My husband my best friend's boyfriend
Chapter 39

Yudi always filled his free time, to participate in the performance of art from the art community in the neighborhood where he lived. They are a group of young people who have a hobby or expertise in the field of art. Most of them are kids who drop out of school. The little thugs who are forced to live on the streets. Merrka needs guidance and support so that their future is more focused.

As one of the foster parents for that art community. Yudi is more active in sponsoring art performances from young people in expressing their creativity.

Yudi's concern, accommodating the youth group, from various backgrounds. Warmly welcomed by the head of the teruna reef where he lives. Yudi, also always give guidance so that the group is more focused in creating.

With all his busyness, Yudi, comforted and found a place to escape from his suffering.

Like that night, Yudi, again accompanied the musical performance named "Taste Room". Called a taste room, because as a space or place to pour all the flavors from the heart. Where to express young blood turmoil so as not to deviate from the actual line.

Fellow members can share their own experiences. Express the artistic talent that members have. Role art, music, or other art.

After a long time, following the staging of the art she sponsored. It was only this time that Yudi, as if being dragged back to his past. The past, which he always tries to forget. Although not completely, at least not make it dissolve directly in grief.

The presence of the 5-year-old little boy, who was running cheerfully came towards him made Yudi gasp in shock. Especially when the boy was standing in front of him, flailing his hands to be able to touch him. Then, he laughed as if there were no burden. Truly, it had reminded him of his memories with his son who had died ten years ago.

His son, Sean, also loves clowns. Many children are afraid to see clowns. Sean, on the contrary, loves to play with clowns. If Sean were alive, he'd be a teenager by now. Tonight, he's exactly 15.

Tonight is Sean's birthday. In memory of his son, Yudi tonight is wearing a clown suit. Unexpectedly, if tonight, Yudi, will meet Kevin, a boy who also likes clowns. The boy, who revealed his old memories of his son.

For some reason, Kevin's face and manner, as if Sean's duplicate. Almost, Yudi, forgot that Sean was dead. If only Yudi, did not see the figure of his mother Kevin, who walked hastily following the steps of his son.

Yudi, very sorry, because he did not have time to ask for his mother's mobile number, Kevin. Ah, hopefully we will be reunited at another time, muttered Yudi to himself.

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"Ma, Om clown earlier, funny yes," said Kevin on the way home.

"Kevin's happy, huh, see you clown?" dara shouted, rivaling the noise of the vehicle.

"Yes, Ma. Kevin, likes. Her cunt wants the same photo, Kevin." Kevin tightened his arms around his waist, Dara. It seems he's cold.

"Kevin, it's cold, son?" exclaimed Dara, while feeling the tiny hand of Kevin that was coiled around her waist.

"Yes, Ma."

"Patience, yes, son. Ntar also we arrived," Dara stopped the speed of the motor when the red light was on. He put his jacket on Kevin's body. Kevin, feel warmer. When the green light comes on, the vehicle on both sides of Dara, the mulsi moves.

That's when Dara accidentally saw her husband's car. A woman was on Revan's side, but Dara could not see the woman's face.

The sound of a vehicle horn in the back, Dara, jerked him from the daydream. Hurry Dara, re-apply the bike. Trying to concentrate, even though his mind is filled with big question marks.

Suspicion, Dara, is not unwarranted. Her husband's troubles lately, had already deeply troubled her heart. Because her husband barely has time for his family.

The reason is because of the many tasks of the office, meetings with business associates, sudden meetings. Until a visit out of town. All that busyness, can still be accepted, Dara, as long as the suaminnya honest. Dara, will give her trust.

But what he just saw. Although it is not yet clear the truth, Dara's feelings seemed to be dysentile. He must re-examine his trust. At least, must be vigilant so that what ever happened in his family first, not repeated again.

Dara, park her motorcycle on the terrace. Kevin got off the fucking crap. From his face, there was a sense of fatigue. However, his lips still held a smile. The rest of his happiness, probably because he met a clown.

After turning the key, Dara, enters in Kevin's steps. The living room was dark, now bright. Dara, ask Kevin to wash his hands and face, then copy the clothes.

"Vin, mama made rice for your dinner, huh?" exclamation Dara.

"Yes, Ma" said Kevin from the bathroom. "We don't eat together, Papa, do we?" kevin asked, after coming out of the bathroom. Then sit sweetly at the dinner table.

"Change the clothes first, son. Mama's pajamas put it on your bed." Kevin went to his room without waiting for his mother to speak twice. After changing clothes, Kevin returned to the dining table. Dara, has finished arranging the food on the table.

"Ma, why hasn't Papa come home yet, huh?" lamented Kevin.

"Maybe a moment, son. Come on, let's eat first." The two children finally ate dinner in silence. Maybe because he was hungry, Kevin just enjoyed the food without saying anything. He usually tells me anything.

Meanwhile, Dara, also did not say much because it was still affected by the incident at the red light earlier. Her husband has not arrived home yet. Though if the estimated time, surely Revan is the one who will arrive earlier than them at home. When I saw him at the red light. However, until 10pm, Revan had not yet returned home.

Been many times, Dara, calling. The number he was aiming for was always inactive. Prejudice, Dara, has traveled everywhere.

Does Revan not remember his promise to Kevin at all? How busy her husband works, until this late has not come home.

As the thought, Dara, raged suddenly came the sound of Revan's car horn. Dara, who was in Kevin's room, delivered her sleep immediately rushed to open the door.

I don't know, let alone the reason her husband is now over his delay, go home. It felt, Dara, was also reluctant to ask.

"Click...!" the sound of a key child playing is heard. As the door knocks from, Revan. With a slightly sour face, Dara, welcomed the arrival of her husband. Take over the bag from Revan's hand.

"Where's kevin, Dek? You're asleep, huh?" Revan asked while removing the tie from his neck. His face looks tired.

"Already, Bang. Brother, take a shower or have dinner?"****