Behind The Lies
It turns out Fans

After lunch they split up no longer gathered at one point like before. Some gathered in the backyard to see fish such as Ganjar, Sam and his two children, some were in the living room such as the women of Miranti, Mila, Ajeng and Marissa, some are still sitting at the dining table like Edgar, the man checks the phone while asking to make coffee by Bi Sumi. There are those in the family room like Ashilla who just happen to want to be alone rather than having to listen to the excitement of Mila.

“Tante, where is the bathroom?” ask Marissa.

“From the dining room, you turn left.”

Marissa nodded. He then got up and went to the bathroom, however, to get there he had to pass through the dining room which happened to be Edgar.

Edgar got up and did not realize there was Marissa. “Bi, coffee bring to the front sofa tv,” pinta Edgar while turning and accidentally he collided with Marissa. “Sorry.”

Marissa nodded. “Where's the bathroom?”

Edgar pointed to the left. “Roof left.”

“Still,” says Marissa.

“Wait.” Edgar wet his throat.

Marissa is off.

“I'm sorry about earlier.”

“Nothing, Aunt Mila does like to overdo it. I'm not here for Aunt Mila. I just want to meet the author of all the stories I read.”

“You read all my stories?”

Marissa nodded. “Everything.”

Edgar smiled.

“I'm not lying. Just go to my house, my closet is full of books by Edgario Wijaya.” Marissa smiled. “By the way it's real name?”

Edgar nodded. Although the author usually uses a pen name, but not with Edgar, for him the name is his luck.

“Why not use a pen name?”

“I've been lucky with that name.”

“Oh.” Marissa smiled again. “I excuse me.” Then he went to the bathroom.

Edgar was staring and did not stop looking at Marissa. The woman had just left a trace in her heart.

“Coffee, Mas?” ask Bi Sumi.

Edgar. “Bring to the front desk tv, Bi.”

“Good, Mas.” Bi Sumi quickly brought the coffee and put it on the table.

“Shill, tomorrow there is a committee meeting,” Edgar said as he sat down. He then reached into his pocket and gave a meeting invitation letter from Asa's school.

“What time?” ashilla asked, accepting the invitation letter.

“Jam seven. They already know you have a plan, but who knows you want to come.” Edgar opened his jeans jacket and looked at the chest of the field wrapped in a plain white T-shirt.

Ashilla opened the invitation letter. “Daddy Edgar wants to come?” ask Ashilla.

“No ah, lazy,” said Edgar while taking a cup containing black coffee.

“To whom do I represent?” Ashilla looked up at the man.

“Aruna with Faran. Educate them before having children.”

Ashilla chuckles. “Basic singles.”

“Now do not dong, tuh Aunt Mila bring candidates,” always Edgar while rising. He really didn't say it seriously, but, Marissa who just came back from the bathroom already heard it. Marissa was so angry, her heart was beating incessantly. His ears were good enough to hear Edgar's words just now.

“Serious?” ashilla asked as she folded the invitation.

“Nothing is more serious than writing.” Edgar turned around, but he was shocked when he saw Marissa standing right in front of him.

Ashilla sighed while looking at the older brother. He was also surprised to see Marissa there.

“Sorry,” says Edgar.

“Oke.” Marissa took a step and went to the living room, then sat back next to Mila.

“Marissa, already have plans to work where?” ask Miranti.

“Udah, Tan, last Sunday applied at the construction company of her husband's friend Mama, happened to be in need of interior services.”

“Oh.”

“Good, dong.”

Marissa smiled. However, his smile slowly faded as the large mirror behind Miranti showed Edgar standing in the living room, this time the man was busy taking calls. Edgar also accidentally saw Marissa in the mirror. Marissa's heart beat again, Edgar's words still ringing in his ears. Although the second sentence dropped it, however, the first sentence managed to blow it away. Whether it's a joke or a serious one.

Marissa has no intention of getting married, but what's wrong if she wants to get to know Edgar further because honestly she is interested in all the books Edgar wrote, he used to think Edgar was a genius.

“Bund, Faran with both parents already on the road.”

Marissa was shocked when Edgar was already in the living room.

Apparently Edgar received a call from Faran.

“You want to pick them up?” ask Miranti to Edgar.

“Ngak. He said that when they get to the airport they want to take a taxi.”

“Oh, so they just flew?”

Edgar nodded.

“Kirain has arrived at Airport.”

“Ngak. They just want to tell you. The most afternoon up here. He said don't tell Aruna, they want surprise.”

“OK. But, they know that tomorrow morning we leave.”

“Iya.” Edgar turned and was about to leave.

“Edgar,” call Mila.

Edgar immediately held back. “Iya, Aunt?”

Mila looked at Marissa. “You don't want to chat?”

Both are in their own places.

“Cha, the opportunity to chat with your idol writer does not come twice,” said Mila.

Marissa's heart was beating, as was Edgar's. If at that time Edgar was physically interested in Maira, this time he was actually interested in the way Marissa reviewed the story. Physically Marissa is also beautiful, however, not so attractive to her heart, while Maira physically alone has attracted her heart and made her curious. However, what's wrong if Edgar recognizes both. He had not been given the chance to get to know Maira as he had not found a point where they could meet and chat.

“You chat?” bargain Edgar.

“Bby,” replied Marissa nervously.

“We might be able to chat next to home.”

“Ngapain over there? Hot!” Miranti hit her son's arm.

Edgar smiled clumsily.

“Chat on the back page aja,” by Miranti.

“There is the same Opa Om Ben.”

“Ya have been chatting here aja,” proposed Mila. “There is no room anymore?”

Of course there is no, since Miranti was a virgin until as old as now Ganjar house never changes. The old European-style house stands on only one floor. Ganjar did not allow anyone to change the interior because the house was his first struggle with his wife.

“In front of tv aja,” take Edgar while leaving.

“Stt. Quick,” Mila's word to Marissa. “The opportunity did not come twice,” whispered.

Miranti. Will Edgar be able to build a relationship this time? No one knew Edgar was avoiding it.

Marissa quickly went to follow Edgar to the living room, where they had previously gathered.

“You are calm, I am sure it will work,” Mila told Miranti.

“I'm not sure,” replied Miranti pessimistically.

“Loh how is that? I'm sure they'll fit.”

“Free about book.”

“About hobbies also come in. Icha same Edgar has the same hobby. Travelling. You are calm.”

Miranti nodded and was forced to believe in Mila.

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