Behind The Lies
Red Yarn

Although it was forbidden by her husband, Dewi still went to the Ganjar house. I don't know how much longer he'll be able to endure the insults. Does he have to wait for Ganjar to be unable to hug his son?

Instead of dressing up like a socialite woman, now the Goddess actually goes very simply, without even polishing the slightest make up. He was not ashamed to show a black circle around his eyes. The diamond ring that was previously circular on the ring finger, she undone, the expensive clothes that were commonly worn, changed with simple clothes, not to admit she dressed like that, she said, but maybe all this time he forgot where he came from.

The Ganjar family is busy for all the wedding preparations that will be held tomorrow night. Ashilla is getting nervous counting the time.

“I'm envious because you can still feel nervous ahead of the wedding,” Aruna said on the living room sofa.

Ashilla smiled, but without looking at her sister, her gaze remained fixed on the television screen. “I also did not expect to get to this point.”

“Everyone will surely meet his soul mate.”

“Oh yes, Faran when to come here?” ask Ashilla.

“Maybe tomorrow.”

“Besok?” Ashilla turned her head and looked at Aruna.

“Yes, I haven't asked. But, can you tonight.”

“Task dong, tomorrow time,” persuade Ashilla.

“No ah,” reject Aruna prestige.

“Irgh, so wife kok prestige, if miss say aja miss.”

“Regular aja.”

“Lies, cheeks are red,” Ashilla's goda while elbowing Aruna's arm.

Aruna smiled.

“Oh yes, you have to go to the hospital, ‘kan take lab results?”

“Iya, it's noon.”

While busy chatting in the family room accompanied by a television show, suddenly they heard the sound of bells clinking. “Maybe it's Om Ben, let me open first,” Ashilla said as she got up.

“Not it was Opa said noon or afternoon?” ask Aruna.

“Ah, that too Opa said maybe, could be wrong, ‘kan? Lagian Om Ben likes to come suddenly, he, ‘kan already from yesterday in Indonesia, just stay at home Sam.” Ashilla is too eager to welcome her father's long-time cousin in Malaysia.

“Welcome, Om Be-” Her faded smile gazed at the face of the middle-aged woman standing at the doorstep.

Ashilla gasped and pecked as the woman hugged her. “Please give mom time to explain everything.”

 “Who, Shill?” ask Aruna.

The goddess released a hug and was excited to see two people with the same face.

Ashilla circulated a glance. The state of the house seemed quiet, he immediately pulled the hand of the Goddess and invited her to the room before Ganjar or Miranti knew it.

“Shill, what do you want?” asked Aruna, following her. “Shilla.” Aruna was sculpting as Ashilla locked the room door. “Shill.” Aruna knocked at the door.

The goddess stared at Ashilla.

Ashilla clucked, she couldn't let Aruna storm outside, so Miranti and Ganjar would be suspicious. He quickly opened the door and pulled Aruna's hand to invite her in. However, Aruna even sculpted.

“Never do this,” says Aruna.

“Why? She's my mom and I want to talk to her about a lot of things.”

“But, Shill–”

“I will not forbid you, if you want to hear all the explanations, enter, but if you do not want, do not fuss later Mother same Opa know.”

“Indeed why if they know?” ask Aruna.

“They will drive him away. You won't know how hurt her heart is when Mommy says that she's just a crazy person who lost her child.”

Aruna. “Yes natural, he used to easily leave me,” said Aruna softly.

“But not with me. He should know my birth.”

“Shill–”

“Aruna, please. Fight your trauma, until when do you want to avoid the past? Inevitably, she's our mother. Women who have–”

Aruna quickly went in to stop Ashilla from speaking. His twin brother locked the door.

Aruna looked away as the Goddess looked at herself and Ashilla.

“Hai,” greet Ashilla rigid. “I Ashilla and–” she quickly turned to Aruna. “ini Aruna. We were born with a fairly short time. Five minutes.”

“Silence, Run, if you can't say well, you should just shut up and listen to what the woman who has mela–” will talk about

“Enough. Giving birth does not mean she is our mother,” Aruna said stubbornly.

The heart of the Goddess is piercing.

“Don't do that, Run, how does it feel if you have a child, continue to not be recognized with your own child, be careful everything there is a reciprocal.”

Aruna's heart is beating. “You won't understand, Shill.”

“I did not understand anything, even when I was born into the world I no longer have rights as a child.”

“You're both my children?” ask Goddess lirih.

Ashilla nodded. He then looked at Aruna. “Dad who has hidden this all.” Ashilla looked back at the Goddess. “On the day when the Doctor required Mom for surgery, dad came here asking for Opa's help. Opa ask one of us.”

The heart of the Goddess is piercing. “Why does Gusman keep this a secret?”

Ashilla shook her head.

“So, you're my son?” Goddess palpates Ashilla's cheeks.

Ashilla nodded while dropping tears.

The goddess hugged Ashilla while crying. “Im sorry mom, Nak.”

Ashilla nodded back. Of course he thought that this was not the Goddess' fault. “Come to my wedding and Angkasa, Bu.”

“So, the woman who will marry Angkasa, is it you?”

Ashilla smiled.

“Congratulations yes,” said Dewi while grasping both cheeks Ashilla. He then turned to Aruna who stood facing the window, so that she turned her back to them, while Aruna was hiding her cries.

The goddess approached Aruna. “Mother was forced to leave you, if that time mom–”

“I know,” cut Aruna.

“No, neither you nor Gusman, neither of you know the truth.” The goddess walked to the bed and sat down.

“You don't know how poor we were then, I didn't mean to bring it up again. To the Doctor we miss every month, so that the mother does not know if the mother is pregnant with twins.”

Slowly Ashilla sat down next to the Goddess, while Aruna was still standing facing the window.

Goddesses down. “When you're breastfeeding, I often hold back hunger. I am sad to see you are so skinny because of lack. Mom came to this house to ask for help from your grandfather, for your sake mom willing to be insulted, cursed, even pelted with money, after from this house mom bought you a lot of milk so you get enough nutrition.”

The goddess held her stuff. “Your grandfather said that the child you raised will not get a penny of wealth, this is all he can give as alms, unless mother left everything.”

Ashilla placed her hand on her shoulder. Aruna turned around and looked at the woman. The cries and sorrows she saw on the face of the Goddess were the truth she had been searching for all this time. Aruna suddenly remembered when he was in the hospital when Ganjar said that if he was not entitled to his company, all the costs that had been Ganjar spent to finance his school was alms.

“Mother came back to this house, but at that time your grandfather said, ‘leave Gusman and the baby, I promise I will take care of everything, your baby will not starve again.”

Aruna bowed and sat down next to her mother. Now he knows that all this time his mother went with the wound. He thought his father was the one who was injured, but in addition to sacrificing his life, the mother was also willing to sacrifice for his good name.

“Mom don't know where mom should go that time.” The goddess took a breath. “What I think about is, if mom leaves you and dad, Mr. Ganjar will accept you as his grandson.”

Aruna's heart is beating. “It turns out I am still a mother's child because until this moment Opa does not admit me,” said Aruna.

Ashilla looked at her brother. He didn't know that Aruna thought that.

The goddess looked at Aruna. “You little Aruna that I left behind is sleeping on the bed of the cotton that has been sapped?” The goddess wailed. “Sorry, Son. Sorry for having–”

Aruna cried and hugged her mother tightly. “I'm also sorry, Mother ...”

Ashilla smiled and got up, then hugged the two women. The goddess quickly embraces her two children. “Thank you for forgiving mom.”

Ashilla walked over to the table and took something from the drawer. “It's dad's diary,” he said as he projected the book on Dewi. “I wasn't raised by you guys, but I'm happy to be able to get memories from dad. I was invited to grow with him.”

The goddess grabbed it, then she wiped the volume of the book while crying. “I'm sorry, Gus.”

As beautiful and as bad as anything the past will remain behind as a shadow. However, sometimes bad memories have a greater influence on a person's future life than good memories.

Iyash may have been chosen to forget some of his past easily because of a bump in the head that left some of his memories missing, even though he never wanted to forget a single thing from his past.

While Aruna who wants to forget, even hard to forget. He wants to accept but, can't, wants to be sincere, it feels difficult and has not been able to get to that stage.

This is the best, Ashilla is given the greatness to accept everything, even though her disappointment may be greater.

While Gusman painstakingly rises with his bad memories. But the Goddess was willing to be looked upon badly for the sake of a better life for her children.