A WIFE'S TEARS BEHIND A CLOWN COSTUME
Numbness

Hanifa awoke from her sleep when she heard the sound of the dawn prayer. Quickly he got up and was about to clean himself up in the bathroom.

While passing through the living room, she saw her husband sleeping curled up on a mat with a blanket covering his entire limb. Hanifa stared meaningfully at the head of her household. The head of the household that no longer stands firmly in place.

''Since you don't want to sleep with me and your own son, even you are willing to sleep on this thin mat. You are willing to withstand the cold of the translucent floor onto the mat. Is there really no longer your love for me, Mas.'' inner Hanifa poo.

''What kind of household is this.'' again Hanifa monologued. After that, continue his steps.

Hanifa was in a great confusion, between surviving or retreating from a household that was no longer healthy. Survival will make him continue to tormented the same cold attitude of the husband who no longer loves him and tormented the same betrayal of the husband, the husband, whereas if you retreat will make the baby hurt and lose the figure of the father who is so dear to his son.

Finish ablution Hanifa prayers so kusyuk. After saying the greeting Hanifa sat snoring on the prayer mat, she prayed earnestly for help to the almighty and the almighty knows best for her people. Hanifa prayed with tears in her eyes.

The son who had been awake looked at his mother with grief. "Mother why? Why did Mommy cry? I'm not naughty. Did Mommy cry because I did not pray.'' the inner five-year-old child.

Then the child who had returned to health got out of bed, he was going to the bathroom to worship.

Hanifa, who saw her son awake, quickly finished the prayer, and greeted him.

''Arif is awake, sleep again. Arif was still feverish.'' said Hanifa gently, she sat on the edge of the mattress next to Arif with her face still attached.

''Arif is healthy Mother, this is Arif's forehead is not hot anymore.'' said Arif while pulling the hand of the Mother to feel her forehead.

''Alhamdullah said that Arif is healthy. Continue Arif want to do dawn-buh gini already wake up?'' Hanifa caressed the son's cheeks.

''Arif wants to pray Mother. Earlier Arif saw Bunda nangis, Bunda nangis must be because Arif who does not pray. At that time Mother will never say that Arif can not forget the same obligation of Arif as a good child, later God angry. Arif back then yes Mother, Arif wants to abudhu.'' said Arif smoothly after that he passed to the bathroom, leaving the Mother who was moved to listen to his speech. He was indeed a smart and obedient child, during this time Hanifa educated her son very well.

''The Messiah of Allah Nak. You're so smart. Thank you Allah.'' Hanifa muttered while looking at Arif's missing back behind the room curtains.

Arif walked back, as soon as his tiny body passed through the living room. His smile suddenly expanded. He screams pleasure.

''Hore. Hurray. Dad's home. Hurray...'' Arif leapt for joy in front of my body, the father who was still curled up. Then after that Arif spoke again.

''Dad, wakeup. Let's pray together Dad. Wake Dad. Why do you sleep here. Let's wake up Dad, the dawn's up. Let's get up Daddy.'' Arif shook his body repeatedly.

Setya who was so disturbed by his sleep because of the actions of the son suddenly opened the blanket and he woke up with a yawn and rubbed his eyes. Setya sat in front of Arif.

''What the hell is bothering you! You brat, don't know manners. Don't see if I'm sleeping!'' Setya snapped at Arif with a high tone of voice. His eyes looked so upset with the son.

Arif who was shocked because he was snapped, immediately tears flooded his eyes. Arif stood up with a trembling body. This was the first time my father had behaved like that.

Hanifa walked over quickly as soon as she heard the commotion.

''Mas! You're nothing!'' hanifa's snapping that Arif had received was treated like that. Hanifa hugged the little body of the son.

''Mas, Arif just wants to build 'kan Mas for prayer. You are outrageous, you hurt her.''

''Ahhh already, you made me even more fed up!'' Setya stood up, then he opened the door, approached his motorbike, as soon as the motor was on and he left Hanifa and Arif who were still standing at the original place feeling devastated.

''Mother, Father why turned fierce. I fear. Father does not love me and Mother anymore said Arif on the sidelines of his cries.

''No, it's okay, honey. Maybe Dad's tired. Arif still has Mother who will always love Arif. And we still have a God who will always love us. He said Arif wanted to pray, right? Gih sana wudhu, later bad luck again.'' Hanifa grew the heart of the son. His lentic finger wiped away the trace of tears on Arif's cheek. After that Hanifa guided Arif to the bathroom.

''It's incredible. You gave me a terrible wound in my heart tonight. Been struggling, until I've lost my taste in you. No more love, it's dead!'' inner Hanifa who was standing waiting for the son who was ablution.

***

Setya rode his motorcycle at high speed, he was going to his young wife's house. This month she was married in series.

He entered the elite area, in the area luxury houses stand lined up.

Upon arriving at the main door of the young wife's house, he knocked quietly. Then a maid of about fifty years opened the door.

''Den.'' said Bik Imah greeting. His head is slightly lowered.

''Where's the Lady?'' ask Setya as she walks inside.

''The girl is still sleeping in her room Den.'' replied Bik Imah.

''Alright. Bibik please work. Cook for our breakfast later.'' Setya said. After that he went into the room of the young wife.

Setya saw Arumi still sleeping on the bed in her sleeveless pajamas. A smile rose on his face. Then he lay down beside his wife. He hugged Arumi tightly from behind.

''Only you make Mas feel comfortable now Darling.'' Setya's mind closed his eyes again.

Satya who used to be a good man, gentle, and obedient worship. Changed in an instant just because of a woman. He seemed to forget everything, all the past and the real wife's child. In fact he never again prayed during his relationship with Arumi.

At first he was just a driver in the house, he worked to deliver Arumi wherever Arumi wanted. As time goes by, without them noticing as often go both spend time together making the flowers of love grow between the two.

Arumi who was so amazed by Setya's good looks and persistence in working made him stunned and forgot everything. He was willing to be the second when he knew Setya was still the husband of people.

Especially the princess named Caca. His six-year-old daughter was also very close to Setya. Arumi feels she has found a mooring of her heart, a replacement for her husband who died a few years ago.

Arumi is a wealthy businessman who has branches of restaurants everywhere. It was all her husband's legacy.