Behind The Lies
Speak Well

Actually Ashilla just wanted to check the state of Aruna alone, and wanted to apologize for the incident last night, but seeing Faran like that he became unpleasant. “Faran why?”

“Dia.” Aruna looked at the door. “He knows I went to see Iyash.”

Ashilla took a breath and pretended not to know. “Ooh.”

“You said that?” accuse Aruna.

“Ngak,” stirring Ashilla fast. “I'm also surprised he can know.”

Aruna took a breath. “Mas Faran angry.”

Ashilla rubbed Aruna's shoulder. “Don't worry, I know he's mad just for a minute.”

Aruna was afraid that Faran would come back angry because he knew he had aborted the womb.

“I'm back again yes.” Ashilla's risen. “Must be ready, five o'clock start and soon ashar.”

Aruna smiled. “You must be deg-degan.”

“Iya.” Ashilla held her own chest. “I'm afraid Angkasa doesn't memorize his contract.”

Aruna laughs. “He will not mispronounce the name.”

Ashilla was stunned for a few seconds, then sat back down. “I want to know how close you used to be to Angkasa?”

Aruna was instantly moved. “Kok, so the name is?”

“I've never asked this as you.”

Aruna smiled wryly. “I only know ordinary, known Iyash.” Aruna shakes. “I don't know anything about him.”

“Angkasa says he ever nganterin you nyari kos place?”

“Iya, that's Iyash who asked him to,” I'm Aruna.

Ashilla sighed.

“I only know three days, so don't know how.”

“What do you think of Angkasa?” ask Ashilla.

“She's good. From the first time I knew him, I knew him well.”

“Besides?”

Aruna looked at Ashilla. After Faran's misunderstanding, he didn't want anyone to misunderstand anymore. “You mean?” tanyanya.

“What did you think when you first met Angkasa?”

“Accept?” Aruna was a little confused at catching Ashilla's question because she forgot what first impression she got when meeting Angkasa besides being good.

“Iya, kayak for example, you like to see him because he is handsome.”

Aruna shakes. “You know that time I just saw Iyash. I don't have time to glance at another man.”

“But, it's natural. Like for example, even though you already have a husband, you can still see and admit a handsome guy, ‘kan? Moreover, you used to be the same Iyash just dating.”

Aruna wet the throat.

“Who's dating?” ask Faran at the door.

The two women gasped. “Hai.” Ashilla's risen. “I'm the same Angkasa.”

“Oh ...” Faran went in and approached the wife. “Mas buyin you juice.” Faran gave it to Aruna.

“Still, Mas.”

“Eeehhhh, Run, I want to get ready first.”

Aruna nodded. “Still, Shill.”

“Iya.” Ashilla quickly went out of Aruna's room.

“Chat what aja?” ask Faran to his wife.

“Ya, chat wedding, chat Angkasa.”

“What aja?” ask Faran possessively.

Aruna looked at her husband. Never before had Faran wanted to know much about the content of people's conversations.

“Still, Mas, the juice is good.” Aruna switched the conversation.

“What do you chat with?”

Aruna nodded and looked back at her husband. He thought Faran would forget about it and no longer wanted to know about his conversation with Ashilla.

“He asked my opinion about Angkasa,” said Aruna nervously.

“Keep you said what?”

“Dia good.”

“Besides?”

Aruna took a breath. Faran was exactly like Ashilla. “In addition to what? Do I have to say he's handsome?”

“Mas, please, do not kayak small children.”

“It looks like you are the same Space was ever near.”

“Ngak also.”

“From the way he looks at you and the way he invites you to talk, I know that he has had the same feelings as you.”

“How to talk to him is that, Mas. Maybe because I'm Ashilla's sister.”

Faran. “Mas knows not that, even Mas is very sure that Angkasa is close to Ashilla, it's because Ashilla looks like you.”

Aruna fell, while Ashilla's heart slipped. He had not yet left and was still standing at the door, so that he could hear Faran's words.

“Iya, ‘kan?”

“Maybe. I don't know for sure, Mom. I don't really know Angkasa, I know Angkasa because he's a friend of Iyash.”

“Ohh.”

Aruna. He was wrong to mention Iyash's name again in front of Faran. “Sorry, Mas, I'm glad to mention her name.”

“Lupain. We talked about it again.”

Aruna's heart is beating. “What else, Mas?”

Ashilla left her place where she had originally stood. It's not good to eavesdrop on husband and wife chat.

“Mas thinks you're still taking pills.”

“I took pills only after I miscarried.”

“Not a miscarriage, but aborted,” sela Faran.

“Iya. I'm not ready yet. I used to say that I wasn't ready to have kids. You yourself told me and will wait for me until I am really ready.”

“That's because Mas found the Pill in your drawer and you said the reason you took it was because it was.”

“Iya, ‘kan indeed banar.” Aruna's voice began to rise. “Keep now what should I do?”

“Since when did you stop taking pills?”

“Since I'm ready to be a mother, satisfied?”

Instead of being happy, Faran was upset to hear Aruna's answer.

“I dropped it when I was five weeks old. And I have a reason for that, Mas.”

“Because you are not ready?” ask Faran more calmly.

“From later his son was displaced?”

“No will be displaced, because there will still be care for him, you forget there is a mother who wants grandchildren, there is me as her father.”

“I know.” Aruna gave a pause. “But at that time I thought that if I had children, my life would be a mess. There are many reasons why I am not ready.”

“Iya-iya, Mas know.” Of course Faran knows how mental Aruna is. If forced to keep having children when Aruna is not ready, there may be a lot of problems that occur. Aruna wouldn't be ready with all the talk of people if she kept working in Germany while her son in Bali was with her. Faran knew Aruna had considered everything carefully.

Aruna looked at the old Faran.

“Mas just don't like you not being honest. I don't like lying.”

Aruna bowed.

Faran grabbed the wife's shoulder. “Sorry because Mas is a bit harsh. I hope in the future you can be honest and there is nothing you hide from Mas.”

“Sorry, Mas.”

“Appointment?”

Aruna nodded.

“Anything will you share Mas?”

“Iya.”

Faran smiled. There is no point in continuing to discuss events that have passed. Faran only wants Aruna to be honest and there is nothing to hide from her.

“Mas love you. Mas is disappointed, but, Mas knows you have considered it well.”

Aruna nodded. Faran finally understood himself. He was desperate and afraid that Faran did not understand the real situation.

“Sorry for urging you.”

Aruna nodded. “I know Mas angry. I know you're disappointed. I'm sorry.”

“You don't know that Mas is jealous.”

Aruna pensive.

“Since the beginning Mas jealous every time you tell your first girlfriend. Mas thought Mas would never meet him, but eventually Mas met him.”

Aruna was silent not not wanting to respond, but confused, what to say so as not to return to make his relationship with Faran. Aruna had indeed made Faran her place to tell stories, but even then, before she finally accepted Faran as her husband.

Faran kissed the old Aruna's forehead. He has chosen Aruna with all her troubles. Aruna has never hidden anything since, only she did not think that Aruna ever hid her first pregnancy from her, even to the point of aborting her.