Behind The Lies
Former Man Person

Monday night Aruna and Faran drove both parents to the airport.

“You guys when to start?” ask Ayu to the child and also his daughter-in-law.

“Not yet, Mom,” replied Faran.

“It's okay, permission is too long?” ask Ayu worried.

“Faran here should accompany Aruna until next control.”

“But, it is not good to continue, you have quickly returned to Bali, you can later control there.”

“We have to make sure that Aruna pregnancy is good and can do flight.”

“Mother pray wife with your child all right.” Ayu rubbed Faran's back.

Faran nodded. Aruna just smiled.

“Then mommy same dad pampit.”

Faran nodded back.

“Be careful, Mom, Dad,” says Aruna.

“You too.” Kamal rubbed the daughter-in-law's shoulder.

Aruna nodded, she then looked at the husband who looked heavy-hearted to let his parents go home without accompanying them. Though not that, just like Ayu's concern for Aruna, that's what Faran feels right now.

Ayu herself is worried when she remembers the quarrel at Ashilla's wedding. He was surprised to never expect Ganjar's attitude to be so harsh on his own grandson. Ayu is afraid that Aruna will be treated the same, especially Aruna is pregnant. He really can't stop thinking about this. For too long he had been waiting for grandchildren, he was afraid that something would happen to his son-in-law and future grandchildren. Ayu finally understood why Aruna never wanted to go back to her Grandpa's house.

“Mas.” Aruna held the husband's arm.

Faran looked over.

“If you want to go home now, it's okay, me, ‘kan already said I'm fine aja.”

Faran did not answer he rubbed the back of Aruna's hand.

“Nothing, he is more worried about you,” Kamal said.

Aruna smiled looking at the father-in-law. Her mother-in-law looks troubled. Aruna had not had time to ask what made her fret like that.

“If anything, say yes.”

“Iya, Mum.”

“Same mother Dad left first. Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam.”

Ayu and Kamal passed from the airport. Aruna and Faran returned home tired.

Meanwhile Miranti has just had a guest.

“Hasa?”

“Who, Mir?” tanya Ganjar who slowly raises his wheelchair.

“Nobody, Pa. Only wrong person address.” Just like when Iyash came to the house. Ashilla also rejected him just as Miranti did.

Miranti was about to close the door, but Hasa held her back. “I Hasa, Sir. His father Edgar,” shouted the man.

Miranti frowning. “Lies, Pa, he's just a stranger who wants to commit fraud.”

Miranti quickly closed the door. His chest was pounding until his breath felt tight. Not only was he surprised, Ganjar was made to be absorbed to say nothing.

“Mir,” shouted Hasa making a fuss. “You proved that I'm not Edgar's father, I challenged you to a DNA test tonight. Either way Edgar should know that his father is alive.”

Miranti confusedly responded because she had run out of words to string up the story. Luckily no one was home, Faran and Aruna had not returned, nor had Egdar left since this afternoon with Marissa.

“Mir.” Ganjar. “You explain to Papa now.”

“Nothing to explain, Pa.”

“Don't do that to you. If you can't and don't want to explain it to Opa, now you open the door and let him in.”

“But, Pa.”

“Mir, you are not a child anymore.”

Miranti snorts. Ganjar should be able to apply it to yourself. Miranti opened the door and let Hasa in.

Suddenly Hasa dropped her knees in front of Ganjar. “Pak, I'm sorry, I should have come here a long time ago and explained everything.”

Regress. “You're Wahid's son-in-law?”

Instantly Hasa raised her face, then nodded.

“Mir, why did you have a son-in-law of Wahid?”

Miranti.

“I can explain, Sir,” said Hasa while rising. “Before I got married, I was dating Miranti.”

Miranti fell silent.

“Two years,” replied Hasa.

Ganjar looked at his son. “Two years, Mir? And Papa doesn't know at all?”

Miranti.

Ganjar quickly away. “You solve this problem.”

Of course, Hasa came here to solve his problem. “Mir, your friend said that you went pregnant.”

Miranti.

“You explain, Mir. Tell me that I am his father,” pinta Hasa once again.

Finally Miranti nodded.

“Why never say, if you're pregnant, Mir?” kesal Hasa's.

“Create what? You're already married. I don't want to disturb your household.”

“You know I was forced to marry.”

“Thus do I have to be the third person? My self-esteem is broken and I don't want to make it fall apart. Although, fatigue, but I can get up and live everything well.”

“I'm sorry, Mir.”

Miranti turned around and took a step near the sofa. Then he sat down.

“Consider with my departure, I helped you save the company that has so far managed to support you, your wife and your two children.”

Hasa's heart is beating. He quickly approached and sat down on the sofa, although no one allowed him. “Mir, let me fix everything.”

“Ndon't need. I'm sincere, you can ask Papa.” Miranti looked at her father. “Papa has played a pretty good role as his grandfather Edgar.”

Hasa looked at Ganjar. “I'm sorry, Sir. Until this moment I still love Miranti,” said Hasa honestly. “Please our blessing.”

“Hah?” Miranti was aghast and immediately stood up. “What do you mean?”

“Mir.” Hasa also got up. “I'll divorce Ira and come back with you.” He grabbed Miranti's hand.

“Please.” Miranti released Hasa's hand and turned her face away. “You think I want to marry a former man?”

Hasa's heart is beating. “Mir, let me fix everything.”

“Fixing everything, doesn't mean you have to marry me, ‘kan? You think I'm stupid?”

Hasa. He had expected earlier that Miranti was a woman who did not need a man.

“Now you better get out,” pinta Miranti well.

“Ngak. I'd like to meet Edgar and explain everything.”

“Ndon't need. Edgar doesn't need you. Thirty-three years and Edgar never asked who his father was.”

Hasa's heart is beating. It hurts when he struggles alone to convince Miranti that he really wants to take responsibility, even though it may be too late.

“I'm sorry, I didn't understand your pain all this time,” said Hasa.

“Ssshhh ... do not need to be discussed. Past time.”

Hasa's heart is beating. He was downcast and embarrassed when no one appreciated him.

“Assalamualaikum.”

Both of Miranti's eyes were puffed up when she heard Edgar's voice. He didn't want to ruin the series on his son's face with this news.

Everyone stared at Edgar until the man stared and stopped.

“There are guests yes.” Edgar came in and did not pay much attention to the man who was chatting with his mother. “Why not sit? Kayak who does not have a seat,” godanya while passing the mother.

“Where are the streets?”

Edgar looked at me smiling. “Yes that way, Bund. Throng.”

Miranti smiled, it seems that Mila was right that Edgar and Marissa had a match.

“I go to the room first yes.”

“Wait,” hold Hasa.

Edgar looked at him in wonder. “Who, Bund?”

“Mother's friend, she just wants your acquaintance.”

“Oh.” Edgar immediately reached out.“Edgar.”

Hasa grabbed the child's hand, then hugged him tightly while crying. “Sorry Papa, Son.”

Instantly Edgar frowned and let go of the man's embrace. “Means?”