A WIFE'S TEARS BEHIND A CLOWN COSTUME
Love Expressions

In this special part Ameera and Yusuf ya manteman. Happy reading.

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''I mc ...''

Hus, huss .... Husss ...

Blowing wind hit the body of Yusuf and Ameera, making Ameera urgently to continue her words and urang to express her feelings, she was busy holding her robe and hijab so as not to be exposed to the wind. The gusts of wind that are getting louder and faster make them want to move places, those who sit outside and then move to the inner table. Joseph did not listen clearly to what Ameera had to say.

As they were already sitting at the inner table, they started the conversation again.

''What? What did you want to say Ameera? I couldn't hear clearly what you were saying, because of the sound of the wind that was disturbing.'' Joseph looked at Ameera. Along with that the rain fell on the earth, the rain was so heavy with water droplets that were quite large.

''Em ... Yusuf, I want to ask, have you not thought of getting married at this young age of yours? Don't you need a companion who will accompany your days in order to be more colorful, someone who will respect you as the head of the family and someone who will treat you very special?'' ask Ameera seriously. Joseph frowned, Ameera's question sounded strange in her ears. But finally he replied to Ameera.

''I have not found someone who is right Ameera.'' Yusuf replied briefly with a knotty smile.

''So far it is not yet?'' ask Ameera.

''Yes.''

''What kind of woman do you want?''

''The woman who was able to make my heart pound when I looked at her, the woman who with her simplicity was able to create a beautiful smile on my lips.'' explained Yusuf. Again the shadow of the wife's face flashed in memory. He tried to forget, but still could not.

''Have you ever found such a woman before?'' ask Ameera again.

''Hu'um.'' Yusuf gave a small nod, then took a sip of his tea to neutralize the strange taste in the chest from getting a question from Ameera. Questions that he found quite personal. No one had ever dared to ask her that question.

''Is that person Hanifa?'' ameera asked with a trembling voice.

''Uhuk, uhukk ...'' Joseph coughed at Ameera's question. He felt shocked.

''A-you mean?'' again Joseph asked with a frown.

''Yes, is the woman you love Hanifa?'' repeated Ameera, with great difficulty she endured the sudden jealousy as she mentioned Hanifa.

''Where do you know Ameera that I loved Hanifa?'' ask Yusuf. He turned his face aside. He felt a little embarrassed because Ameera already knew about his true feelings. He never told anyone about his love for Hanifa. Only her parents and Hanifa knew about the feeling. That feeling he stored and pendam perfectly in the bottom of his heart.

''Ameera I think your question is a little presumptuous. As an ordinary friend you shouldn't ask this deeply about my feelings! And my personal problems.'' Joseph's words were full of emphasis and a little emotion, which succeeded in making Ameera's heart feel pain.

"I just want to know Joseph, do you still love Hanifa?!'' ameera sounded out a snarl. His breath was hunting.

''Yes Ameera. I still love Hanifa.'' Yusuf replied softly.

''Ooh ... Okay, enough.'' Ameera. His eyes immediately filled with tears. Then, test! A drop of tears slid down her smooth cheek.

''I'm just an ordinary friend to you. Though we have spent days together long enough and can be said to be close. I've considered you more, but you don't think I mean anything at all.'' Ameera spoke with a trembling voice.

''What do you mean Ameera?'' Joseph did not understand. He was confused about how to deal with Ameera.

''Maybe my destiny should be like this. My love is not welcome, not considered valuable at all.''

''Ameera, sorry.''

''Easy. I want to go home.'' Ameera stood up from her seat and walked out of the cafe with wide footsteps.

''Rain is still heavy Ameera. You will be sick!'' Joseph went after Ameera.

''Let it. Aren't I just an ordinary friend to you!.''

''Ameera I don't understand what you mean?!''

They stood under the heavy rain. Next to the car. Both wet. They stood facing each other.

''I love you Joseph. But you still love people's wives. You're a very pathetic man. Know it? It used to be that my relationship with Malik was so close, we were friends. I loved her once. I once expressed my feelings to him. But he prefers Hanifa. I'm sick, disappointed, hurt. But I don't want to drag on loving someone who doesn't love me, I choose to get up and forget. Malik is happy with Hanifa. They have been happy! And us?!''

''Until the moment we met you, as we often spent time together made that feeling grow in my heart. I love you, I don't want to be a hypocritical woman for too long harboring an endless, directionless feeling. So I decided to express my feelings now to you, I realized that I was no longer young, my parents kept urging me to get married and give them grandchildren, my parents always ask about you, they assume that you are the man who will be my husband. But it turns out you still love Hanifa. They are already happy! Hiks ..'' Ameera's race accompanied by her cries. Joseph who saw her felt pity. Little did Ameera say was true, and Joseph was conscious. Then he said.

''If you really love me, help me Ameera, help me to forget Hanifa.'' said Yusuf lirih, he saw sincerity in Ameera's eyes. Ameera and Joseph had been drenched. Some of the people in the cafe were staring strangely at them.

Ameera nodded steadily. ''I will help you.'' he replied without hesitation. This time he will try hard to get the heart of the man he loves. He will fight for Joseph as he can.

Seriate.