A WIFE'S TEARS BEHIND A CLOWN COSTUME
Day H 1

The days change, and the days change. Now comes the day that Abdillah and Hamidah will have their marriage, a sacred bond worth the longest service in life.

In his room, Hamidah looks very beautiful with simple makeup, according to his request, he wants his face in makeup with ordinary make, not too menor and striking, he wants to make up, in accordance with his simple personality. White wedding dress and colorful hijab in line with the crown on the head increasingly adds to the impression of elegance, he smiled knots staring at the reflection of himself in front of the mirror, when remembering the face of the future husband, the face, suddenly he felt a soft sigh in his chest along with his suddenly red face. She did not expect, it turns out Abdillah is her future husband, she felt so lucky to be loved by a man like Abdillah, a man who is really good and certainly responsible.

Rian and Santi, after a small debate at that time, never again did Santi come to visit the Andra family home, once Ainun visited Santi's house to inform him about Hamidah's marriage, but his sister was even careless and did not care about the existence of Ainun, Ainun could only stroke the chest looking at the arrogant and stubborn attitude of the sister who never changed from the old days, since they were children. While Rian, he still behaved as usual towards Andra and Ainun. Because indeed, Rian is a man who has a good personality, unlike Mama who is crazy with treasures, thrones and is so obsessed with seizing the treasure of the Andra family.

''Where are you going, Rian?'' santi asked when she saw her son was getting ready with his shirt and trousers. Rian looks so handsome.

''I'm going to Aunt Ainun's house, Ma. I'm going to attend my cousin's wedding. Is Mama not going there?'' rian said as it is.

''Stop referring to that village lady as your cousin!'' sanggah Santi looked at his son with slightly bulging eyes.

''What's wrong, Ma. Hamidah is my cousin. Try to change the childish nature of the Mama. I'm tired of seeing Mama who always put on a rogue face and always prejudiced against those closest to Mama, Hamidah is really a nephew, Mama.'' rian said casually as he rolled his long shirt arm up to the elbow. While his mother was getting up and up hearing the words of the son who had dared to refute her.

''How dare you refute Mama's words now?!'' santi shuffled her waist.

''It's not so, Ma. What's wrong with us being happy with the happiness that is afflicting the family of Om Andra and Aunt Ainun. Hadn't they been very good to us, so far Om and Aunt have met all our needs, even more. And I was also allowed by them to be an important person in their company. While Papa's my birth, where is he? Where is that irresponsible man, Ma!'' said Rian with a louder tone while looking at Mama fixed.

After Rian said those words, his mother was only stunned to hear the words of the son who had never expected Rian would dare to say that, as he did, because all this time Rian was more silent and always obeyed what was said by him. But all the words of Rian are true, all this time Andra and Ainun were very good to his son and himself.

Rian finally passed from his Mama's presence by shaking his head, then he drove his four-wheeled vehicle to the Andra family home. From childhood, Rian had indeed grown up without being accompanied by the figure of a biological father. Her father had left her and her mother just because of another woman. And until now Rian never again met his real father. All he knew, all this time only Andra and Ainun were very concerned about him. Andra even often pick her up when she was in kindergarten first. The figure of Rian and the fate of little Rian may not be less distant than the fate of Arif today, the difference is that Arif has a biological mother and a foster father who is very good to him. Meanwhile, Rian, until now the Mama is still at home widowed and made the Andra family as his ATM machine.

After driving a fair distance, Rian finally arrived at his destination, the Andra family home seemed to have been crowded with vehicles lined up neatly in the parking lot, not only that, but also that, in the spacious courtyard of the house also stands a contemporary tent and ornaments in the form of flowers, as well as neatly arranged tables. After parking his car, Rian just went inside the Andra family home, inside seemed to be quite crowded with their close relatives. Seeing Rian's presence, they greeted Rian kindly, none of his relatives asked for Santi's whereabouts, as they already knew about Santi's slightly strange habits. The groom is still not coming, Rian breathed a sigh of relief, as he was not late to arrive.

''Rian, finally you come too, Om wait-wait from earlier, Om guess you will not come, Son.'' said Andra while patting Rian's little shirt.

''I'm definitely coming, Om. But Mama, I'm sorry, my Mama couldn't come, Om.''Rian felt a little guilty for the absence of the Mama.

''You are a good boy. It's okay, Om same Aunt already understood.''

''Thanks, Om. Uh, which bride is this, Om?'' rian asked with a smile.

''Come, Om.''

Then Rian and Andra went upstairs to Hamidah's room. Once he reached Hamidah's room, Ainun who saw the presence of Rian and then approached the nephew after his tightly hugged Rian strapping body. Rian hugged the aunt.

''Thank you for coming good boy.'' said Ainun sincerely while stroking Rian's back. Although the younger brother did not come, but he was grateful, the nephew could come. Another one that Ainun was grateful for, he felt very grateful because Rian did not have a haughty nature like his Mama.

''Yes, Auntie. Aunty kayak with anyone.''Rian reply.

''Thank you for coming, Brother.'' said Hamidah again.

''Same-same, Deck. Congratulations, yes, may you always be happy. And your household runs in harmony and is always endowed with the pleasure of Allah SWT.'' Rian stroked the head of Hamidah, his prayers sincere without any pretense.

''How are we?'' goda Hamidah smiled slightly.

''What's the bear?'' rian asked confusedly, so were Ainun and Andra.

''Bareng-bareng we marry.'' Hamidah replied with a small chuckle.

''Hehehe, Brother there are no candidates yet.'' Rian scratched his non-itchy nape. Ainun and Andra smiled happily at the familiarity that was established between Hamidah and Rian.

''Your brother is handsome doang Hamidah, but for matters of romance he has no experience at all.'' said Andra rightly, because Rian does not have a lover.

''Om can do it.''

As they were chatting, suddenly a servant approached them, informing them that the groom had arrived. Hamidah and the others prepared to descend to welcome the arrival of Abdillah's entourage, and soon Akad would begin.

While in the courtyard of the Andra family home, Abdillah walked slowly accompanied by Sarah and Hanifa. Abdillah wore all-white clothes, while the Hanifa troupe wore mocca-colored clothes, a uniform they sewed specifically for the wedding of Abdillah and Hamidah. Hanifa's stomach looks increasingly squeaky, her face looks radiant, during pregnancy, Hanifa looks more beautiful with her body more contained. Malik and Arif walk behind Abdillah. Then after that, they saw Hamidah and his family had stood at the main doorway, welcoming their arrival.

Seriate.