Behind The Lies
Little Entertainment

Ashilla never stopped laughing at the story of Space. The silly man went around the hospital looking for her. Even though he was at home sleeping soundly and exchanging his tiredness with rest.

“So you weren't here?” Space ensures.

Ashilla scowled. Even he kept a secret about Aruna from Space. “You've heard Aruna's name a lot and she's the one.”

“Hah?” Both eyes of Space. “No way, you know me, ‘kan?”

“I'm serious. She is also the grandson of Opa.”

Flabbergasted space.

“She's my sister. I'm sorry for not saying I have a brother.”

Space stumbled. “Why didn't you ever tell me? I think he's gone.”

“Sorry,” says Ashilla is full of regrets. “He who asked me to keep everything a secret.”

“But, why?” ask Angkasa wonder. “Iyash is almost crazy because of this.”

“I know, but–”

“But, this is not your fault,”.

Ashilla flabbergasted.

While Angkasa does not want to add to the complexity of the problems that Ashilla is currently facing by continuing to exaggerate things that are clearly not the fault of Ashilla.

“Disclosure does not mean you are wrong.” Space embraced Ashilla's shoulders and drew her closer to her chest. “Maybe Aruna has another purpose in this.”

Ashilla nodded. It seems that he is not interested in telling Aruna the complicated story of Angkasa, not because he does not believe in the man, but because he is lazy to talk about it.

Slowly he leaned his head against Space's shoulder. “I hope there is a way out of all these problems.”

“There must be.”

“My shoulder is too small to bear all this burden.”

Space nodded.

“I want to marry in a normal way that other couples usually do in general.”

Space cringing. “What do you mean?”

“I don't want to get married in hospital.”

“Party who wants. Marriage in the hospital is also useless if your Opa is still not awake.”

“You're right. We'll stay married either there or there's no Opa.”

“Whose guardian will be?”

“Sack Edgar.”

“You sure?”

“Why not? Later our story will be written in his book.” Ashilla chuckles. “Konyol.”

Space smiled hearing Ashilla's ruckus. Thank goodness at least Ashilla can still smile and not take too much dizziness everything.

“I didn't involve Aunt Ira in our marriage. Finally I asked Aunt Maya for help her late sister Mama.”

“Hhhh .. thank goodness.”

Ashilla is not curious about Angkasa's reasons, but the man has asked Ira, but Iyash's mother has refused his request on the grounds of appreciating Iyash because Angkasa married the ex-lover of his son. Though Angkasa has explained everything that Ashilla is not Aruna, before he knew that the two are twins.

“You are calm, all Aunt Maya who take care, anyway we know is in order, for now you just need to focus on the health of Opa.”

“Ngak. Later when there is Mommy, I return to the office,” snorted Ashilla. “I don't want to. If you are married, I want to be a housewife, prepare you for breakfast, clothes, supplies, all your needs. Take the child to school. Please, I want to enjoy everything.”

Angkasa smiled as he nodded. “And welcome me home.”

“Oh yes dong.” Ashilla laughed again.

“What's funny?” Space tickles Ashilla's stomach.

“Stop. Stop.” Ashilla let down her laughter. “We are forbidden to be noisy here.”

“I know, you're the first.”

Ashilla sighed as she slammed her back against the back of the sofa. “I shadowin use negligee kayak Bi Sumi. Keep standing in front of the house welcoming you home.”

“Gosh.” This time Angkasa and Ashiilla both laughed.

“Sorry, Ma'am, asked for cooperation not to make a scene,” said the nurse who happened to work the night shift.

“Oh yes sorry, Sus, just a little entertainment. I cannot possibly constantly cry, ‘kan?” tymphal Ashilla.

 The nurse left while grumbling, “Holiday is entertainment, but don't have to be noisy too."

Ashilla looked at Angkasa as she raised her shoulders and raised her lips.

***

Eleven o'clock at night, Miranti and Edgar had just landed. Yayan is already on standby at the airport using the other car. Really, if asked who is the most meritorious in the Ganjar family, of course Yayan. Unlimited working hours and must be on standby 24 hours. Crazy one!

“Yan, from earlier?” ask Miranti.

“Ngak, Mbak.” Yayan then looked at Edgar who was so grown up. The last time he met the young man was not how many years ago, he until pangling made. “Sini, Den, let Mr. Yayan help.” Yayan opened the trunk and stuffed Miranti and Edgar.

“Yan, Aruna is here?”

“Already, Mbak. Den Faran also.”

“Oh Faran is also there?” Miranti sighed. “Sgratitude.” He then looked at his son. “Tuh you have a friend.”

“Iya.” Edgar got in the car.

“You if invited here like to be invited to hell,” muttered Miranti while sitting next to her. “Faran aja tuh, he routinely visited your grandfather.”

“Iya,” sahut lazy Edgar.

“Gosh.” Miranti threw her back against the back of the chair. “Yan,” he shouted out the window. “Not yet?”

“Already, Mbak.” Yayan closed the luggage and then got into the car. “Go home, Mbak?”

“Iya. Rest first ah, so tired. On the plane, I could not sleep. This Edgar even very difficult to build,” said Miranti while leaning on the shoulder of her bachelor.

“Mother ah, weight,” complains Edgar.

“Tuh you mah, you think from earlier Mother did not ache.” Miranti pointed to her own shoulder. “This is up to the craze of your head.”

“Ck.” Edgar clucked as he closed his eyes.

“Non Aruna is sick, Ma'am,” said Yayan.

“Sick why?” Miranti straightened up while Edgar heaved a sigh of relief as the burden on his shoulder was gone.

“So vomiting.”

“Ooo at most ham–” Miranti quickly looked at Edgar. “Iya, ah most Aruna pregnant.”

Edgar threw away his face. “Vomiting is not necessarily pregnant, she could catch a cold, Bund.”

“How much wind? Seven years they are married and have not been blessed with a baby, Mommy hopes she is pregnant. Poor Ayu, she must not have been strong want to hold a grandchild.”

 This time Edgar hoped the same. He had often heard of Faran's desire to have a baby.

“They've been to the Obstetrician, ‘kan, and the Doctor said that both are fine and most likely can have children. It's just a matter of time,” Miranti said.

Edgar nodded.

“If it is like that, I also hope the same, Ma'am,” timpal Yayan.

“What, Yan, do you want to have another child?” goda Miranti's.

Yayan laughing. “It's old like this. Grandson is also a lot, Mbak.”

Miranti laughed a little. He then rested his head on Edgar's shoulder. “Mother can't wait to say it's the same Aruna.”

“Bund, do not grow wishful thinking in their hearts, pity, let alone Faran,” Edgar said without opening his eyes. “What if Aruna is not pregnant. He might just catch a cold.”

“Later checked, you forgot Faran also Doctor?”

“Mother forgets, she's a General Physician, keep her taking psychiatric specialists, not gynecologists.”

“Ah, Mommy is sure Faran is also thinking there.”

“Hardness,” comments Edgar.

Miranti smiled. After the coachman debate with the child he chose to sleep, even with Edgar, he was not interested in chatting with Yayan.

***