A WIFE'S TEARS BEHIND A CLOWN COSTUME
Emot love

At a time when Arumi was still blabbering by continuing to confess to Sarah that she was Abdillah's future wife, while Hamidah tried to be relaxed, her focus was on her phone screen, his hands moved agilely over the screen with a face smiling knot. He again replied to a message with Abdillah.

''Still in the hospital?'' abdillah asked with a smiling emot.

''Still.''

''I've asked my man to drive you, if you want to go home to the boutique.''

''Really? You shouldn't have bothered. I can go home by taxi or other public transport.''

''Yes, I gave the order from earlier. Maybe my man is waiting for you in the hospital parking lot. I don't feel bothered. I'm glad I did something for you.''

''Alright, thank you very much Abdillah.'' reply hamidah again accompanied emot smile widely.

''Don't thank me, I picked you up at the boutique, so I have to take responsibility for driving you back to the boutique.''

''But why did you even ask your man to take me to the boutique, why not just yourself?'' wrote Hamidah accompanied by a frown emot.

''Hehehe, sorry, I'm busy at the office. Actually I really want to be your driver, drive you anywhere you want, but .... Conditions are not possible at this time.'' Abdillah reply again accompanied by a smiling emot and an emot apology.

''Alright I understand, once again thank you very much Abdillah.''

''Yes, we are both Hamidah.''

''Iissh ...''

'' ..... '' Abdillah replied again with emot love marching three. Seeing that, Hamidah slightly misbehaved to him, his face suddenly warmed. He did not reply again because he was confused what to reply. ''I have to reply with the same emot, ah ... Nah! So that woman has to be expensive and have self-respect, I can't go to ge'eran just because Abdillah sent an emot love. But what does it mean to try sending gini messages?'' Hamidah speaks in the heart. Then he put his phone back in his bag.

Suddenly Arumi dropped her ass on the sofa, next to Hamidah, Hamidah threw a knotty smile towards Arumi.

''Have you been here long?'' asked Arumi, not liking it.

''Lumayan.'' Hamidah replied briefly.

''What were you doing again? Who else is sending the same message? I see you're so busy with your phone.''

''Mm ... Is, I again reply the message with someone.'' replied Hamidah still with a smile that adorns the lips.

''Who?'' asked Arumi a little urgently.

''Secrets are. So damn it!'' reply Hamidah relax.

''Because of the old girl, really smart!'' said Arumi quipped Hamidah in a soft tone like a whisper. He was afraid that Hanifa and Sarah would hear him.

''Lho, what's sewot anyway?'' hamidah was astonished.

''I like it. You are indeed an old girl, not practicing.'' replied Arumi again whispered right in Hamidah's ear. Hamidah stroked his chest slowly, controlling his emotions that were almost provoked to hear Arumi's words.

''Speak, mention ... Mending me to be an old girl, not in a hurry to get married, I better wait for the right matchmaker to come at the right time anyway. Rather than being a widow, a young widow, a young widow, 'is it really bad! I have twice more widowed.'' Hamidah reply did not want to lose by whispering also in Arumi's ear, he actually had to say that, he actually had to say that, but it seems like a person like Arumi has to be challenged and opposed in order for him to be aware. After saying that, Hamidah then walked over to Hanifa and Sarah who were near Arif's gurney, Hamidah joined them. As for Arumi, her flushed face restrained the anger of hearing what Hamidah said. He felt very upset. Both of his hands clenched tightly.

After chatting with Hanifa and Sarah, Hamidah said she would go home.

''I went back to the boutique first, yes, Hanifa, Auntie, '' said Hamidah softly.

''Yes, Tea. Be careful on the road, yes.'' Hanifa replied.

''Eh ... But who are you going home with Hamidah?'' ask Sarah.

''Ac ... Yes, Teteh returned home between Pak Agus aja, yes.'' haggling Hanifa.

''No need to. Abdillah said he had given orders to his man to take Teteh to the boutique.'' replied Hamidah with a little tone in hard right. Intentionally, he wanted Arumi to listen to him. Sure enough, after saying that, Arumi who was focusing on her phone then looked towards Hamidah. Seen once he saw Hamidah with a look of dislike.

''Ehem ... There seems to be a development of this.'' Goda Hanifa smiled sweetly. He forgot, maybe his words could have hurt Arumi.

''Lho, which is the real candidate Abdillah Hamidah or Arumi?'' sarah asked in wonder, her gaze was fixed on Hamidah and then turned to Arumi. While Arumi, her face looks increasingly unfriendly.

''I'm the same Abdillah just a friend, Aunt.'' replied Hamidah gently.

Then Hamidah passed out of Arif's room. But before that, he kissed Arif's forehead slowly, Arif was still sleeping.

Hamidah walked with footsteps passing through the hospital hallways, when he passed by the people in the hospital, he threw a knotty smile. Hamidah is that friendly. After walking a long distance, he finally arrived at the hospital parking lot, in the hospital parking lot he was wailing to see the person who would drive him. As he stood staring one by one at the vehicle, a tall athletic man, still young, approached him.

''Non Hamidah?'' asked the man looking at Hamidah.

''Yes, I am alone. You're Abdillah's man?'' sahut Hamidah's.

''Yes. Come on, Non.'' the man walked towards a car parked among the other cars.

Hamidah followed the man's steps, when he was near the car, the man opened the rear car door for Hamida.

''Please enter, Non.'' said the man kindly.

''Yes, thank you.'' Hamidah replied as he got into the car. The man nodded small while smiling knot. Then the man got into the car too, holding the steering wheel, after which he stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel and drove away from the hospital yard. While on his way, Hamidah suddenly wanted to visit his house for a while, a house he had not visited for a long time. He felt longed for the atmosphere of his simple house, a simple house that left many sweet memories between him, Hanifa and Arif.

''Em ... Mas, can you take me to this address?'' greet Hamidah in a slightly loud voice. He showed the screen of his phone to the man driving, on the screen of the phone written his home address. The man turned his head, looked at the address carefully, then replied.

''Oh, of course you can, Non.'' said the man steadily.

''alright.'' Hamidah smiled. During the trip, the man focused on driving, while Hamidah was a prophet and beristighfar in the heart. He is used to doing that anywhere and anytime when he is not very busy.

After the car drove far enough, finally the car turned into a street whose size only fit one car. On the way, the car that took Hamidah past Joseph's house, Hamidah accidentally saw Joseph who was about to enter his car inside the gate, Hamidah caught a glimpse, Hamidah, but he felt something strange about his heart. Usually when he saw Joseph, his heart would beat finely, pounding incoherently, but not this time. He feels ordinary.

Not long after that the car stopped right in front of his house. Hamidah got out of the car, he asked that the man in the car wait for him for a while.

''Wait a minute, yes.'' said Hamidah.

''It's okay for long, too.'' replied the man.

After that Hamidah took the key that was in his bag, then opened the padlock, as soon as the lock opened he entered the house.

''Dow, it's all dusty.'' Hamidah muttered while sticking his index finger to the dusty table. He then decided to clean his house for a while.

''It's okay for a long time, he said. I can clean for a minute. Cleanliness is part of faith. If my house is left dusty like this it could be dusting more and more, it will even become a den of jinn and demons. Iihhh serem.'' muttered Hamidah shuddering in horror. He then changed his clothes with home clothes, then he began to sweep every side of the house, wiping the table and furniture that is not how much, he also swept the porch of the house. As he swept the porch of the house, Abdillah's men shook their heads at Hamidah, the man raised his cell phone and photographed Hamidah secretly. After that he sent a photo of Hamidah to Abdillah.

''Here, Boss. Looks like Non Hamidah is cleaning up.''

''It's not like her, Bambang. But Hamidah is really cleaning up. Thanks for sending the photo. You follow everything he wants, yes.''re reply Abdillah accompanied emot laugh.

''Hehehe, well, Boss.'' replied the man named Bambang again accompanied by emot laughing as well.

Hamidah seems still sweeping on the terrace, some of his neighbors greet him, they chat for a while and also let go of longing. After sweeping and chatting, Hamidah would enter the house again, but suddenly a voice sounded someone calling her.

''Mbak Hamidah ..'' call the person. Hamidah looked over to the origin of the sound.

''Siska, how are you? when to return to Jakarta? Because as far as I know, at that time you and Setya 'will go home.'' said Hamidah.

''Alhamdulillah good Ma'am. Mama herself how is she? It's been a long time, Mommy. We went back to Jakarta for a long time. Ma'am will rarely come home here, so Mbak does not know.''

''Alhamdulillah I am also healthy and well. Uh, yeah, yeah. I haven't been back here in a long time. Em ... Where's setya?''

''I don't know where my husband is, Mom.''

''Lho, what is it?'' ask Hamidah in wonder. Hamidah then guided Siska to have them chat inside. As she sat down on the mat, Siska continued her words again.

''Yes, Ma'am. Setya has not been home for three days, I do not know where he is now, he said he went to work, but starting from last night his number was inactive. I'm so restless thinking about her Ma'am.''

''What does Setya do now?'' tanya Hamidah looked at Siska.

''I don't know, Ma'am.'' replied Siska softly with a face so sad. Hamidah was confused. He was confused as to how to respond to Siska's curses. As the two of them were still both silent with their respective thoughts, Bambang suddenly called out to Hamidah.

''Excuse me, Non. Sorry to interrupt, that's ... Looks like there are police looking for the next door neighbor.'' said Bambang. Hamidah and Siska looked at each other for a moment and then they stood up, they walked out of the house to see what Bambang said. It turned out to be true, two men in full police uniforms were standing at the door of Siska's house.

Seriate.