Behind The Lies
Short Meeting

The Goddess dissolved in tears and happiness, finally God made it easy for her to explain and convey all the truth. He just wanted to apologize to his son. If Gusman were still here, he would also want to get an apology from the man he loved so much.

“Thank you, Nak.” The goddess re-embraced the shoulders of her two children. Aruna rested her head on her shoulder, as did Ashilla.

A knock instantly made them gasp. The happiness that is awaited for decades, must be lost in an instant.

“Shill, Om Ben with his family coming,” said Miranti.

Ashilla's heart was beating in panic. “Where is dong?” ask him to Aruna. He looked at the Goddess. “If Mommy sees mom here, the incident will definitely repeat itself,” he regretted.

“Mom can hide in the bathroom,” suggested Aruna.

“Ya udah.” Ashilla accepted her sister's proposal. She quickly went to open the door of the room while Aruna took her mother to the bathroom.

“Hai, Om.” Ashilla hugs Ben and his wife in turn. “How are you?”

“Good. Different yes, newlyweds usually lock themselves in the room,” seductive Ben. “Si ... Which Aruna?”

“There's in my room.” Ashilla looked back and saw Aruna standing not far behind her.

“Hai, Om.” Aruna kissed the back of Ben's hand and his wife alternately.

“For why collect in room?” ask Ben.

“Biasalah Om, I have to find the experience of a married woman.” Ashilla hugged Aruna's arm.

“Sure about the first night,” guess Ben.

Ashilla smiled. “No if it's all you know.”

“It is not known, his son was already so big,” said Mila, his wife Ben.

Ashilla rolled her eyeballs. Honestly, he did not like the wife of his father's cousin.

“Oh yes, Asa where?” ask Ben.

“School,” replied Ashilla. “Om we chat in the family room only yuk.”

“Iya, Om also already pegel.” Ben then went first with his wife, while Ashilla was still staring at the door.

“You take Mom out.”

Aruna nodded. As Ashilla follows Ben into the living room, Aruna and Dewi walk behind them, then turn left towards the exit, while Ashilla is straight.

“Edgar here?” ask Mila while sitting down. “He doesn't look?”

“Sir Edgar canter Asa school, Aunt.”

“Oh, no driver?”

“Usually we use a driver, Tan, just that, Brother Edgar wants to go for a walk all out so anterin Asa,” replied Ashilla.

Mila's socialite style was so distracting in Ashilla's eyes. Miranti alone a designer never puffed up a chest like that. Why can housewives like Mila who just doyan arisan it even look great from Miranti.

“Udah can't wait to see Edgar. What time does he leave?” ask Mila.

“Jam six,” replied Ashilla.

“It's almost noon, Shill.” Mila showed me her watch. “Do not be there many beautiful girls, it will be long.”

“No, my son is not good,” said Miranti as she approached and brought me a setoples cake, while Bi Sumi brought six glasses of orange ice water.

“So, how, Mir? You agree, ‘kan to match Edgar equally ponakanku,” said Mila enthusiast.

“Oh yes, pound where are you?” Miranti spread her gaze while sitting down.

“Get Sam's car, he won't be with me. Whereas we were together, maybe they were stuck in traffic.”

“Sam same wife come, ‘kan?” ask Miranti.

“Come dong.”

Ashilla looked around, Ben seemed to be chatting with Ganjar, Miranti gossiped with Mila. He then looked back, hoping that Aruna would finish her task well. However, Aruna had yet to be seen, so she decided to catch up with him ahead. “I stay a while.”

 “You guys call Aruna, there is a family gini time do not join the gathering,” said Miranti.

“Iya, Bund.”

Ashilla immediately went after Aruna to the front. Suddenly he felt full when he saw the Goddess repeatedly embracing Aruna. However, Aruna instead looks stiff to return the hug. If God had given them more time, they would have had to end the short meeting.

Aruna returns after Dewi leaves in a taxi. He stared in front of Ashilla who looked disappointed looking at him.

“You should have acknowledged him a long time ago.”

Ashilla's heart is beating.

“What are you doing there, haven't finished the circle?” shouted Miranti.

Aruna and Ashilla quickly went to the living room.

“Aruna kayaking up crying?” mila whispered as Aruna was about to sit down.

“Kangen her husband,” said Ashilla who had sat in his place again.

Aruna silently looked at Ashilla and paused her intention to sit down. She then smiled at Mila, even though her lips were completely stiff.

“Where, have you got a child?” ask Mila quickly.

Aruna shook her head while sitting next to Miranti.

“Ih, game, old hunt,” comment Mila spicy.

“I'm the same Mas Faran–” Aruna stuttered.

“For their coke program,” Miranti said. “Just pray, anyways they are LDR-an.”

“Iya, I understand, tell dong, do not work continuously, it's time for him to be a good wife like me, yes, ‘kan, Ben?” Mila asked her husband for his approval.

Ben only nodded, but remained focused on chatting with Ganjar, so he did not pay much attention to what his wife said, which he knew that Mila had just mentioned her name.

“Tante, ‘kan never work,” Ashilla said.

“Ih, who says, so the housewife is also working, Shill, do not be considered trivial ...”

“Iya, Auntie, I understand, people's choice, ‘kan vary,” Ashilla said again.

“Try if it is like his wife Sam, before marriage he works too, but after marriage, he is willing to stop and leave his career.”

“The case is different, Aunt.” This time Aruna spoke.

“This is not the case, your crazy that I believe is called the case.” Mila belching.

“I mean what happened to his wife Sam and I are clearly different and cannot be equated. I got married while still in college, besides Mas Faran also does not mind my job, why be a busy Aunt?” aruna was upset.

Miranti patted Aruna on the knee. “Suami is good, Mil.”

“Kuat ya her husband LDR-an, indeed she can resist her wishes if again on?” Mila put down her last sentence.

Aruna grew increasingly furious at the chili-red lipstick woman. “Why can't you? Mas Faran diligently fasting kok.”

“Fasting? Yes, it's natural that you are far away, so he's not right to meet you, yes, ‘kan?” Mila laughing. “Kayang if you do not meet one month, continue his desire he made one night.” The woman chuckled again, while the others stared at her.

“Enough, Aunt.” Aruna's voice was rising. “I mean fasting Monday-Thursday, Auntie did not learn that fasting can control lust.”

“Gosh. You are too serious.” Mila then looked at Miranti. “He doesn't know that I'm joking?”

Ashilla smiles cynically and pretends not to hear Mila, which she obviously likes when Aruna breaks the socialite woman's argument.

“Last-lately, he was indeed sensitive again, Mil. She is often angry because of small things to her husband,” Miranti concluded.

“Ih ...” Mila put her shoulders down. “Pregnant times you.”

Aruna was instantly moved.

“We will accept it, yes, Run,” Miranti said again.

“I just remembered that I had to go to the hospital to get lab results, Bund.” Aruna got up soon.

“Oh yes, request inter Yayan, do not go alone.”

“Iya, Bund.” Aruna then looked at Mila and Ben. “Tante, Om, I first want to go to the hospital.”

“You sick?” ask Ben.

“Ngak. I have to take the test result yesterday.”

“Tes what?” ask Mila curious.

“Test blood, a few days ago he passed out, kept saying he got anemic and had to do a check, fearing there was a serious illness. Ah, but hopefully not,” said Miranti.

“Oh, yes it has healed quickly, hopefully the results are good,” said Mila.

“Still, Aunt.” Aruna then left the family room. She was sure that Mila would keep talking about it after she left. He doesn't care what's important he's not there.