
The clouds came out of the mosque after performing the Ashar prayer. Sit on the terrace leaning against a large pillar and wearing shoes.
At the same time several neighboring mothers passed by. At first, everything seemed ordinary, until Cloud vaguely heard the name of his wife mentioned in their conversation.
“I'm still thinking Rainbow, Mom. Pity him,” said one of them.
“Iya. Though when viewed, her husband Rainbow is kind and polite. It turns out that behind the Rainbow his behavior is like that.” A concerned tone sounded from them. Making the Clouds sitting behind the pillars take a deep breath.
Why am I?
"I'm concerned, Bu Mai and Mr. Ahmad have what's wrong to get such a ghost?"
"What pity is the rainbow, ma'am. Her husband was a drinker, liked to fight, even cheating again with other women. Look at that, Rainbow's face immediately pale as soon as he saw the pictures of her husband."
The eyes of the Clouds bought upon hearing that conversation. His joints suddenly felt weak. There were many question marks filling his mind. Followed by a sudden feeling of fear.
What does the photo mean? Did I not-don't-don't I framed someone last night?
The clouds had not been able to untangle the tangled threads in his brain until his neighbors entered the mosque. Not wanting to buy time, the man rushed home and walked in a hurry to get home.
If he does not immediately set the problem straight, there may be another big misunderstanding between himself and his wife and in-laws, as some time ago. And don't want such an event to happen again.
“How about Rainbow get angry because of that photo?”
From a distance not so far away, a sedan car parked in front of the house. The clouds snorted in annoyance, realizing who the owner of the super luxury vehicle was. His long legs went even faster.
Just entering the courtyard of the house, Rainbow had already welcomed with his shady smile. The clouds were astonished, for he was sure the Rainbow would immediately search him with a number of demanding questions.
"Assalamu'alaikum," he said hesitantly.
"Wa'alaikumsalam." The rainbow drew near to the husband and kissed the back of his hand.
“Hunny, I heard a neighbor talk, he said someone sent me a picture of me drinking and fighting. I can explain everything, please don't misunderstand me first!”
“I know, Hubby! We'll talk in the room, yeah.”
The smile that was painted on the lips of the Rainbow did not necessarily make the clouds feel relieved. He looked at his wife as if he could not wait to explain last night.
“I really did not do as they accuse, by Allah!”
The rainbow returned her husband's gaze.
“Hubby, didn't I say earlier that on your journey there will be many exams?”
The clouds nodded their heads. Still stuck in his memory Rainbow speech some time ago. "I remember, but ...."
"So keep a good prejudice against Allah. Do not be easily provoked slander. Come on, let's go inside."
The rainbow embraces her husband's arm entering the house through the side door. Because in the living room there was Thunder who was chatting with father and Zidan.
In the living room, though,
“Previous sorry, Dad. Not that I meant to be presumptuous or to accuse the non-existent. But ... I know exactly what the salary of all my subordinates is monthly. And looking at Rainbow's husband's position now, it doesn't feel possible if he has that much funds.”
Ahmad and Zidan's father looked at each other. Zidan signaled to dad to stay calm.
Without them noticing, the Clouds and Rainbows that had accidentally heard the conversation, were about to head for the room.
The rainbow body felt cramped to realize the anger on her husband's face. His hands were clenched tightly until the veins in his hands stood out. The clouds would immediately step in, but the Rainbow quickly hugged his waist.
“Hunny, he has accused me of being a no-no,” whispered Awan did not accept the vile charge of the boss.
“I believe you, Hubby! Is that not enough?”
The clouds stared at Thunder from behind the curtains with sharp eyes. Several times he said istighfar in his heart to reduce his anger.
You sent him to test me, didn't you, Rabb?
"We'll go to the room, yes," asked Rainbow.
Inevitably, the Clouds followed his wife. He resigned when the rainbow took him to the room.
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"Sorry, Thunder Boy. I'm not defending the Cloud boy." Father immediately interrupted, before Thunder said something else. "But what does Nak Thunder mean to say like that?"
"Look, Dad. He works at my company. His position was quite high and he was always a leader for big projects. But judging from his lifestyle as far as I know he likes hurrah, it is very unlikely that he has that much funds."
Zidan who understood the direction of Thunder's talk instantly interjected. "You mean Brother Guntur, Brother Awan there are indications of corruption?"
Thunder was silent for a moment, before finally saying, "Sorry, if this is wrong. But are we not obliged to ask the origin of the fund? I also don't want to accuse you indiscriminately."
Zidan smiled. "Dad, Brother Thunder is right. Kak Awan does not have that much funding from the salary of working in Kak Guntur's company."
Thunder nodded in agreement with complete confidence.
"But when viewed from the background of Kak Awan, having that much funding is very possible."
"meaning?" tanya Guntur curious.
"Kak Awan is the youngest son of Om Fery Dewanto. Maybe you've heard that name?"
Thundered Mind. Exploring thinking of the name that Zidan just called. Of course he knows that name. One of the owners of a large company that has several branches at home and abroad.
Uncontrollable, his face turned pale. He also tried to remember the full name of his subordinate.
Vishnu Dewanto Cloud.
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