Behind The Lies
She Who?

“Who is he, Bund?” ashilla asked Miranti.

Miranti took a breath, then raised her shoulders. “Mother also does not know.”

“Aruna, please Forgive Mama, Nak.”

“Udah now we enter.” Miranti pulls Ashilla's hand.

Ashilla stepped back, but she felt very curious, so she chose to turn to the woman.

“Aruna,” shouted Goddess back.

Ashilla could only sigh.

“Better now you go home!” tell the Goddess.

“Pak please, Sir.” The goddess begged to drop her knees in front of Ganjar. “I want to hug my child just once.”

“Can't, Wi, your son is dead. He's Ashilla Miranti's son.”

“Miranti has no children. I know it. She never married.”

“Quite, you better go home!” Ganjar can no longer be patient.

The goddess shook her head and remained adamant to be there.

“Don't ask me to do rude things to you.”

“It's common. Then or now I keep dirt in your eyes,” said Dewi while lowering her head and keep kneeling in front of Ganjar.

“Now you go home before I drag,” threatened Ganjar. “Since you abandoned them, your relationship with this family has broken.”

“Aruna.” The goddess instead shouted, making Ashilla rise from her seat and return to the living room. Miranti held her hand, but Ashilla chose to go to the woman who called her Aruna.

Ganjar was dragging the woman from the front door. “Opa is enough,” Ashilla said as she approached. “Actually this can be discussed well.”

The goddess stared at Ashilla. I don't know why he felt like he saw himself when he was young. Slowly, the woman got up. “Aruna.” He grabbed Ashilla's body and hugged her tightly. “Mama sorry.”

Ashilla flabbergasted. Both eyes glazed.

“Mama regrets doing this to you. Please forgive Mama's mistake, Nak.”

Ashilla took a breath and held back her tears in her blinking manner. Then he released both hands of the Goddess that were coiled around his shoulders. “Sorry, Auntie, you got the wrong person, I'm Ashilla, not Aruna like Auntie called just now.”

The heart of the Goddess is piercing. “You're my son.”

Ashilla looked back and looked at Miranti as well as Ganjar, then looked back at the Goddess. “I'm Ashilla, not Aruna.”

“Then show me that you are not my son. Show birthmark on the nape of your neck.”

 Ashilla soaked her throat and turned to Miranti.

“Quick!”

“Enough! I am his mother,” said Miranti upset. “Better you go before we call the police.”

The goddess looked at Miranti. “I will do anything to get my rights as mom.”

“Hak?” Miranti yelling. He wanted to slap the woman.  If in the past he had eliminated Aruna's rights as a child, then what kind of rights did Dewi mean? “Your rights are not here,” said Miranti in the end.

The goddess clenched her hands tightly. “I promise I will avenge all my heartache on you guys.”

“Yayan,” call Miranti growled.

“Iya, Mbak.”

“Set this woman out!”

Yayan was stunned and did not directly obey Miranti's orders. Decades ago he did it and it was this old that he had to hurt the same woman. He can't do it anymore.

“Yayan!”

“No need, Sir,” says Ashilla. “Let me take this mom to the front.” Ashilla looked at the red face full of sadness. He understood what was happening, Iyash alone could very well lose let alone a mother. “Mari, Bu,” take Ashilla while guiding the woman.

In every step the Goddess continued to cry. What a dark past he has gone through. Now for the rest of his life he just wants to be recognized. He used to ask to be considered dead by children and husbands, but now I don't know what happened to him until he felt like being recognized.

“Be careful here, Son,” said Dewi as she stroked Ashilla's cheek.

Ashilla frowned. “Over with family, I will be fine, thank you.”

“He's not your family!” shout Goddess.

Ashilla gasped and quickly retreated.

“You will know who they really are,” continued Dewi.

Ashilla kept retreating until it hit Miranti's body and almost fell down.

“Crazy woman,” muttered Ganjar while stepping in.

Ashilla's heart was still beating in shock. “Bund, dia–”

“Nobody. Already Mother said you entered.”

Ashilla pensively looked at Asa at the door.

“Mama?”

 “Sayang.” Ashilla hugged him tightly.

“What’s wrong?”

Ashilla shook her head, then stepped inside the house holding Asa's hand. Honestly he was afraid, very afraid, so he felt the source of his strength was on Asa, while Miranti even like blaming him.

Asa took a glass of water after Ashilla sat in the living room. “Minum first, Ma.”

Ashilla grabbed the glass. “Still, Dear.”

Asa nodded.

From a distance Miranti could only stare at Ashilla. He was still upset by the coming of the Goddess. While Ganjar chose to lock himself in the room.

After downing a glass of water, Ashilla got up and approached Miranti. “Mother with Opa knows him, ‘kan?”

“She's just a crazy woman, Shill,” muttered Miranti.

“Who is he, Bund?”

“Have Mother said she's a crazy woman.”

“That crazy woman has a name, ‘kan?” ashilla.

“It has nothing to do with us. She's just a stray woman looking for her son.”

“Means Mother Aruna?”

“Perhaps, since he mentioned that name, ‘kan?”

Ashilla sighed. “Prospect.”

“Nothing to be pitied. Should the sick woman be treated instead of being left to go around looking for her child from house to house.”

“Home to home?” Ashilla's forehead frowned.

“For a long time, before you were born the woman was already sick and kept looking for her child,” Miranti said.

Ashilla wet the throat. I don't know who he's supposed to trust. Because Miranti is his mother, Ganjar is his grandfather, but what is implied from the eyes of the two women named Goddess it looks so real and there are no lies in it.

“Do not think,” pinta Miranti. “You want to eat now?”

Ashilla stared at all the dishes presented on the table.

“Already. Eat now, so later you can rest early.” Miranti then looked at Asa. “Asa, here, eat first.”

“Asa is not hungry, Bund.”

Ashilla herself chose to have dinner early because as her mother said, she did want to take an early break.

Ashilla took rice and side dishes. “Tadi Shilla broke up Angkasa,” he said slowly.

“What?” Both of Miranti's eyes were patterning. “Why break up?”

Ashilla sighed. “Shilla thinks she doesn't believe it, so what do you do?”

“She was just worried, it was natural,” bela Miranti.

“Worry may, but it is not necessary to ask for social media access, Shilla, Bund.”

“What is Space doing?”

Ashilla nodded.

“Since when?”

“Not yet, she just just asked for it.”

“Jeez, Shilla. Everything can be discussed well. Don't let you take the wrong step. So this is what makes you look like a lot of those thoughts?”

Ashilla nodded back.

“Until fainting,” snorted Miranti. “If if still dear why break up?”

“Shilla sense Space deserves better.”

“What better is it like? If he thinks you're the best, what do you want?” cecar Miranti's.

Ashilla bowed with tears.

“Please, Mommy is not her belain, but, Mommy knows you still love her, yes, ‘kan?”

Ashilla nodded.

“Just because you're not ready to get married and you think Angkasa deserves something else? Are you willing?”

Ashilla quickly shook her head.  Of course how scared she was of losing Space when Sarah blatantly approached the man. Then now even presumptuously ask Space to find another?