Behind The Lies
Visit to Orphanage

Space wakes up in the middle of the night and finds Ashilla asleep near her bed. The man smiled because Ashilla was there for him. Slowly his hands stretched out and stroked the top of the woman's head. “Honey,” whispered raucous.

Ashilla blinked and quickly sat up straight. “You wake up?”

“I didn't expect you here.”

“I got word from Bi Marni that you are in the hospital.”

“Iya.”

“Why?”

“There are those who have grudges.”

“You have enemies?”

“Ngak,” replied Space honestly.

“Do not lie.”

“Even if there is, it does not mean that my enemy is your enemy, ‘kan?”

“Tapi–”

The space shook its head and stopped Ashilla from discussing it.

“Ya now you rest again.”

“I want to drink.”

Ashilla got up and quickly picked up the mineral water on the table near the bed. “Don't fight, not all problems can be solved with the muscle,” the woman's scolding while bringing the straw closer to the mouth of Space.

“I didn't fight, I was attacked. I didn't make a fight.”

“Why? Not that you can't fight, ‘kan?”

“Ngak. The problem is he's my friend.”

Instantly Ashilla was moved to look at the weakly drooping man.

Space smile. “My problem in the past, does not mean to be your problem in the future.”

“Why?”

“Because a pair of humans who love each other will not cause problems for each other.”

“But, maybe I can help.”

“Ngak. It's a men's business.”

Ashilla snorted and sat back down.

“If you want to help, stay by my side, dear.”

Ashilla nodded. “Ya if so you rest again.”

“Iya.” The space then shifted. “Sini sleeping next to me.”

“Ngot going to load.”

“Load kok.” Space is on the edge of the bed.

“No good ah, shame.”

“This is okay.” Angkasa pats the pillow and intends to share it with Ashilla.

“Ya udah.” Ashilla smiled and got on the bed. He then slept sideways facing the Space. “How about if there is a nurse? Or Mama with your Papa.”

“They won't come. Now you sleep.”

“We, because you also have to sleep,” whispered Ashilla.

“Ya.”

“Tomorrow I should go accompany Opa. I'm here again.”

“Iya.” Space smile. “Still.”

“Hm.” Ashilla closed her eyes, while Angkasa continued to smile at her. “Why?” Space did not answer and kept staring at him. “If you keep looking, I'll be gone,” whispered Ashilla not really.

“Do not. Okay-okay I slept.” The sky closed its eyes.

This time it was Ashilla who was smiling in her sleep.

***

Ashilla woke up at four in the morning, she got down very slowly from the bed. However, its movement still makes Space awake.

“Where are you going?”

“Toilet, why?”

“Do not go home.”

Ashilla did not respond and continued to go to the bathroom. While the spaceman fell asleep again. After coming from the bathroom, Ashilla was stunned to see the already sleeping Space.

“I'm home,” whispered slowly. However, Angkasa looks so deep, that he does not hear Ashilla's voice. He then stroked the top of the man's head. “Sayang.”

Space is not awake yet. Ashilla herself must go home soon because Ganjar must be looking for her, especially this morning they have to go to the orphanage.

Ashilla kissed Space's forehead, then left.

***

“Where are you so early?” ask Ganjar when Ashilla just came in.

“Evening Space in hospital. So, Shilla to there.”

“Why?”

Ashilla did not dare to answer, because he was sure that Ganjar would crowd him with a series of questions.

“When does he come home?”

“Barin.”

“Why not find Opa?”

“Oh who gives you flowers. Opa forgot.”

Ashilla rushed to the room before the seventy-six-year-old man again asked a question.

“So, why is Space in the hospital, Shill?” shout Ganjar. However, Ashilla did not answer her question and chose to lock the bedroom door and prepare to drive her to the orphanage.

Ganjar sighed while shaking his head.

At exactly seven o'clock they left the house. Ashilla does not talk much and prefers to be quiet while replying to Space messages.

[Why go?] ask Space in a short message.

[I said I should go.]

[No exclamation.]

[So you were built, but you didn't wake up.]

[Hehe.]

[Going home from here, I'm going there, what do you want?]

[I want you.]

[Surely it's just me?]

[Sama Asa.]

[Away.]

[Some knew I was coming home and she cried wanting to come along.]

Ashilla's heart was in pain. His passing did cost him his time with Asa.

[Honey.] The space sent him a message.

[Yes.]

[Not so.]

Ashilla snorted and sent a confused emoticon. However, Space instead sent a laughing emoticon.

Before long the car arrived in front of an orphanage that was being renovated.

“Save your phone, Opa ask you to focus on this event only.”

“Iya.” Ashilla quickly put her phone in the bag, then went down following Ganjar.

Their arrival was welcomed by a middle-aged man, then children of various ages welcomed their arrival. They kissed the backs of Ashilla's hands and Ganjar alternately.

Ganjar had been to the orphanage often, even almost every week, however, because of illness lately he rarely went there and after two months he just held a compensation back.

“Shila, this is Marwan,” said Ganjar after the children went crowding the car and helped Yayan down some sort of parcel.

“Ashilla.”

Marwan immediately welcomed Ashilla's hand.

“Shil, Marwan is your father's friend at High School,” Ganjar said.

“Oh. Greetings, Mr.”

Marwan just smiled.

“Renovation so?” ask Ganjar while taking a step.

“So, Sir. Coincidentally today the architect came to redesign this building,” said Marwan.

“Why redesigned?” ask Ganjar wonder. “It's only just replaced a few damaged ones, ‘kan? If redesigned, the total of all buildings replaced.”

“Foundation owner requested, Sir. Might want to change the new atmosphere.”

“Oh, yes-iya.”

“A week ago the park at the back was just finished, beautiful, sir,” Marwan said. “How about we chat there.”

“Rear park near the hall?” ganjar asked as he continued to follow Marwan, while Ashilla and Pak Yayan walked behind them.

“Yes, right, sir. But the hall is also again a mess like a refuge.”

“It's okay I understand.”

Ashilla circulated a glance. Dust is still not felt because it may still be morning and the air is still cool. The workers are gathering and it seems to be being directed by the architect. Not until one minute they were in front of the park which Marwan said was very beautiful. Sure enough Ashilla was amazed because she had never seen such a beautiful garden.

A touch of white lanterns hanging over the roof of the board, between the sidelines of the roof the sun peeked and warmed it. A gray sofa with a wooden table gives the impression of calm and comfortable, especially surrounded by several trees that add to the impression of cool.

What stole Ashilla's attention the most was the grass lying between the stepped floors. Beautiful white flowers grow at some point of the park.

“Why are the flowers all white, Sir?” ashilla asked curiously, because she found no flowers other than white. Ashilla comes close to one of the most beautiful flowers and has a unique fragrance.

“We here call it a garden flower, but the architect called the gardenia flower, when the same,” kekeh Marwan.

Ashilla turned her head, however, still in a bowed state. “The architect likes white color?” the question is getting curious.

“Maybe,” replied Marwan briefly.

There are ten types of white flowers planted there. There is amaryllis, a flower very similar to lily, just a pity there is no white Lily. However, Ashilla still likes all the white flowers that grow there, such as Moon Orchid, Jasmine, White Shoe Flower, Dahlia flower, Hydrangea, Carnations, Gladiolus and Gerbera. Ashilla knew all kinds of flowers because she was secretly investigating all the white flowers, unfortunately she did not have such a beautiful garden.

“Opa,” call Ashilla slowly. “Shilla is curious about the architect.”

Ganjar smile. “Wan, my grandson if there is a will to be fulfilled otherwise, he will ask him to continue and make me unable to sleep.”

Suddenly the two men laughed at the same time.

“Kiya, you invited Kak Shilla to meet Kak Iyash,” Marwan said.

“Iya, Sir.” The girl called Kiya turned to Ashilla. “Come, Brother,” take him.

“Why isn't he the one who was sent here?” ask Ashilla. He felt that he was a guest, which is why he decided to sit next to his grandfather instead of having to follow the ten-year-old.

“Oh.” Marwan looked at Ganjar. “Ya. Kiya, please call Brother Iyash for a moment.”

“Good, Sir.” The little girl went out from in front of them. However, it does not reduce the noise that occurs. Ashilla smiled watching the children running to and fro.