A WIFE'S TEARS BEHIND A CLOWN COSTUME
Arumi h*mil

''Where's Mr Malik, Deck?'' abdillah asked with narrowed eyes, once he had reached the gazebo, he did not see Malik's whereabouts anymore. Though he had brought leptops and other important files.

''He was gone, his father Mbak Ameera contacted him, he said Mbak Ameera was sick. Mr. Malik was asked to visit Mr. Ameera. Later, he said Mr. Malik would come here again, Mas'' explained Hanifa.

''Ameera's sick? Wasn't it?'' abdillah said with a slightly worried face.

''I don't know Mas either.'' Hanifa replied as she was.

***

Malik went into a room that was quite spacious with men and women around fifty years old.

''Look, Aunt really can't bear to see Ameera's condition. Aunty had intended to take him to the hospital to keep him in hospital, but Ameera insisted on refusing. She is indeed a little stubborn.'' explained Mama Ameera. The three of them stood by the bed. They looked at Ameera who was lying on her back with her eyes closed and a small towel stuck to her forehead.

''I will talk to Ameera Aunt, I will try to persuade her that she will be hospitalized.

''Alright. Then Om and Auntie come out first. Ask Ameera to talk, Om and Auntie know, you are the only friend she trusts.

''Okay Om.'' replied Malik. After that both of Ameera's parents came out of the room. Malik sat on the chair beside Ameera's bed. He looked at Ameera's face. Face that looks pale, sunken eyes and lips slightly brownish. Malik took a deep breath, he knew, for a long time he knew about Ameera's feelings towards him, because Ameera always gave signals and signs to him. But, Malik could not reciprocate Ameera's feelings with the same taste, because Malik had considered Ameera as a friend, and until whenever for him Ameera was just a friend, nothing more.

''Is it because of the events in the courtroom yesterday to make Ameera's situation like this? Had he felt devastated by my sudden confession to Hanifa, the confession that just came out of my mouth, I was really not willing to see Setya embrace Hanifa, my heart suddenly hurt, I just saw that, I feel so jealous. It was the first time I felt so jealous. Did Ameera feel the same feeling when I recognized Hanifa as my future wife? Does he feel pain in his heart? But, he has no right to be jealous because our relationship is nothing more than a friend. He felt confused about how to deal with Ameera. Though from far away he always acts indifferent towards Ameera. But Ameera seemed insensitive as to her dislike. As Malik was daydreaming, Ameera suddenly muttered a little.

''Malik.''

''Malik.'' murmured Ameera softly with her eyes still closed.

''Ameera, I'm here.'' Malik replied slowly.

''Am I dreaming? I was like hearing Malik's voice again, Ameera still muttered with her eyes closed.

''No. ''No. Open your eyes, I'm really here. You do not exaggerate like that, said Malik with a slight tone of voice in naikan, he does not like to see the attitude of Ameera who according to him is too excessive.

Ameera then opened her eyes slowly, Ouch ... My head was so dizzy, she said as soon as her eyes opened slowly. He holds his head. While Malik remained in his original place, his hands did not move in the slightest. He did not want to touch Ameera for any reason, because he did not want to give empty hope to girls.

''You must be treated at Ameera Hospital, look, your condition looks sad.'' Malik advised in a soft voice.

''Malik, since when did you visit me? Since when have you been here? I do not need to go to the hospital, soon I will recover.'' said Ameera, he looked at Malik with happy sparkling eyes.

''Ever since you still closed your eyes and muttered little saying my name.''

''Malik, a-ku, a-ku ...'' Ameera fluttered, she was already sitting leaning against the wall of the headboard. He slightly lowered his face.

''Ameera, sorry. You are beautiful, smart and many more advantages that you have. Don't waste time on the uncertain. Forget me, look for your own happiness, honestly I have only considered you as a friend, nothing more!'' malik said slowly. To the point.

''Malik, why do you have the heart to speak like this to me, do you not pity to see my condition? is it because of that woman? Is it because of the new woman in your life? What is special about him? She is just a pathetic widow!'' Ameera said loudly staring at Malik inside, he protested because his love was rejected indirectly by Malik.

''Ameera! Enough's enough! Don't talk about Hanifa anymore. Don't carry his name in our conversation and don't insult him!''

''Why ''Why? You love Malik? Go, say! if you really love her and she can make you happy, I'll give up and back off. I want you to be happy with her.'Ameera's cry broke, she covered her mouth using her hands. Tears have washed his cheeks.

''Alright. I'm sincere Malik. Be happy with her, fight to get her heart, she's a good woman.'' Ameera. He tried to give in, he tried to force Malik, though he still felt pain.

''You too. Get well soon, and hopefully soon you'll find someone who can make your heart vibrate more than I do. Thanks Ameera. Already, remove your tears.'' Malik smiled knot. It turns out Ameera wasn't as hard as she thought. Earlier, Malik was afraid that Ameera would cheat to get him, but Ameera was lucky and accepted the reality.

''Yes Malik. Be my best friend and friend.'' Ameera wiped away the remains of her tears, a smile rising on her face.

''Yes.''

***

A few weeks passed.

Abdillah has got a shophouse in the city center that will be used as a boutique for Hanifa business. Hanifa is her own task to choose a brand that will be the main product to fill the boutique. Hanifa chose to fill her boutique with Muslim clothing and clothing equipment. Such as hijab, hijab, and so on. For men he will sell sarongs, peci, koko and others.

Hanifa was so excited to take care of the boutique, her determination to become a successful person was so great, even Hanifa was also able to drive her own car. Abdillah had bought her a car and had taught Hanifa to drive. Lately Malik has been watching Hanifa secretly, Hanifa is unaware of that. And Hanifa also had no feelings for Malik, amazed he was ordinary, but not yet love. The focus is only one at the moment, which is to be a successful person and after that he will move from Malik's house. It will find its own home, although simple, which is important not to trouble people. Her thought. And he also did not want to trouble the brother.

***

In a different place, Setya is very troubled by Arumi's current condition. These few days Arumi kept vomiting. After the examination, it turns out that Arumi is pregnant young. Not happy with the pregnancy of the wife, but Setya even felt a little bit sebel. Because Arumi who lately so spoiled against him, and because Arumi who can not be invited to do h*bungan husband and wife. Setya had to fast for a few days, he had to hold h*srat kel*lakiannya. And Arumi was forced to postpone the party he wanted.

''Honey, comeon. Just this once.'' persuaded Setya at night. Arumi lay on the bed in fairly thin pajamas.

''Mas, my condition has not yet recovered. I still feel a little lemes. Hold on first why the hell! This is for the sake of our son, replied Arumi a little sewot.

''Alright. Rest up. I'm gonna sit outside for a second, get some wind.'' Setya said in a lethargic manner.

''Yes.'' replied Arumi while stroking her stomach which was still flat.

Once outside, Setya sat on a chair on the terrace. He lit a cigarette, then sucked it in. He thought everywhere. ''Hanifa, how are you now? You must be getting more beautiful now. Uhh ... I miss you so much.'' Setya spoke inwardly, smiling to remember Hanifa's face. As he was daydreaming, his mother suddenly came.

''Sally, why are you still not sleeping?'' ask Setya's mother who has been sitting on the chair next to Setya.

''I can't sleep yet, ma'am.''

''After all, how is Arumi's restaurant? Are you all taking care of it?''

''Mean Mother? Yes, I'm the one who takes care of Mom. Who else, I'm 'his husband.''

''Sally, I want to give you a little advice, it's for your own good, son.''

''What, Ma?'' Setya looked at her mother in curiosity.

''Sally, slowly you have to take money from the profits of some of the restaurants. Use your brain, think a little smart. You keep that one yourself somewhere else without Arumi's knowledge. Em ... Sorry, not a sassy mother. But, try to think about your future, if everything is managed and controlled by Arumi then so on you will become like this. You'll be a loser husband and a scared wife, because nothing should ask the same wife. And if you need to take over the restaurant, persuaded Arumi, ask him so that you only take care of the restaurant, so that you can be more free to master all Arumi's business. Sometimes think of yourself, your mother and sister. Your father is old, no longer strong to work. I also wanted to be in my old age, I can feel being rich and have a lot of jewelry, I expect a lot from you.'' said Setya's mother with a little voice. Setya nodded at the mother's words.

Seriate.