only, the difference is, Aunt Sarah shows her kindness in a direct way, while Mr. Malik is a little tactical. That's how I thought.

***

At night, after dinner, I rested in my room. While Arif accompanied by Mbak Marwah. Mas Setya had also come home from this afternoon, his face looked tired.

I lay in my room, my mind glaring. These few months I have been much trouble Mas Abdillah, from time, energy, mind and even financial. Honestly, I feel bad. Mas Abdillah is old enough to get married and have a family, I cannot continue to trouble her. Do not let Mas Abdillah not intend to get married just because he thinks of me and my son. Mas Abdillah must have a bright future with his small family.

Come to think of it, it seems like I have to find a job, I have to become an independent woman and stand on my own feet. Yes, tomorrow I will find a job, any job that is important halal. So that I don't trouble my brother anymore.

***

The next day, because it was Sunday, Mas Abdillah was not going anywhere. After breakfast, I said about my intentions last night, about me wanting to find a job. At first Mas Abdillah did not agree, but, because I kept begging to keep working, finally Mas Abdillah agreed and gave an idea. We chatted in the gazebo next to the house, the morning air was so cool, I really enjoyed it. Arif sat on Mas Abdillah's lap with small cars in his hand.

''Actually I don't want you anywhere. Mas would rather if you are at home, but because you are still kekeh asking to work, well, Mas will open a boutique for you in the city center, Mas will find a strategic location so that the boutique you manage is crowded with visitors. How, would you agree that Mas built a boutique for you, Dek? You can manage the boutique, and the proceeds from the sale you can manage for yourself, consider it a gift from Mas.'' said Mas Abdillah seriously.

''Mas, it's not that, I don't feel good just keep bothering Mas. I better find a job that doesn't spend a lot of capital.'my heart.

''Doubt what? I don't feel bothered.''

''Alright Mas. It was better, than me continuing to be at home and doing nothing, I felt like I had become a useless person. God willing I will work hard so that the planned boutique is growing rapidly and can build several branches. I want to prove that I can also progress.'' said I was confident.

As we were chatting, suddenly someone appeared.

''Mr. Malik. Let's have a seat said Mas Abdillah. Mr. Malik approached us in the gazebo, he looked fresh, it seemed like he had just finished bathing. The top of the white t-shirt and knee-length pants make Mr. Malik look different from yesterday, he looks more handsome and cool today.

''Isa Abdillah. I'm here to ask about our work yesterday that has not been completed, about our cooperation with the Superpower Company said Mr. Malik, he sat next to Mas Abdillah. Then he took Arif in his lap.

''Oh ... Alright. Wait a minute, I'll get my leptop inside.'' said Mas Abdillah, then he passed into the house.

Now I am, Mr. Malik and Arif sitting in the gazebo. A few seconds of stiffness were created between me and Mr. Malik. Mr. Malik was caught staring at me, and vice versa. To the point that the two of us were staring at each other. I was wrong about it. Luckily, Arif finally made a sound.

''Oh handsome, today Om handsome more handsome I see.'' said Arif, he was standing right in front of the body of Mr. Malik.

''Banarkah?''

''Yes.''

''Try Arif asked Mommy, does Om look handsome today?!'' said Mr. Malik who managed to make my face warm. Maybe my face has changed now.

''Mommy, Om handsome is more handsome, right today?'' asked Arif cheerfully with a typical voice of children.

''Emm ... Mommy does not know.''I reply origin while turning the face in the other direction.

''Mother must be ashamed to admit it. Look at it, your Mother's face turned red so.'' said Mr. Malik casually.

''Ac ... Ja. Om Handsome is right.'' timpal Arif.

After that Arif and Mr. Malik joked, Arif repeatedly laughed cheerfully because Mr. Malik tickled his stomach. Then as they were joking, Mr. Malik's phone rang. Mr. Malik stopped his joking towards Arif, he took his phone which was in his pants pocket, then raised it quickly.

''Yes, what is Ameera?'' said Mr. Malik. It turned out that Ameera's mother contacted him.

''This is Om Malik, Ameera's father, '' replied someone from across the street who I could hear.

''Oh ... Om. What's the matter Om?''

''Malik, can you go to Om's house now? Ameera was sick, her body temperature was hot, from last night she just closed her eyes as she muttered little to say your name.''

''Ameera has returned home?''

''He came home yesterday afternoon. He said the people he loved didn't love him. He was willing if Om match. But, all of a sudden last night he got sick, and didn't stop mentioning your name. Please, you are willing to visit him. Aunty also continued to cry to see the state of Ameera.''

''Okay Om, I'll be there soon.'' replied Mr. Malik then decided on a call. He put his phone back in his pants pocket.

''Hanifa, please say to Abdillah, I will be here again in the afternoon.''

''Yes.''

''Yes, I'm gone. See you soon.'' Said Mr. Malik sounding strange in my ears, he looked at me fixedly. After that he kissed Arif's cheek at a glance, then left.

Hopefully nothing happens with Mbak Ameera, hopefully Mbak Ameera will recover quickly.

Seriate.