Behind The Lies
Never Check Not Means Matched

Angkasa could not sleep and kept thinking about Adisty's words, actually he did not have the heart to let Adisty go home without his help, at least all this time he was always there for Adisty. However, she hopes that for this time Adisty understands, she just doesn't want to get involved anymore, she's afraid that Adisty might mess up her marriage.

Space breaks down the body in bed, the mind is in control. Why should she think of anything other than her marriage?

A week is long enough to find out everything. Maybe not for Adisty, but for himself.

Space takes the phone and tries to call Ashilla.

In the ringtone all three of his calls were answered. There was a tired voice at the end. Is it still up to Space to talk about this with a woman who is tired of taking care of other people's lives all day and forgetting her own life?

“What are you doing again?” ask Space.

“I want to sleep.”

“I'm interrupting?”

“If I said yes?”

Space speechless. Then there was a sound of weirdness on the other end.

“What do you want to talk to?”

“No, I just wanted to say I miss you.”

Ashilla laughed again. “Newly this afternoon.”

“Iya.” Space smiled stiffly. He really wouldn't have done this. Ashilla is everything, she does not want to ruin the atmosphere of her beloved woman.

“We should not meet first, said Mother we can feel homesickness more than this on our wedding day later,” Ashilla coral.

The sky smiled again. Hearing Ashilla speak seemed impossible that the woman was hiding something from him. Maybe Adisty lied to him. Adisty may have a more cunning plan than he has ever done before.

“I can't get far from you.”

“Don't be childish, soon you will be a father.”

The sky smiled again. “Since you first received me, I've been a father to Asa.”

Ashilla smiled gently. Where else could he find a man like Space. Even Asa's father didn't admit it.

“You must be tired, yes already, better now you sleep.” Eventually, Space ended its phone call.

“Ya I'll see you next week.”

“Next week?” Suddenly Space rises.

Ashilla laughs. “How else, we should be pingit.”

“Udah no time, Darling.”

“Iya anyway, yes we met tomorrow.”

“Yes, inevitably because we do not rely on others for our marriage. Tomorrow at ten I will go home because Aunt Maya wants to meet you with Mother.”

“Yes, I forgot.”

“Luck I ingetin.”

“Yes, I hung up. “

“See you tomorrow.”

“Iya.” The phone network ended their conversation.

Ashilla never knew the purpose of Space calling her. Space itself doesn't want to think about that. He wants his marriage to go well.

***

Returning from the hospital according to the scheduled time. All of his family members gathered at home. Ganjar was happy because his house was now so crowded.

Ashilla and Aruna are cooking in the kitchen because soon the Angkasa family will come home. Both were compact assisted Bi Sumi. Faran was watching.

Aruna smiled. “I haven't cooked in a long time. If there is Mas Faran also we more often eat out or buy so.”

“But, ever dong dimasakin, about you like him cook what?” ask Ashilla to Faran.

“I don't like to see him for long in the kitchen,” replied Faran. Of course what Faran said was not true. Aruna never cooked any food for her.

“Tuh, ‘kan ...” Aruna turned towards the stove. “So, why do I cook.”

“It's a shame, even though my father always praised Aruna's cooking. Why the hell, Mas, indeed if for a long time in the kitchen he became the smell of onions?” Ashilla continued to tease the couple.

Faran smiled. Honestly, he also wanted to praise his wife if Aruna really wanted to make food for him.

“Keep if not in the kitchen you like to see him linger where?”

“In the room, in front of the laptop,” said Aruna while frying onions. It could only be him alone, even though Faran never forbid him to continue working even though he was alone.

“Yes, just yesterday he forgot his laptop,” said Faran while leaving the kitchen.

Ashilla flabbergasted. “As you speak the opposite,” accuse the long-haired woman.

“No, which Mas Faran said was true, you ‘kan know he never lied.”

“Yes, but since living with you, he's been so good at lying, just like me.”

Actually Ashilla did not mean to insinuate, however, Aruna was too sensitive to accept his words.

The woman was stunned in front of the frying pan until she was unaware of the orek eggs that she fried.

“Gosh.” Ashilla quickly stopped cutting vegetables and immediately turned off the stove.

Aruna. “Sorry.”

“Don't while daydreaming, fortunately the charade is not severe,” tirade Ashilla.

Aruna quickly turned around and left the kitchen. While Ashilla has not realized that Aruna has just been offended by him.

“Udah cooking?” faran asked as Aruna walked into the room.

“Neither cook, the eggs are scorched.” Aruna stood up and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Somehow suddenly the memory of many years ago reappeared, but it was long gone even it was too small to remember, but Aruna was indeed given a memory power that was quite sharp, but, even the little things are hard to forget. He wants to be like someone else who never bothered about small things, but he's not that kind of person, small things can be big in his life.

The quarrel never happened not because there was a match, but because Aruna and Faran both gave up on each other, thus making the two too comfortable about it.

“Mas,” call Aruna.

“Iya?” Faran left his book and immediately looked at the wife's back.

Aruna stared at Faran's long shadow in the mirror. “How many times have you lied because of me?”

Faran frowned. “Lying how?”

Aruna. How could he have said that he had just been offended by Ashilla's words.

Faran scratched his own head. “Which one is?”

“Nevent to think about,” said Aruna while getting into bed and sleeping. Actually the sentence he just said was for himself, not for Faran.

“Kok even sleep, ‘kan want no guests.”

“His watch for Ashilla is not for me.” Aruna closed her eyes while turning her back to Faran.”I'm not feeling well either.”

Faran immediately placed a palm on Aruna's forehead.

“Not mean I have a fever. I just need a break.”

Faran sighed while keeping his hand away from his wife's forehead. “You were just how many times have I lied because of you?” Faran leaned back. “Already frequent.”

Aruna opened her eyes and pensively, but without changing position. “Maybe that's why our relationship never made any progress.”

Aruna quickly turned around and looked at her husband. He also thought so. Never bickering does not mean it is suitable, but because both of them are always giving up and lying is one of them. Not only does Faran always lie and pretend there is never a problem in his relationship, Aruna has also been an expert in doing so since she married the man. The point is that the feelings of both are not as free as Ashilla and Angkasa.