
“Now I want you to be honest,” pinta Aruna.
“I have to be honest what?”
“You said you lied a lot. I ask now you are honest.”
Faran fell silent and looked at his old wife. Then he lowered his head and kissed his wife. Seeing Faran's behavior, Aruna even upset and quickly turned around.
Faran. Then he re-enforced his body. “I'm lying if I like to see you linger in front of the laptop. I'd be lying if I said I didn't like seeing you linger in the kitchen. Now I'm honest I want you to cook for me and provide all my needs.”
Aruna's heart is beating. “Why haven't you told me before?”
“I don't want to burden you.”
“Ya already if that is not necessary.”
“Iya, because Mas knows you never want.”
Just this time Faran pissed Aruna off. “Whose word do I not want? You never told me what you wanted!”
“Ssttt .. don't need to be discussed, dear. Seriously I don't have a problem.”
“Not a problem?” Aruna turned. “Should if it wasn't a problem, you didn't have to say.”
“Kan you nanya. You asked me to be honest. Yes I told you,” said Faran calmly.
Aruna is getting angry. “Mas asked me not to hold back everything I felt, but Mas himself held it.”
Faran. “Keep you want Mas to be stubborn?”
Aruna's hands clenched firmly and Faran saw it.
“You've calmed down.” Faran grabbed it straight away. “Mas don't know what's going on and what you're feeling until suddenly you're like this.”
Aruna took a deep breath as she closed her eyes. “It looks like Mas don't need to know all of you,” he said while opening his eyes.
From his tone, Faran knew that Aruna was very upset. “Loh how is it?” tanyanya remained calm.
“Lupain aja, I want to sleep.” Aruna turned back and turned back to him.
“Honey, not good sleep clock this time,” said Faran as he approached.
“No matter,” replied Aruna ketus.
Faran just smiled. Just this time he saw Aruna's slightly spoiled and childish behavior. Aruna never behaved like this.
Let alone Faran, Aruna himself was confused and did not know what happened to him.
***
Since last night Nadine had been planning to leave Iyash's house. And this morning she dragged her suitcase out of the room.
Ira was surprised to see Nadine take out all her belongings. “Where are you going?” ask Ira as she approaches.
“I want to go to Makassar, Papa called last night and he wants to meet,” lied Nadine.
Ira pensive. If that was the reason for Nadine, it would be difficult for her to ban the woman from leaving. The only possible way is that he should have Iyash persuade him.
“Where is it?”
The man was still unaware of what Nadine was doing, he instead looked casually down the stairs. Ira quickly approached her youngest child. “Why did you let Nadine go?” whisper Ira.
Iyash looked directly at the woman as well as her suitcase.
“Yash, at least for the next two days. Arisan friend Mama wants to come and Mama has said that there is Nadine here.”
Iyash quickly approached the woman. “Where are you going?”
“I want to Makassar.”
“Oh yes have left aja.”
Nadine. He thought Iyash would hold him back to stay.
“You have already sent it here,” added Iyash.
“How come, Yash?” Ira panic.
“He wants to see his father, Ma, we can't ban.”
“Tomorrow, this afternoon your friends will come.”
“What's the connection?” snoring Iyash.
“Nad, you are here first yes,” pinta Ira.
“You have any problem?” guess Ira.
Nadine looked at Iyash. “Tante, actually I and Iyash have nothing to do. We never dated.”
“Hah?” Ira immediately looked at Nadine and Iyash alternately. This must not happen, what his friends will think later, he has said that his son's future wife was Caucasian from Spain and lived long in Germany.
“Dining time, I saw Iyash hugging a woman in the restaurant's toilet aisle.”
Iyash's eyes immediately puffed up.
“Sorry, Yash, I accidentally.”
“Who, Iyash?” ask Ira.
Of course Iyash would not answer his question.
“Need Aunt knows that Iyash still can not accept the love of any woman because he–”
“Enough, Nad,” cut Iyash. “You can go.”
Nadine. “I think, I already know you very well, it turns out I was wrong.”
“I shouldn't have asked you to come. Sorry for the trouble,” said Iyash. Then he went to the dining table.
Ira is concerned, let alone Nadine, she as a mother does not really recognize her child.
“Ya already, Auntie, I'm sorry. Thank you for allowing me to stay here.”
Ira sighed, then turned to Iyash. “Yash, please dong. You don't let Nadine go.”
Iyash did not heed the wishes of his mother. He also abandoned his intention to eat and walked over to Nadine and brought her suitcase. “I'll take you to Airport.”
Nadine's heart is beating. He dragged Iyash's legs out of the house, then into the car.
Regardless of the mother, Iyash quickly got into the car and was ready to drive.
“Before I leave, I want to know one thing,” said Nadine Saraya staring at the man.
Iyash did not say. He immediately drove his car and drove slowly away from his residence.
“Do you really don't have any feelings for me?”
“Sorry,” says Iyash slowly while turning the wheel.
“Yash, please stop and see me.”
Iyash ignored Nadine's request and stayed focused on his vehicle.
“Yash!”
Immediately Iyash stepped on the brake and turned to the woman.
“Have you been making me an escape from the emptiness of your heart? If it is, you should stop and go back to your ex-boyfriend.”
Iyash. If it can, unfortunately Aruna is no longer reachable. Iyash looked back to the front and as he was about to turn the wheel, Nadine held back her hand.
“Yash, I don't know since when this feeling existed, but I love you.”
Iyash. This is the second time he has a love statement from a woman and he is still not used to it because usually he will open up
“Sorry I can't return your feelings.”
Slowly Nadine moved her hand away from Iyash's. “I know.”
“Sorry if yesterday-yesterday I–”
“Its okay, no need to discuss.”
Iyash returns his car.
“Mark proposed to me, but I'm chasing you here instead.”
Iyash wetting the throat.
“But, thank you now I know what I should do. I'm going to see my Papi to ask for his blessing.”
Iyash. “May you and Mark be happy.”
Nadine's heart is beating. It hurts, but at least he has admitted and he doesn't have to expect Iyash anymore.
***