Behind The Lies
Baby Aroma

At lunchtime Ashilla went to the baby shop with Iyash, she bought baby supplies, ranging from diapers, milk, clothes, etc. All this because Iyash, if the man didn't just take a step, maybe he didn't have to do this, but Iyash was very helpful anyway, so he didn't feel alone in this case.

From now on in the baby shop Iyash did not stop to pay attention to Ashilla who was busy choosing all the needs of the baby, as if the woman already had experience of this. Everything he saw that afternoon was a very stunning sight, unfortunately the woman was a nobody, just the person Iyash thought of as Aruna. However, as Angkasa said, having something in common does not mean it is Aruna.

“According to you mending white or pink?” ask Ashilla.

Iyash didn't realize that Ashilla had just asked.

“Mending this or this?” ashilla asked once more while showing the clothes on both hands.

“Hm, pink seems more suitable for Lily.”

“No, bagusan white.” Ashilla put back the pink shirt.

“If you think so, why ask me?”

“Let's not kayak tails,” replied Ashilla as she stepped back and started choosing shoes.

“Yes I have to how?”

This time Ashilla turned her head and stood straight in front of the man. “Ya behaves like you her father. Isn't that what you want?”

Iyash fumbled for a few seconds.

Ashilla clucked in annoyance.

Iyash stepped forward and then took all the goods originally to meet the stroller that had been pushed.

“What do you mean?”

“Be like dad,” murmured Iyash.

“Not mean you bought a whole store.”

“This is wrong, so wrong. What do you want?”

“Udah ah.” Ashilla takes over the stroller and takes it to the cashier. He was lazy to sort back the items Iyash had chosen.

Iyash followed the woman. Suddenly, he gets a call from the office. Ashilla paid for all the goods. He did not dare to ask Iyash to pay him even if only half because Iyash who had paid the hospital fee.

“Shill, I have to go back to the office now. There is an important meeting, you are okay alone?”

“I have to ask, are you okay to take a taxi?”

“I'm a boy, already used in big city.”

Ashilla termangu's.

“I pamit.” Iyash walks away, but it makes Ashilla feel like something is missing.

“Mbak, this is the same receipt,” said the cashier.

“Oh yes, thanks.”

Ashilla quickly went out while carrying all the belongings assisted by one of the waiters in the baby shop. He hopes Iyash is still ahead and hasn't gotten a taxi so he can drive her. No matter where the thought came from, unfortunately that afternoon Iyash quickly passed, until Ashilla returned to her own office.

***

After returning from the office Ashilla decided to go to Iyash's house, but she was embarrassed if she had to come alone, so she decided to call Iyash first.

“Come alone, later I say same person home,” said Iyash on the phone.

“Those house means your mama?”

“Whose else is it?” Iyash asked back.

Ashilla snorted in annoyance. He was so lazy to imagine the face of his mother Iyash. “I'm waiting for you aja.”

“I lama.”

“Nothing, if not now yes tomorrow aja.”

“Lily need milk and other items.”

“Ya I have permission first. We met at my house.”

“Hm.” Although lazy, but Ashilla could not retreat, she was lazy to extend this incident, if it could be completed today it would be very profitable.

Ashilla drove the car slowly, he deliberately so that Iyash first arrived at his house. However, until he was in front of the all-white house Iyash had not come.

Ashilla was forced to go down and bring some luggage from the trunk. He thinks let Iyash take the rest. In front of the door the woman in red was pecking. Somehow he was afraid if Iyash's mother was not as warm as when he came with Angkasa.

And his guess was right, the sour face of his mother Iyash made him want to go home, but he had already come.

“Sore, Aunt.”

Ira immediately shifted without replying to Ashilla's greeting. “Case,” said ketus.

Ashilla is even sculpting.

“Tadi Iyash said on the phone that his girlfriend Angkasa came to visit Lily.”

I don't know why it doesn't feel good to hear. However, Ashilla still expressed her gratitude. Slowly he stepped in, albeit with doubt. So far what he felt never missed, but when dealing with Iyash he felt that all the feelings were vague.

“Lily may be sleeping. If you want to see, just look, but don't be noisy,” said Ira as Ashilla walked behind her.

Ashilla sighed, why should Iyash's mother behave like that to him? Is it not good to come with Space or not the same?

“Should not bother, the baby also does not seem to need a foster mother,” Ira continued in front of a room upstairs. “Helping her mother to give birth does not make you have to replace her, ‘kan?”

Ashilla sighed. “I understand, Aunt.”

“Understanding, not enough.”

“You deliberately approached my son in this way?”

Ashilla quickly shook her head.

“You already know that Iyash and Angkasa are friends, never ruin their friendship.”

“No, Aunt.”

“Actually who asked you to be the baby's foster mother?”

“I!” Suddenly the voice behind them snatched. They turned and found Iyash there. Slowly the man approached. “I asked her to make her adoptive mother Lily. Because after all Lily also needs mom.”

“But, Yash, it doesn't have to be him.” Ira pointed at Ashilla. “Dia, ‘kan would-be wife Angkasa.”

“He won't mind, Auntie. Later if we are married, Lily will be our adopted child as well.”

“This is the case, you should not have come this far, Yash.”

“Ma, I only help.”

“You can send that baby to the parlor.”

“Maybe later, Aunt, if there is any news development from the police,” Ashilla said. He had thought so, but Iyash wanted the baby to be cared for by them.

“Ma, if Iyash has a wife also later she will be the adoptive mother of Lily.”

“The problem is when do you want to get married?” urge Ira.

“No one is suitable yet, Ma.”

“That's because you closed your heart. You just have to forget him and open your heart to others.”

Iyash was silent, had enough advice the mother so far, indeed all decisions only exist in the self and mind of Iyash alone. The man then sighed and looked at Ashilla. “Thank you for coming, sorry for this inconvenience.”

Ashilla nodded, though she was actually surprised that Ira's attitude towards Iyash was so sarcastic and not as gentle as Miranti towards her.

“Ya already, Mama stay.”

After Ira left them. Iyash invites Ashilla into Lily's room. The smell of a baby is sending out different forms of memory that remind him of Asa.