A WIFE'S TEARS BEHIND A CLOWN COSTUME
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Malik counted the clanging sound of the clock, the sound coming from the clock hanging on the wall rang out loud, along with his speeding heartbeat. He waited for Hanifa to come upstairs feeling a little groggy. Yes, as much as his love for Hanifa, all this time, he had never felt this deep feeling towards any woman. Arif is still in his lap, Arif sleep looks good. Looks like Arif is comfortable in Malik's lap.

''How long have you and your son been upstairs? Why didn't you just go inside my room?'' suddenly a voice broke the silence created on the upper floor, the sound of footsteps could be heard approaching towards Malik.

''I didn't want to bother you earlier. I was about to deliver Arif to you, but ... I heard a woman talking in the room. It would be rude if Arif and I entered. Malik looked towards Hanifa. Hanifa sat next to Malik, keeping her distance.

''Did Master hear the chatter of me and my guest earlier?'' hanifa asked with a slightly anxious face, her eyes narrowed at Malik.

''No.'' Malik replied lying while turning his gaze the other way.

''Thank God.''

''What happened?''

''There's nothing Sir.'' Hanifa replied. ''It turns out you've been sleeping, baby. Thank you Master for taking care of Arif, here let me move Arif into the room only, pity Master it seems that Master has long held Arif.'' hanifa said again while taking over Arif's body from Malik, a few seconds away from Hanifa and Malik so close, making a subtle sigh created between the two. Then Hanifa walked into a room upstairs. Hanifa will put Arif's body on the bed. Malik followed in his footsteps from behind.

''Huh ...'' Hanifa was a little bored because carrying Arif's body that had grown bigger, Hanifa then put Arif's body on the mattress, she covered half of Arif's body with a blanket. After that he and Malik stood facing each other. Malik stood with both hands in his pants pocket. While Hanifa twisted the end of her jibab. He looked wrong because from earlier Malik kept staring at him.

''Capek?'' ask Malik.

''Lumayan. It turns out that Arif's weight has increased.'' Hanifa chuckled small.

''Why don't you ask me to bring Arif here''

''I don't want to trouble the Master anymore.''

''I'm like anyone.''

''Whose master?''

''Ask yourself, it all depends on you again.'' said Malik slowly but emphasis. Hanifa's white cheeks turned blustery after hearing Malik's words. He did not reply anymore, he only nodded slightly by lowering his face.

''I will return to the Office.'' Malik said staring fixedly at Hanifa.

''Now?'' ask Hanifa.

''Yes.''

''Do you want to coffee first?'' haggle Hanifa while smiling knots.

''No need.'' reject Malik gently. They walked side by side towards the bottom floor.

''Why ''Why?''

''There are still many jobs in the office. I have to hurry back.'' Malik. Though in fact he felt a little disappointed towards Hanifa because Hanifa had covered up about the proposal he had just received from another man.

''Mm yeah already, let me drop it down.''

''alright.''

''Three more days I will give you an answer about your application at that time.''

''Still remember it too.''

''Why is Master talking like that?''

''No what. I wait for your answer Hanifa.''

When Hanifa and Malik arrived at the lower floor, they were still walking side by side towards the exit, and Joseph and his mother were sitting at the cashier table and paying Hamidah for their groceries. While passing through Yusuf and his mother for a while there was a scene of mutual stare between Malik and Yusuf, then the two throw awkward smiles at each other.

''Hanifa, who is this man?'' ask Yusuf's mother.

''Ustadzah introduce this to my brother's boss in the office, this is Mr. Malik.'' Hanifa replied briefly. Joseph looked at Hanifa and Malik with a flat face.

''Oh ... Greetings yes, you turned out to be as banging as my son and you are very handsome.'' His mother Yusuf extended a hand to Malik. Malik greeted him quickly.

''Yes. Greetings to know again Ma'am, Malik replied politely.

''Hello, thank you because you have been very good with Hanifa and her son.'' Joseph extended his hand.

''Yes.'' reply Malik briefly. Hanifa looked at the two men with a hard feeling to understand.

After that brief introduction, Malik went home. Hanifa let her hand loose Malik.

***

In the evening, after finishing Isya prayer and dinner. Finally Hanifa decided to speak to the Brother, he would say about Malik and Joseph's proposal to her. He will not be able to decide for himself his options that will be long-term, determine his future. Abdillah had to be involved, even though Hanifa had already prepared a name that he was very confident in. Because over the past few nights Hanifa has been praying istikharah and the man she always calls in her prayers lately also often appears in her dreams. The appearance of the man in his dream seemed to hint that the man was the best mate God had shown him. Unlike when he received a proposal from Setya first, in the past, he did not pray istikharah, Hanifa immediately replied without thinking and now because of his wrong choice led him to become a widow.

Hanifa walked into the room after knocking on the door, Abdillah seemed busy with the leptop in front of her. He sat on a long sofa.

''Mas,'' said Hanifa gently, she sat down beside the Big Brother.

''Yes Deck. Tumben you followed Mas here. What's up?'' Abdillah closed her leptop slowly. Then his gaze turned to Hanifa.

''There's something I want to say Mas.'' Hanifa spoke a little softly and nervously.

''Mas ... Em ... So look, '' said Hanifa hesitantly, Abdillah still faithfully waiting for Hanifa to continue her words, then Hanifa said again, ''Mas, so look, I, I, I was proposed by two men Mas.'' hanifa.

''Two people? When and who?'' Abdillah was shocked to hear the words of the Sister, she looked at Hanifa fixedly. At this time Hanifa was not close to any man. ''Ac ... Maybe I am too busy with office work so I pay less attention to Hanifa and do not know anything about her closeness to the same man who proposed to her.

''Yes Mas. I want to ask for your opinion on this. That person is Mr. Malik and Mas Yusuf.'' said Hanifa slowly.

''What? Malik?'' Abdillah was increasingly shocked to hear Hanifa's confession. He slightly justified his seat, while remembering the curses of Malik some time ago. ''What the fuck? It turned out that the woman Mr. Malik said at the time was Hanifa. Very clever Mr. Malik keep a secret.'' Inner Abdillah again. Hanifa just nodded small.

''Joseph, who was your neighbor at that time? Who is the owner of the clown costumes?'' abdillah said, he seemed to have returned to sitting quietly.

''Yes Mas. What do you think I should do? I've been doing Istikharah prayers for a few nights. I've already got one name Mas.''

''Yes, yes, then follow your heart Deck. Choose a man you think is good and worthy of you. And most importantly take responsibility and make you and Arif happy. I agree, because as far as I know, Mr. Malik and Yusuf are good men.'' Abdillah said gently. He stroked the head of his sister.

''Alright Mas. Thanks though. Tomorrow's the plan I'll answer their proposal.''

''Yes. When you refuse and accept the proposal they speak carefully. Those who receive will certainly feel happy while those who are rejected will certainly feel sick and disappointed. But still speak softly, so that the man you refuse can accept with a spacious chest.''

''Yes mas. Then I went to the room first.'' said Hanifa, she felt relieved because she had told the Big Brother.

''Yes, rest.'' said Abdillah. After Hanifa's departure, Abdillah sat leaning against the wall of the sofa, she thought wandering. ''Huh ... Soon Hanifa will let go of her bachelor time back, I feel relieved. But ... Me? Ah ... It seems that I must indeed fight like Mr. Malik. Slowly I will try to approach the woman who lately managed to make my chest rustle strangely.'' Abdillah muttered with her hands on her head. Abdillah did not have any experience at all approaching a woman, naturally he felt difficulty where to start.

***

In a different place, at the Arumi residence.

''Mas, where are you going?'' asked Arumi astonished to see the husband who was getting ready, he looked handsome in neat clothes and now he was spraying perfume on his clothes. Arumi who was sleeping in the room slowly got up, then sat on the edge of the mattress, he looked at Setya with a probing gaze.

''Mas wants to meet with friends Mas.'' replied Setya lying by combing his hair.

''Which friend?''

''Mm ... Friends Mas time Mas ngojek first.''

''Should this be asphy?''

''It has to be a darling. Mas dressed neatly so that friends Mas pangling see the current Mas and they will admit that Mas really has been successful and happy living with you.'' said Setya again casually. Setya is good at tongue-licking.

''You have a point too Mas.'' Arumi smiled knot.

''Yes. Go well, you rest at home. It won't be long.'' Setya stroked his wife's hair gently.

''Well, Mas.''

''What will you buy when Mas comes home?''

''I don't want anything. Enough of you being loyal and caring to me, I already feel happy.''

''O''Muacchh ... You are a good wife.'' Setya kissed Arumi. Arumi was so happy to be treated that way. Because he does not yet know about Setya's true nature. I don't know what would have happened if Arumi had known that Setya had misappropriated restaurant money and now she had dared to play with other women, younger and more beautiful than Arumi. While Setya's parents have returned to the village from a few days ago. Actually, Setya and Hellen's mother did not want to go home, but, Setya's father forced, because his father knew about the fraud that Setya and his mother had done against Arumi. Setya's father had advised Setya, but Setya would not listen. Setya's father has resigned what will happen to Setya in the future. He was really tired of seeing the behavior of the son who was getting older.

***

Setya drove Arumi's four-wheeled vehicle to Siska's house with a very happy feeling. Siska said she was ready. And Siska was also waiting for him at the crossroads.

''O'Uhuyy ... Asikkk, I can no longer wait to feel the pleasure of young leaves. Arumi it's so easy for me to kibulin.'' Setya muttered while driving. He whistled with a cheerful face. Not long after that he saw a woman in sexy clothes standing on the side of the road, Setya stepped on the brake pedal quickly. Then he opened the car door.

''Enter the Princess.'' said Setya. Siska smiled shyly at Setya's words. Then Siska got in the car. He sat in the front seat next to Setya.

''Where are we going, Mas Setya?'' siska asked in a spoiled voice.

''Let's watch it first, yeah. I bought a ticket, Setya replied. He placed his hand on Siska's open thigh, as Siska only wore a short tight skirt above the knee. Then Setya stroked it slowly.

''Geli ah Mas.'' Siska pushed Setya's hand away from her thigh.

''Mm ... Very ticklish indeed!'' setya protest.

''That's not it. I'm not used to it.''

''Yes, then let me get used to it.''

''Iiihhh Mas naughty.'' Siska patted Setya's small arm.

''It's been a transfer, yes, it was.''

''Yes, I know. Thank you very much.''

''Same-sama. Anyway tonight you should accompany Mas.''

''Alright.'' replied Siska nodding steadily. Siska was that innocent, she was a village girl who had never seen nominal money with a lot of money. It was so easy Setya wooed. Because he needed money for his parents in the village.

Seriate.