A WIFE'S TEARS BEHIND A CLOWN COSTUME
Little clown

After that time, Mas Setya never returned home. Two weeks, yeah, it's been almost two weeks he hasn't stopped at the house he's been struggling to build. My son rarely asked where his father was. It seemed that the clash at dawn was so deep in the heart and brain of my little angel.

I'm still curious, who is that woman? From which circles he was, so that he could make the nature of Mas Setya change one hundred and eighty degrees.

**

Tonight is Sunday night. I'm still loyal to my profession, being a funny clown to entertain kids.

The money that Setya gave me back then is still saved. As a handle when in urgent circumstances. I love being a clown, my income is good. I can get fifty thousand to sixty thousand every night. It was so enough even more to eat me and my son. It depends on our gratitude. The more grateful we are, the more delicious we feel.

**

''Teh Hamidah, I nitip Arif again tonight yes, '' my hello. My kind neighbor was sitting on the porch of his house.

''Hiya Hanifa. Will be happy to take care of the handsome son of Teteh. Here darling we watch your favorite cartoon again.'' Hamidah Tea stood up, he approached Arif. Hamidah Tea has always considered Arif as his own son. Hamidah Tea is four years older than me. Hamidah tea is still faithful to its solitude. He worked as a kindergarten teacher and a najai teacher in the neighborhood where we live.

''Don't want to. Arif tonight wants to join Mother of work. Arif wants to help Mother.'' said my son. Arif was a little careless. He's so eager to come with me to the city park tonight.

''Arif wants to join Mother to play in the park? Then Hamidah Tea will also follow Mother.'' timpal Hamidah Tea with a cheerful face. Hamidah tea is very good in the business of making children happy.

''Hooray! Mom and I want to come with Mom. Hooray ....'' Arif leapt for joy hearing the words Hamidah Tea. Mother is the call that Arif prayed to Teh Hamidah.

''Seriously fixed?'' ask me with narrowed eyes.

''Yes. Two rius. Sometimes we can take a walk out. What else is this Sunday night. Kasian also Arif if you have to stay at home. You guys wait here for a second. Teteh will lock the door first.''I nodded, Teh Hamidah passed locking the door and took her bag.

The three of us walked to the park. Arif's little voice became a chant for us during our walk. He told me everything that made laughter rise in my face and Hamidah Tea. Arif is a smart and cheerful boy.

Before going to the city park, we stopped by for a while at the house of Mr. Hj Ahmad. He is the master of clowns, where I have worked all this time. Hj Ahmad has a noble heart. He deliberately produces as many Clown costumes, with various forms of funny cartoon characters whatever the children's favorite. Mr. Hj Ahmad has helped many local people with his business. So that anyone who wants to work in the city park at night or during the day just stop by the house of Mr. Hj Ahmad. If I'd rather be a clown at night.

''Assalamu'alaikum Mas.'' greet me in a polite tone to Mas Yusuf his son Pak Hj Ahmad. Mas Yusuf who was sitting on the porch reading a book was a little surprised because of my greeting.

''Walaikumsallah Hanifa.'' Joseph answered quickly. His eyes are staring at us. ''Eh there is a handsome Arif same Ustadzah Hamidah as well.'' cried Mas Yusuf. Mas Yusuf was a young Ustadz in our residence. His face is so beautiful. He's still a bachelor, too.

I looked towards Teh Hamidah, Teh Hamidah's face slightly blushing with a shy look. Naturally, because actually Hamidah Tea has long liked Mas Yusuf. He kept his love in silence.

''You take the Clown Costume, ''' asked Mas Yusuf.

''Yes, as always Mas.'' I replied.

''Yes already yuk in, Abi and Umi are out, filling studies in the next complex.'' Joseph stood up and opened the door. We followed him in the back.

''Wow, that's a lot of clown clothes. I also want to wear Clown clothes.'' said Arif with a fluffy smile when we reached the room where the clown costume storage.

''This real mas.'' my chimpanzee.

''Yes, it really is the Fa. If Ustadzah Hamidah wants to wear it too. There is no need to hide also nothing. For fun, entertainment for you on Sunday night.''

''God willing, thank you, '' said I.

''Yes. Together Hanifa.'' reply Mas Yusuf.

Hamidah tea still remains with his calm attitude. Shut up with a blushing face.

After that I took the clown costume I used to wear. Arif took a clown costume with the character Boboiboy, his favorite cartoon. The costume fit so well on her little body. Meanwhile, Teh Hamidah chose a blue clown costume.

***

We're already in the city park. The city park looks so crowded tonight, young people and a small family with two children seem to fill this place, not to escape also a pair of grandparents who do not want to miss. In the city park there is a night market. A variety of entertainment is available here.

Me, Teh Hamidah and Arif wiggled our bodies wrapped in clown costumes to entertain visitors. The little boy wanted to be in the photo with us. The most loved of them is the Arif Clown costume. They were so happy to see the cartoon character Boboiboy. Arif shook his body happily. When taking a picture, he will show two fingers. It seems like Arif is enjoying it. But I was worried that I was afraid that Arif would be exhausted and fall ill. Various kinds of payments we receive, some give 5 thousand, 10 thousand and 15 thousand.

''Udah, Arif if you want to rest gih there with Hamidah Tea, let Mother only work.'' I shouted loudly so that Arif heard. The noise in the city park makes our speech unclear, difficult to hear. It was quiet again, so I said.

''Arif is still not tired Mother.'' replied Arif.

''Hiya Hanifa. They also enjoy entertaining children. Let us rest together.'' said Teh Hamidah.

As we were chatting, suddenly a girl with hair on two lips ran towards us.

''Yes, the clowns are so many. Very humorous. Moreover, this one.'' said the girl excitedly. He touched us one by one. The arif that is touched is getting more fun. Arif increasingly quickly shook his body left to right. My face covered in a clown costume stared inwardly at the girls. This girl looked like a girl at the time. It is not wrong anymore, this is indeed the daughter who was carried by Mas Setya at that time.

When I was daydreaming. Suddenly a woman's voice sounded.

''Maca, you're naughty, you left Mama and Papa just like that. Next time don't do it again, Papa to panic chase your steps. We are afraid our beloved daughter is missing.''

Degh's!

My heart feels like it's going to be broken. I saw them again.

Seriate.

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