The End of Two Semesters
Chapter 14 – The Curse of the Past

“Mulus, smooth, white, clean, perfect once body Santi?” arya said softly without her noticing. “Didih, why do I shadow it anyway? Yes natural maybe male instinct, see the smooth eyes do not want to blink. But, women like Santi may only be beautiful to the eyes of millions of eyes when he walked and bent on the catwalk,” he added by still imagining Santi's smooth back.

His brain was filled with the shadow of Santi's smooth body. But, Arya just brushed it off. He does not want to daydream of negative things that will later become problems in his life and goals. Arya's goal is to help Santi, to help his son Santi to be born to have a father. And, maybe if Santi wills, he won't end his marriage. The two-semester agreement was because Santi wanted to, Santi who allowed Arya to marry him only until his son was born. Because, Santi was sure she could not be alone without the person she knew when she gave birth to her child. She needs Arya, the person she first ran away with, and saves her from her papa's compulsion to marry his papa mercenary.

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The next day as Arya promised earlier, she wants to take Santi somewhere. Arya actually wants to talk about the meeting with Mama Santi. Arya does not want to cover it from Santi, however, Miss Halimah really loves Santi. Miss Halimah was like that because she obeyed her husband's orders. Moreover, her husband was very stubborn. According to Rozak, Hermawan is a hard man, and his words never play games.

Santi is ready with his simple makeup. Santi thinks maybe Arya will ask him out on a date, for a pre-married approach. But, apparently Santi considers it too high his way of thinking. Santi hurriedly brushed the thought off his brain. He does not want to be disappointed if it turns out Arya instead of asking him for a date.

“Don't you think, Santi? Did Arya want you to date? Just-there's. Remember, he only helped you, not married you for loving you. Don't be stupid to be a woman!” she said softly, after applying a nude-colored lip cream on her sexy lips.

Santi was still walking in front of the mirror, staring at his increasingly filled body. It was all because her influence was being pregnant. His stomach also looked bigger. But, even though it had entered the sixth month, Santi's stomach still had not protruded once.

“I'm sorry mommy huh, babe? If you are selfish, sometimes you want to get rid of you. Sorry mama. From now on you will take care of you well, dear mama you, son,” said Santi by wiping his stomach.

After feeling the makeup was perfect, Santi took his bag, and immediately went out to meet Arya who had waited long enough in the living room.

“Have the makeup? It's just that until two hours I wait for you, Santi,” said Arya.

“Kayak do not know if the female grooming is long,” said Santi.

“There are women whose makeup is very short, not long your cake?” arya.

“Masa? Wh who? Must be a very special person in your life?” ask Santi.

“Iya, very special once,” replied Arya.

“Who? Your boyfriend?” ask Santi.

“My book, and another one, my ex-lover,” Arya replied.

“Oh ...” Santi said with a nod of his head. “Your ex must be very pretty, huh?” ask Santi.

Actually there is a little pain in Santi's heart, when he heard Arya mention her former lover. Moreover, Arya said that her ex was a very special woman.

“Iya, Pretty. All women are beautiful. It depends on taste but. But ya prettier you, Santi?” answer Arya.

Santi looks nervously, and the eyes are patterned hearing Arya say that she is prettier. Although it was just Arya's pleasantries, but it was enough to make Santi misbehave.

“Hah, you could have, Ar? Is beauty relative? Yes indeed all women are beautiful,” said Santi.

“Yes, you are beautiful. If not beautiful, where can be a top model that is on the rise?” answer Arya.

“You broke up long ago?” ask Santi.

“A long time ago, I forgot how many years, obviously I graduated college?” answer Arya. “Yes, we still have frequent communication anyway, until now. You could say we broke up because we had to. Common problems of caste, seedlings, bebet, and weights. Well ... Who the hell is Arya? Only a driver, where would the parents who love their children, and their children get a driver's husband?  Is the origin of her family unclear? Well, like that,” explained Arya.

“Kan I said earlier, no parents who want their children to marry men who come from ordinary families, let alone a messy family,” said Arya.

“Iya anyway, I was also disappointed with Fadli, who said whatever obstacles he still wanted to be with me, would continue to be beside me. But, what? After I got pregnant, instead she did not want to be responsible, she said she wanted to be free, did not want any bond to get married,” said Santi.

“Yes already, consider it a valuable lesson for you. But, you still wish him, right? Still in love with her?” ask Arya.

“Then it? My feelings for him haven't changed, Ar. I still love her, and if she changes her mind to marry me, maybe I will. Even though this child is his son, Ar,” said Santi.

“Iya anyway, it is difficult to forget the person we love so much, let alone you have got the seeds of love in your womb,” said Arya.

“If you how, Ar? Still in love with her? And, there is no desire to return, if your ex's parents approve of you later?” ask Santi.

“If love problem, we still love each other, even still love very much. We still often meet secretly, discreet communication as well, but if to come back again, I don't know. And, it seems like her parents couldn't possibly accept me. If she wanted to, my mother, who was already in pain with her father, would not let me be with her anymore. And, I don't want to force it, because I love and love my mother very much. I can't hurt my mother's heart, Santi,” explained Arya.

We still love each other and love each other very much. Those words managed to make Santi's heart kelu hear it. Just imagine, another week Arya will marry herself, but still love her ex-lover very much. Yes, the same with Santi who still loves Fadli. But love slowly becomes hate and disappointment. But, at least Santi also wants to be a good wife for Arya, although temporary and maybe not worthy of a real husband and wife.

“So ever see each other your family and your ex?” ask Santi.

“Iya, once, when I wanted to be serious about our relationship. But unfortunately, his father he knows who my mother is, and I how her life is. I was born without a father, I was just an online taxi driver, before it was a motorcycle taxi driver. And, from there came an unpleasant conflict, her father she spoke unpleasant to my mother, the embittered mother, and we chose to break up. But, in the end yes gini, still communication, she once had a boyfriend again, but it's broken up, because she can't forget me. He said the hell so, do not know the reality,” explained Arya.

“Then you want to marry me she knows? Are you still in communication?” ask Santi.

“Communication but rarely, San. So I don't want to tell you this either. We're married here? Quiet anyway?” arya.

“Iya anyway,” says Santi.

“Yuk has left, even so we chat gini?” bring Arya.

“Not chat anymore, but we confide in our past, yes?” said Santi.

“Yes too anyway? Yes already let's go?” bring Arya.

“This is where we going anyway? Want to date me, huh?” ask Santi.

“Dating? May too? Take an impromptu wife date. That's if you want, but I don't think so?” Arya.

“Sok knows you! If I want?” said Santi.

“Ya ayok ...!” Arya grabs Santi's hand, takes a look at him and leaves the house.

Santi smiled, seeing Arya's hand tightly wring her fingers. Didn't expect Santi to say a date but Arya responded like that. Yes, although only a joke, but a little make the mood Santi quite good today, and the beautiful makeup is also not in vain.

“Ih what the hell? How does it feel gini so much, huh? Santi remembered, Arya still loves her lover so much, it is likely that they will return after this marriage contract is completed! Don't jump your heart right now, live this as agreed! It is not you who refuse not to touch Arya, and even sleep you want to separate after marriage? Don't be happy like this, slow ... just plain!” santi muttered to herself.