Behind The Lies
Disappointed Face

Space grew increasingly restless as Ashilla closed her call. Especially when he tried to re-contact the woman, but the operator instead told him that the intended number was out of reach.

"Shya .. ah, ck!" His face looked so angry and upset. He was confused and continued to make sense to be able to connect with Ashilla. But the results were still nil no matter how he tried to contact her.

Not giving up just like Angkasa tried to call Iyash. The man who should still be his best friend was worried because the same seemed to have just ignored Ashilla, let alone a moment ago when Iyash tried to call back, he said, ashilla's number is busy and this time it's not active.

Iyash was aghast when his phone rang, he quickly picked up the phone without seeing where it was coming from.

"Shil, I'm sorry," Iyash said quickly. "

"Enough!" space Shouts on the other end of the phone.

Both of Iyash's eyes are patterned, he immediately keeps the phone away from the ear, then look at the screen, the name of Angkasa listed there.

"When do you want to act like Ashilla is Aruna?" ask Space.

Iyash. "Until it's all revealed."

"It's no use 'cause she's not Aruna."

"He's Aruna! I'm sure of that. I'm also sure that you know she's Aruna, right?"

Hearing Iyash's expression, Angkasa was even more annoyed. He immediately closed the call.

"Lu must start learning sincerely that Aruna is dead."

"He's still alive."

"Even if she's alive, that doesn't mean Ashilla!"

Yes tergemap. His chest rumbled with anger. "Gue will prove everything."

"As far as you are, dog!" Space disconnects. But that doesn't mean anything. He remains angry and upset. All because Ashilla had ignited her anger. There is no more trust in him, now there is only prejudice and fear.

***

Monday was the second day of the development of cases that Ashilla and Iyash had reported to police stations. That afternoon Iyash stood in front of the receptionist to meet Ashilla at the Wijaya group office. “Who do you meet, Sir?” ask Melati.

“Ashilla is there?”

“Have made an appointment?”

“Already,” lied Iyash.

“At whose Father's name?”

“Iyash.”

“Amentay, Sir.” Jasmine connected the cable phone to Ashilla's room. “Halo, Mom, there's Mr. Iyash want to meet.”

“I can't, anymore busy," Ashilla refused subtly.

“Good, Mom, I say.” Melati hangs up the phone, then she delivers Ashilla's message.

“Say, I can hear from the police station,” Iyash said again. If Ashilla hadn't blocked the number, she probably wouldn't have done this.

“Good, Sir.” Melati re-connects the phone to Ashilla's room and delivers Iyash's message.

Ashilla's heart slipped and she recalled the events of yesterday. “Ya already, directly to my room.”

“Good, Bu.”

Melati instantly closed the call and looked at Iyash. “Kata Bu Ashilla, I can go directly to his room.”

Iyash is happy, though he has to start by lying to Ashilla. “Where?”

“Floor three, Sir. Straight turn left.”

“Thank you.” Iyash quickly went to Ashilla's room.

Ashilla was nervous and scared. “How about Iyash come and act like last night?” muttered.

Iyash was already in front of his room accompanied by Novia. “Siang, Mom, no guests.”

“Ask directly in, Nov.”

“Good, Bu.” Novia retreated and asked Iyash to come in.

“Siang,” greet Iyash as you walk in.

“Hai.” Ashilla got up, but slowly retreated as Iyash approached. “Sit,” the door points to the sofa. “What do you drink?” ask Ashilla.

Iyash sat down in front of the woman. “Neventless. I came here because there was a call from the police. Same with your car.” Iyash put the car keys on the table.

“Oh so how?”

“So I brought Lily.” home

“You didn't say?”

“I think you're busy.”

“Iya, indeed I have a meeting.”

“The police contacted me last night from the visa saying that the woman was a victim of KDRT.”

“Police suspects he escaped.”

“From her husband?”

“Can be.”

Ashilla looked up and recalled the incident. The woman was indeed dressed shabby and did not carry any luggage, not even an identifier was present.

“So what's the baby?”

“For a while in my house.”

“Thank God the important thing is not signed in the orphanage.”

“Indeed why?”

“Prospect.”

“Then we can take care of him until the victim's family is found.”

This time Ashilla was flabbergasted.

“You mind?” ask Iyash.

“Of course, what should I tell Space about this?” Ashilla then shook her head. “I guess I can't,” reject that woman.

“You want to run away from responsibility?” accuse Iyash.

Ashilla frowned. “No, it's not that, I thought that in the orphanage there was no harm.”

“That's because you don't want to take care of it.”

“By being pinned down in a parlor, it doesn't mean I'm not responsible. We can hire a nurse to take care of the baby.”

“Ngak. I don't agree. I helped you yesterday, so this time you helped me.”

“What do you mean?” Ashilla is confused.

“I want to take care of that baby.”

“Yes has been taken care of, I will be very grateful.”

“You must help me, or I report you because you do not want to be responsible,” Iyash threatened.

“What do you mean?” ashilla asked irritatedly and got up from her seat.

“Iya, ‘kan?” Iyash also got up. “With you entrust it to the orphanage means you want to escape responsibility,” he accused again.

“Iyash, I–” Ashilla paused her sentence. He was really confused how to explain this to Iyash. Angkasa must also be angry if he found he did not keep his promise not to be close to Iyash.

“Oh I know. This is about Space, ‘kan?” guess Iyash.

Ashilla sighed.

“Let me talk to him.”

“Speaking,” lips Ashilla. “Your relationship is not even better than this problem.”

“Then make things better. Take care of the baby until his family is found.”

“How long?”

“Nobody knows, it could be a month, two months, a year or even forever.”

Ashilla was even more afraid. “I have to say what is the same Space? Jeez!”

“I thought you were afraid that Angkasa would get angry.”

“Ya reasonable. He's my future husband and he should know everything.”

Iyash's heart is beating. Her chest feels very painful. The person Aruna was supposed to call her future husband was herself, not Angkasa.

Without saying much Iyash left Ashilla's room. But his departure made Ashilla feel guilty, especially yesterday Iyash had helped her.

Ashilla's coming out soon. “Iyash,” call it hard.

Iyash stepped up and ignored Ashilla. It made Ashilla feel even more guilty.

“Iyash!” Ashilla ran and stopped in front of the man. “I'm sorry if it offended you.”

Iyash stopped and looked at her, but said nothing.

“Iyash.” The third time Ashilla called the man's name, but this time Iyash took a step from the left of Ashilla.

“CK!” Ashilla clucked and held the man's hand. “Ya already, I want.”

Iyash did not smile, even his expression still showed that he was disappointed. He knew the woman had to do it.

“On Space, I can say that later.”

Iyash was silent.

“I'm sorry for what I said earlier.” I don't know what mistake Ashilla made today. Why could he feel so guilty when he saw Iyash's disappointed face?