A WIFE'S TEARS BEHIND A CLOWN COSTUME
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A clear morning, at the Arumi residence. Setya was not home because she was taking Caca to school.

Entering the age of the womb to four months, Arumi's condition seems to have been as usual, he was healthy, he did not limp and vomit again. It's just that, his once flat stomach is now a little bulging, making whatever clothes he wears lifted because of the push from the stomach. The fetus in her womb has grown bigger. Arumi stood in front of the mirror, she stared at her reflection in the mirror as she stroked her belly.

''Mama's son is getting older now, healthy, yes, dear. So that tomorrow Brother Caca has a play.'' Arumi murmured with a smile, he felt very happy with his current life. Have a good and handsome husband, beautiful daughter, good parents and care so much for him and in-laws and good parents to him as well. That's what Arumi thinks. He felt his life was almost perfect. In addition, soon he will be blessed with a baby from his second marriage with Setya, he felt so happy and impatient again waiting for the birth of the baby.

As she was in focus standing in front of the mirror caressing her stomach, Setya suddenly came over to her and hugged her body from behind.

''Honey, kangen.'' said spoiled Setya. His chin rests on the wife's shoulders, his hands wrapped around her stomach. Arumi was happy to be treated that way. She thinks her husband is very sweet.

''Ih ... What the hell, Mas? Kan last night I gave rations.'' said Arumi smiling looking at the geniteness of the husband.

''You again.'' Again Setya said in a spoiled tone. Arumi twisted her body, now that she and Setya were already facing each other. His hands were wrapped around the husband's neck. They look at each other.

''Mas, what about my restaurant? You take good care of everything, right?'' ask Arumi to make sure.

''Of course, darling, Mas takes care of everything very well, you take it easy, yes. Do not mind much, you focus on our child alone.''s reply Setya smoothly without hesitation, he stroked the stomach of the wife.

''Mas, today I want to come with you to check out some branches of the restaurant, I am bored at home, all of you keep me shopping at the Mall.'' said Arumi again, which managed to make Setya's face slightly changed agitated.

''Em ... You don't have to go check out the restaurant, honey. Later you vomit again because you smell various kinds of cooking aromas there. We go to the Mall, yes, today, Mas will accompany you wherever you want, as long as you do not go to the restaurant. Mas don't want to see you vomiting anymore because it smells of kitchen spices.'' Setya is so good at hiding his rot. In this second pregnancy, Arumi is so allergic to the smell of kitchen spices.

''Okey. Well then.'' Arumi finally complied, without any suspicion of the husband.

''Em ... Honey, Mas want to invite Mom and Hellen to come with us all to the Mall, can't you?'' setya asked a little doubtfully.

''Mother? Didn't you spend last night with Hellen? I saw Mom's hand was filled with a gold bracelet. Where do you get money from, Mom? Though I'll just ration Mom three million rupiah spending money every month.'' Arumi was a little curious about where the mother-in-law got the money to buy jewelry.

''Mm ... That, Mother said, he bought the gold using the money he brought from the Village.'' Setya reasoned.

''Really?''

''Yes! You why don't you seem to believe so much, Mas?'' the tone of Setya's voice was already elevated by an octave.

''It's nothing. You don't tension that. I don't like.'' Arumi melted the almost tense atmosphere. ''Yuk ah ... We're goin. I don't need to dance again yes, because it's lazy really.'' Arumi takes her bag and pulls Setya's hand out of the room. Since she was pregnant she was very lazy to put makeup on her face. Her clothes also liked the origin. Now he only wears a slightly loose dress in combination with a waist sweater and long sleeves.

''Yes, this is how the wife of Mas is already beautiful.'' said Setya lying. Honestly, actually Setya tired of seeing the appearance of Arumi now, Arumi's face looks tangled. Especially if Arumi's face is not making-up, very unsightly according to Setya. Even Setya likes to compare the beauty of Arumi with Hanifa in his heart. The spoiled and sweet attitude that he showed Arumi was only forced, he did that to make Arumi complacent and careless, and slowly he would take over Arumi's wealth without Arumi noticing. Same thing his mother said.

Setya was driving at a moderate speed, next to him Arumi sat down while playing mobile phone. While in the back seat, Setya and Hellen's mother also sat back, they would shop to the Mall.

''Honey, have you checked your content, son? If not, let's check it out. Cuddle us again outside.'' said Setya's mother in a soft tone. His hand stroked Arumi's shoulder gently, as he sat right behind Arumi.

''Udah Ma'am. Yesterday, when I visited my mother's house. My mother accompanied me to check. I forgot to tell Mom.'' said Arumi by looking back.

''Thank goodness that it has been. Mom's happy with her horrors. I can't wait to see my grandson again.''

''Yes Ma. Thank you for giving me the same attention.''

''Yes, equally dear.''

Setya's mother was always acting as sweet and as good as possible in front of Arumi. He was even willing to deliver food for Arumi to the room, feeding Arumi he also wanted. That was part of the way that Arumi always believed in him. Setya's mother is really cunning, she will do any way to get a lot of treasure. He really is a matre in-law.

Arumi during pregnancy is also very easy to care for, because she is too bucolic as Setya.

In a different place.

A woman with a wide, dynamic headscarf is in focus with a piece of paper and a pencil in hand. He is learning to make a picture of a new model. Hanifa will create her own designs, slowly now that she has crept into a designer. Hanifa has that talent, her hand painting looks beautiful. Hanifa smiled fluffy looking at the picture of a robe that she had managed to make.

''Yanti, here for a while ..'' call Hanifa a little scream. He called the workwoman who worked at his boutique, Yanti who was busy serving visitors when she heard her name called by the Boss Mother he quickly replied. Yanti stepped her legs wide towards Hanifa's table.

''Yes, what's up, Miss Hanifa?'' asked Yanti politely slightly bowing her head.

''Yanti, this is see, you think the picture of the game I made is good not if it is marketed?'' Hanifa asked for an opinion.

''Wah ... This is really good, Mom.'' Yanti replied honestly.

''really?''

''Yes, Mom.''

''Alright, thanks. After this I will design a game with the latest model like this.'' Hanifa said cheerfully.

''Yes Ma. I am sure, surely the latest model gamis like the picture that I made will be received in the market and selling sweet.'' said Yanti, nineteen year old girl who had closed her aura perfectly. Now Hanifa has recruited as many as six employees in her shop.

''Amiinn.'' Hanifa replied. For almost three months Hanifa runs a boutique, Alhamdulillah boutique is always crowded with visitors. The turnover increases every day. The plan, later after returning from the boutique, Hanifa will invite Arif to visit the house of Teh Hamidah. Hanifa already missed her kind neighbor very much. Hanifa will invite Teh Hamidah to work with her.

Hanifa sat daydreaming thinking about Hamidah Tea, ''how is Hamidah Tea now, huh?'' Say Hanifa in the heart. As Hanifa was daydreaming, someone greeted her.

''Again what?'' said the man with a distinctive voice that Hanifa knew. In fact, the scent of her perfume was no stranger to Hanifa.

''Mr Malik? Why don't you tell me if you want to come here.'' Hanifa was startled, she looked up slightly, in front of her Mr. Malik was standing with one hand hidden behind. Mr. Malik looks very handsome in office clothes. In fact, some boutique girls are fascinated by their good looks. From Malik started to enter the boutique earlier, they just kept staring at Malik.

''Emang can't?'' malik asked, Malik sat in the chair in front of Hanifa, a table as their barrier.

''By kok.''

''Have lunch together yuk.'' invite Malik. Malik slowly started to approach Hanifa. Four months ago, Hanifa was widowed, and her Iddah was over. Now is the time. Think Malik. He could no longer hold back his pent-up feelings any longer, it felt like he could not wait to ask Hanifa.

''Only two?'' ask Hanifa.

''Yes.''

''Em ... Alright.''

''This is for you.'' Malik pulled out a bouquet of red roses that he had hidden behind his back earlier. He gave it to Hanifa.

''Is this really for me?'' Hanifa blushed.

''Yes. Accept it.''

''Thank you, sir.'' Hanifa picked up the bouquet, then she sipped the fragrance slowly with a blushing face. Malik smiled at Hanifa. His chest from earlier kept pounding incoherently. Malik felt a little groggy. Malik had to leave office work to Abdillah for a while, Malik told Abdillah that he would have lunch with the woman he liked. And Abdillah does not yet know who the boss likes.

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