The End of Two Semesters
Chapter 30 – Start a New Life

Arya does not want to be drawn into a lie, he already wants to be honest with Santi about his work. No more covering it up.

“Where else are you going?” ask Arya.

“Go home, where are you going?” answer Santi.

“Ya already spent your food, out of this we stop by to buy fruit first, the stock of fruit in the refrigerator runs out like.”

Santi just nodded. Arya was even more careful about the contents of the refrigerator and other Santi needs. During his time with Arya, he also never bought her needs, all Aryans who learned it.

Arya forgets about the incident at home, when Fano meets Santi. Let's just say Fano is also the father of Santi's biological son. Arya believes that Santi is unlikely to return with Fano.

“Ehem ...!”

Arya and Santi turned towards the person who cleared their throat. While chatting while enjoying the food, suddenly there was a person who cleared his throat behind him.

“Fa—Fano?” santi said stammered as she saw Fano standing next to her.

“Why, shocked? Oh so this is your husband?”

“Yes, he's my husband, why?” santi replied defiantly.

“Passion Only paid husband!” fano Eject.

“If you don't know the problem don't have to bacot a lot!” erang Santi by slamming the spoon and fork.

“San .. Don't do that, let him talk first, he doesn't know how?” said Arya patiently, while rubbing Santi's back

“Do not be your ass! You're just Santi's papa's paid man, you're not the father of Santi's biological son. Remember that son Santi was my son!”

Arya laughed mockingly, half up black hearing Fano's words. “Kids? Now that Santi is happy with me, you just acknowledged son?” aryan taec.

“And, after you accuse me, if I am pregnant with someone else's child, you say this is your child? At any time, I will not tell my son that you are his father! Take that, Fano!” erang Santi's. “Come on we go home!” Santi pulls Arya's hand, and takes her home.

“I won't let you go again, Santi. You will definitely fall into my arms again!” fano said right in Santi's ear.

“I don't want to, Fano! You've told me I'm a bad girl, I'm an ex-girl, and one more thing, you're saying this kid isn't your son! Look, Fano, ever since you spoke like that, I've been determined not to tell my son who his real father is! My son's father is only one, Mas Arya!” Firmly Santi by pushing Fano's chest.

Santi walked out half-run. Arya is afraid that something will happen to Santi.

“Pak, total at eleven table what?” ask Arya at the cashier.

“Total so many, Sir.” Reply to the cashier by showing the receipt.

“This is the money, the change is for you!” Arya puts the money down and goes after Santi.

“This pack has a lot of changes!” shouted the cashier. “Yes already, passable, anyways they also often eat here?” lirih.

Arya holds Santi's hand. Santi cried, feeling tightness in his chest. His life had calmed down, but suddenly Fano again teased him.

“Arya, I'm afraid.” Santi reflex hugged Arya.

“Do not be afraid. There's me. We face it together. I made a promise with you, I will take full responsibility for you. You don't be afraid, don't feel alone.” Arya rubbed Santi's back and calmed Santi down.

“I'm ashamed, Ar. Everyone was looking at me earlier,” the sobs.

“Not to be ashamed, already yes do not cry, pity your son. You like gini tar nguluh same content of you,” said Arya. “Yuk is in?” Arya opened the car door.

“Ar, I'm afraid, I'm afraid Fano will see me again at home if you're not around, I'm afraid Fano to the boutique, and mess with me.”

“It won't be possible, San. We're going back to Jakarta, huh? You can stay with your mother and father at home, let someone take care of you,” said Arya.

“Arya if I go back to Jakarta, I'm afraid my papa will be angry, papa will take me away from you,” said Santi.

“Where did you take you? Want to marry someone else? Are you my wife, Santi? According to me, you will be fine,” said Arya.

“If your mother knows our marriage is temporary? Keep sleeping should we room?”

“Yesterday you slept in my room, right?” answer Arya. “Our marriage agreement problem, we think about it later, the most important thing is that you are safe,”.

“Ar but my job? Was my shop yesterday? New pioneering anyway? Just received cooperation with some clients?” said Santi. “I also have not been able to refund the rent, same you, Ar,” he added.

“Do not think about it, have you come what I said, we to Jakarta, you are in my house with mom, you will be safe there.”

“I'll think again, Ar,” replied Santi.

“Why think about it first, San?”

“I'm afraid I'm falling in love with you more, Ar. Your kindness has warmed this heart. How can I stay in your house with your mother and father, whom they are also good with me?” inner Santi.

Arya rubbed Santi's head, he knew Santi would definitely reject it, but Arya was increasingly convinced that he would bring Santi back to Jakarta, it was impossible to continue in Pekalongan, because later Arya would often leave her job, and with just two Staircase Home Assistants. Moreover, Fano has returned to disturb Santi's life.

“Why silence? How not to answer? Why think about it, San? Your life now is my responsibility, I have chosen you to be my wife, so why do you think about it again? Your mother and father accepted you? You will also be closer to your mother, San?”

“Iya anyway, but how are ya, Ar?”

“After the day you must come with me, whatever you must obey. And, there's something I want to tell you, it's very important, San. I don't want to keep this for long by myself, I don't want to lie with you anymore, everyone already knows, only you don't know.”

“What is it?” ask Santi to be curious.

Arya took her purse out of her pants pocket, then opened it, and took something from inside her purse. “This you read.” Arya gives Santi a business card.

Santi's eyes rounded, he looked at Arya beside him. He did not believe, it turns out that Arya had been lying to him, pretending to be a driver.

“I—ini you?”

“Sorry, I lied about my job, San. I don't want you to feel like me, San. That's why I said I'm a driver, I'm ashamed to tell you who I am, if I say, surely you didn't believe me then, San?” arya.

“Anyway, where is Mr Saiful's modeler?” said annoyed. “You it really is yes, Ar!”

“San, I beg you not to be angry.”

“Looking anyway, but want how else?” answer Santi.

“I want to ask, you hired Mr Saiful from where?” ask Santi.

“She OB, San,” Arya replied. “Now you know who I am, so please, you don't dispute what I want. It's for you, for your son's sake, I can't leave you here any longer. I'm really busy next week's schedule,” said Arya.

“Where are you going, Sir?” santi asked with a chuckle.

“Not kidding, the day after you have to come with me to Jakarta. We start our new life there,” stressed Arya.