Behind The Lies
Plan to Jakarta

Aruna was not deaf, she heard what all her friends said. Not only Iyash, he also actually does not like his current self. He hated and regretted his own birth. Aruna got up and left the chair. At once his friends were shocked and their debate stalled. 

“Aruna,” call Dennis. The young man of Chinese descent got up and picked up Aruna's book left on the table. “Kesilang,” said as he approached and gave the book to Aruna. 

“Aruna left for sure because of hearing your words,” accuse Bagas again. 

“Bacot!”  Iyash punched Bagas who had previously accused a lot when it was clear that the one who started the fight was himself. Bagas slammed and the whole canteen screamed. 

After slamming a fist into Bagas' jaw, Iyash left the canteen and searched for Aruna. He went to the school yard because Aruna used to be there sitting near a flamboyant tree. Slowly Iyash approached and stood in front of him. “You're the same Mas Iqbal dating?” tanyanya direct. 

That was what made Iyash curious all along. Once asked Iqbal, but his cousin did not answer and now Aruna also did not answer his question, Aruna continued to look at Iyash for quite a long time. 

“Mas Iqbal go to study, you do not need to be this sad, anyways I heard he said he will often send letters to you.” Iyash quickly reached into a cell phone from his pants pocket. “If you miss her, you can use my HP, call her now.” Iyash advocated the phone to the front of Aruna's face. “Nih, fast phone.”

Aruna stared at the phone in Iyash's hand. He looked up at the face of the man who had kissed him. 

Got a mysterious look Iyash's heart was racing. “Then let me call him for you,” said Iyash nervously. However, Aruna suddenly held her hand. 

“Yash.” 

Immediately Iyash stared at the sad face.

“RSCM it where?” ask Aruna quietly. 

As Iyash frowned in wonder, instead of asking Iqbal, Aruna asked where the hospital was. Iyash wetting the throat. Slowly then he sat down next to the girl. “Create what are you calling it?”

“Jakarta, ‘kan?” look at Aruna while tilting her face and keep looking at Iyash. Iyash's heart grew stronger.  

Iyash took a breath while returning his gaze by looking deeply at the two eyeballs, although cold and frozen, at least there was still peace there. 

“Jawab, Yash,” pinta Aruna. 

Iyash took a breath, then nodded. “Jakarta Center.”

“Antar me there,” said Aruna quickly. 

Immediately Iyash was flabbergasted. “You what?” 

“Antar I'm there.” Aruna repeated her request. 

“Away, Run.” Iyash's shoulders are down. He then clucked while staring at the end of the sky.  

“It's important, Yash. You should drive me because maybe only you can do it.” 

Immediately Iyash averted his eyes from the sky and immediately looked at Aruna who was still staring at him. He was stunned for a few seconds. For some reason in this matter he felt really needed. 

“Antar I'm there tomorrow.”

Iyash drooled. 

“Please.” Aruna clasped Iyash's hand tightly. “I beg. I don't know who to ask.” for help 

That sentence finally made Iyash melt. Aruna entrusted her will to Iyash. Why is Iyash not confident, while Aruna herself is so confident in him. 

Suddenly Aruna took her eyes off, then bowed and cried. Iyash's heart ached to see him like this. “Yes, okay-okay. I'll drive you tomorrow,” the young man said as he patted her on the back. Although Iyash himself was confused what he had to say to Mr. Ridwan. 

“ Thank you.” Instantly Iyash's heart warmed as he saw a faint smile on his face. 

Iyash wetting the throat. “What should I say to your father?” 

“Study tour.” 

“But no study tour.” Iyash took a breath. “Bude definitely knows and we'll be caught lying.” Iyash was more and more confused to see his sad face. 

“I heard from Mr. Harlan that tomorrow the principal will go to Bandung to attend the seminar.” 

Iyash. He did not expect that Aruna would make it an opportunity, but it might also be an opportunity for Iyash to help him. “How much time do we leave?” 

    Aruna smiled again. Iyash thought his smile would only come back because Iqbal, it turns out Iyash can also return it. 

“After dawn.” 

    Iyash took a breath. 

“Now you help me make a parental consent letter to follow Study tour.” 

Iyash really did not expect Aruna to be able to do it, he thought the girl was really innocent and innocent.

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After school Aruna forced Iyash to the cafe to make a study tour letter that must be approved by parents. They do not use school computers for fear that the school will find out. 

“Do we not need school stamp?” ask Iyash. 

Aruna then got up and went to the front to see the cafe keeper and asked him to print the two letters he made.

“For what, Dek?” 

“Schoolwork. Making an example of a study tour permit,” lies Aruna smoothly. Iyash was embarrassed for fear of being discovered. 

“Not to ask permission to date, ‘kan?” tease the cafe keeper.

Aruna clucking. He then looked at Iyash. “Fourning time with Sister herself, can't, Mas.” 

“Oh, Brother. Big brother meet, yes?” the man's lips again in front of the computer. 

“Quickly yes, Mas, cubicle number four,” said Aruna annoyed.

“Iya.” 

A few seconds Aruna waited and came back with two sheets of paper that had been printed. He then showed it to Iyash. “Where?” He raised one eyebrow. 

What do Iyash have to answer? All that Aruna set up, she was just trying not to make him sad anymore. “Good luck,” says Iyash. 

“Ya let's go home.” Aruna walked first. After paying the cafe, they went home while guiding a bicycle. “Yash, I can't pay your fare. Sorry yes, my savings are mediocre.” 

“Nnothing,” said Iyash as he continued to step with Aruna's footwork.  

“I think the fare to Jakarta is cheap.” 

Iyash smile. “If your money is not enough, you can use my money first.”

“Iya?” Aruna looked over and looked at the young man. 

Iyash. Whatever Aruna's origin is happy and not moody anymore. 

“Hopefully enough. I can't wait for tomorrow.” 

“What if your father doesn't allow?”

Aruna stared silently at Iyash for a few seconds. “You helped me talk to dad.” 

“Ngak ah. I'm also confused what to say with Grandma.” 

“Grandmother Alma person good.” 

“I know, but if caught lying still Grandma will be angry. Especially if Grandpa knows, I'm out.” 

“He will allow, you are calm aja.” 

Iyash knows that Aruna can't guarantee anything. Aruna herself must have thought of her fear. 

“You know if you want it to be good yes.” 

“Well, I'm good, Yash, where have you been all this time?” 

Immediately Iyash turned his head and stared at Aruna. 

“Iya, ‘kan, fine, ‘kan?” Aruna raised her chin. “You're the only one who says I'm judeslah, weird, or anything bad-bad.” 

“So you're angry?” 

“Ngaklah. If I'm angry, you won't take me to Jakarta.” 

“Iya. I just let you go alone.” 

“You know the hell.” 

“I take you, but you don't feel sad anymore, don't cry anymore.” 

“You really think that I'm sad because Iqbal left?”

“Iya, indeed what else? Your attitude gets even stranger after Masku leaves.”

“Tomorrow you will know,” Aruna said as she walked faster.    

Iyash quickly ran after him. 

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