The End of Two Semesters
Chapter 33 – Equatorial Line

“Santi wait!” Arya stopped Santi's steps as she was about to enter her room.

“Iya what's up, Ar?” ask Santi.

“You're not going to my room? sleeping in my room?”

Santi chuckles, what's up with Arya? Suddenly told her to sleep in her room. “This is not wrong, Ar?”

“What's wrong, San?”

“Yes you told me to sleep in your room? Mode, huh? Don't fuck you! You fuck with me!” said kepedean.

“Who wants to mess with you?

“Yes time, you again upset to break up, his escape to me?”

“Ih kepedean once you? Watch out for you if you're moving rooms later tonight?”

“Gak lah!” santi passed straight to her room.

Arya smiled seeing Santi like that. He was sure Santi would definitely change his mind, he would sleep in Arya's room. “Amost later you go to my room again?” inner Aryan.

Arya goes into her room, she changes her clothes with sleepwear. Arya was relieved that everything had been told to Santi, just one more step Arya's goal, which is to learn to love Santi, but it feels like Arya does not need to learn, because Santi has managed to knock her heart slowly.

Santi was still smiling in front of the mirror while combing her hair. He doesn't know how to express his happiness. Arya has completely broken up with Naira, and Arya will also invite her to stay at her house. Santi does not care about the future after moving to Arya's house, he does not want to think about Arya who may not have been able to love him, but he will be as strong as he can convince Arya, so that Arya can love him.

“I fell in love. Yes I am in love, I am in love with my husband. My challenge will begin soon, I will make you fall in love with me, Ar, and forget about Naira. Uh but wait, this is a happy feeling and fall in love gini not for a moment, right, San? You've forgotten about Fano, haven't you? Ah yes I've forgotten about it, ever since she refused to take responsibility. Remember not to make the cake this afternoon, you even want to hypnotize Fano again? You want to give me another chance? Remember Santi, there's no chance for a guy like Fano, even if he's the biological father of your child. Do you want to have a husband who is still mingling with the night world and the rest? Know for yourself how disk jockey life, right?” inner Santi.

Santi changed his clothes with a nightgown, he took a short-sleeved maroon dres. He remembered, the clothes were the first clothes Arya bought when she just arrived in pekalongan. From threatening the driver of the bride's car to drive her away, she is now the wife of the driver of her bridal car.

“He's not a driver, San! He's the boss! Disappointed it was fitting he was honest, but yes it was, in my disappointment terbesit happiness. How am I not happy? Husband boss? My life is guaranteed dong? Not that I'm a matre, but I don't want to be a hypocrite, who wouldn't want to marry a big boss? I think all the women in the world crave husbands like Arya, good attitude, good looking, and one more, good account!” santi said with a happy smile.

“Ah my husband turned out to be a boss!” he said with pride.

Santi remembered the asinan that her husband had brought earlier. He came out of his room, to continue his salty meal. Had just eaten two bribes, it also felt jumbled no desire, because he was feeling guilty with Arya, because he had brought another man to his house, moreover, the man is his former lover as well as the father of the child he is carrying.

Santi opened the refrigerator, his bead of eyes immediately sparkling staring at the pickled in the bowl. He took it and took it to the dining table. Santi enjoyed the wait that was delayed earlier.

“Hmm .. fresh ... ngidamku obedience again. Thank you my husband?” santi said happily, then enjoyed the salty again.

Arya smiled behind Santi who was cool to enjoy the souvenirs he brought from Jakarta. His smile grew even more when he heard Santi say thank you to my husband. Arya walked over to Santi who was enjoying the bogor. He hugged Santi from behind and whispered in Santi's ear, “ together my wife?” he said softly, but made Santi the shortest.

“Jeez, Arya!!! You make me hang! Who do I suppose? Fortunately I was not in a chewing position? I could choke, Arya!” said it.

“Sorry, but delicious, right?” arya said, still hugging Santi.

“Iya salty good, but I'm not good, because you're snuggling? It's not good to swear, Ar! It's not good to be released, just hug,” he said with a chuckle.

“You are there. Later hug him again in the room, yes?” arya.

Santi's eyes glared fixed Arya whose face was right next to his face. Santi touched Arya's forehead. “You sick? Or is your medicine out?” santi asked with a gawking face.

“I'm not okay, it hurts why try? Naturally I hug my wife?” he said then suddenly he landed his lips on Sinta's cheek.

“You're a gini, huh, Ar? Strange to know? Time to be aggressive gini you. Udah ah off his embrace, later you add more assortment! Yes it's okay if anything, but remember your heart hasn't parked to my heart!”

“Parking? You think a heart is a parking lot? The heart is a garage, a house, a palace, where if it already has its heart, it will surely go home and continue to inhabit the palace. Not just parking, San?” arya. “OK, maybe my heart had stopped in the yard of Naira's house, the term was just a ride in the parking lot, although often enter his house, I never inhabited his house, because I realized, there is a heart that will be hurt, he said, if I get in and hang on to her house. I choose a chosen heart, what harm do I learn to settle in your heart? Make your heart a place for me to go home, a place for me to lean on. There's still a chance to fix everything, right, San?”

Santi just kept quiet, digesting Arya's words. Yes there is still a chance to fix it, but he is afraid, if one day Arya who may still have feelings for Naira, will return with him.

“Don't ever think that I'm going back to Naira, San. It's the same way I hurt my mom, and you. It's just me and you now, we start from scratch huh, San?”

“Ar, what are you talking about? You're not avoiding, are you?”

“No, I realize speaking gini, San?”

“Ar, if we want to start all over, okay I don't matter, I also realize, I can be this strong because of who? Yes first because of my son, the second is you, Ar. You made me realize that life has to go on and it has to be okay. I feel, now I am much better, even though you know my burden is very heavy, especially I have not been able to make peace with papa. Yesterday I tried to call papa, papa immediately yelled at me, papa berate me, and papa says I'm just like mama, a cheap woman. What do you mean, Ar? How come papa talks like that?

“You're patient, there's me. Whatever your problem is, it's also my problem, San. We'll face papa together, won't we, San? It's salty spend, it's sleep,” said Arya.

Arya accompanies Santi to spend his salt, Santi and Arya occasionally take turns to feed each other. Tonight, Santi obeyed what Arya said. Santi sleeps in Arya's room, but Santi makes a boundary, making a line in the middle of the bed.

“Awas not to cross this equator!” santi Tukas.

“Halah, there are you who passed!” aryan taec.

“Can't be!”

“Yesterday alone is it fitting to sleep here? Her request was hugged mulu?”

“That's me unconscious, Arya?”

“It seems that no sleeping person is conscious, San?”

“I've been sleepy!”

Santi turned his back on Arya, but before long he turned his body again to face Arya, and continued so, back and forth looking for a comfortable sleeping position.

“Why, San?”

“Strouble sleeping,” replied Santi. “Gini is hard, gini is hard too, Ar.”

“How's it going? Want to hug?”

Santi immediately glanced at the line he made earlier, he did not want to break the rules he made himself.

“No need, I tried to find the right position first,” replied Santi.

Santi tried to find a comfortable position to sleep in. Arya knows Santi has found it difficult to find the right sleep. Arya rubbed Santi's waist, maybe it would make her comfortable. Arya rubbed Santi's waist until Santi fell asleep. Arya lifted Santi's blanket, and she slept shutting her eyes. Arya thought for a moment, why she could immediately decide Naira without thinking about how Naira felt. Arya just does not want to make Naira wait and wait because until whenever her mother will not approve. Let Naira now hurt because it was decided by her, rather than waiting and waiting, but eventually still not approved, it will only add to Naira's heartache.

^^^

Halimah still could not close her eyes, she flipped her body, because kangen with her only daughter, who is now far from her, but was two-bodied.

“You're sleeping so restlessly why, huh?!” Hermawan slightly snapped Halima who from earlier could not sleep. “Still thinking of that selfless child? It's good I can accept it, I love her, I make her happy, whatever she wants me to do, but what's the payoff? He's like that!”

“Santi is only the victim of your authoritarian restraint, Pa!” Halimah answered, and she got out of her bed, and went out of her room.

“You're the same as the kid!” annoyed Hermawan.

Halimah no longer cares about her husband's words that make her hurt. She relented out of her room, because she did not want to debate the coachman with her husband who later ended up Hermawan discussing things that should not be discussed anymore, and Halimah had closed tightly.

“I understand you're disappointed, Pa. In the past if you did not decide your wishes, maybe Santi will not be restrained, and will not be like this,” said Halimah by looking at a photo of Santi, who was in Santi's room.

Halimah moves to Santi's room. She better stay away from her husband first, because since the departure of her husband Santi easily angry. He was no longer warm with Halima, unlike usual, now Hermawan was very cold with her, and often angry.

Since that incident, where when Hermawan slumped, and Halimah who became the backbone of the family, since then Hermawan is in the power of Halimah. However, since there is something that makes Halimah bend the knee with Hermawan, Halimah no longer dare to examine Hermawan, and Hermawan again became a leader after he could rise from his slump. Halima could only obey everything Hermawan said. Because of his circumstances, he did not want to fight Hermawan. Moreover, the affairs of Santi, Hermawan who has arranged Santi since Santi was five years old.

At an age that still wants to be free to be a little boy, Santi has to take tutoring here and there. Music lessons, reading lessons, writing, and counting. The world of Santi is the world Hermawan created. Santi is formed from the restraints of his papa, until the more mature he is increasingly rebellious.

“I'm sorry mom, son, it's all mama's fault. I'm sure Arya is a good man to you. He's the man in charge,” Halimah said.

Halimah curled up on Santi's bed. He chose to sleep in Santi's room. For a moment he remembered an old memory when he was still an employee at a large company. But, Halimah immediately brushed off the shadow.

“No, I don't want to remember it anymore. Enough, all that is the beginning of my destruction, the inner” of Halimah

^^^

Santi is ready to return to Jakarta. He strengthened his heart to go home. He believes there is happiness in front of his eyes if he comes home later. Arya also helps Santi pack, because she has been exhausted from earlier. Aryan clothes are not too much, only a few stels, unlike Santi's clothes which are almost a full closet.

“Already?” ask Arya.

“Already, the closet is also empty,” replied Santi.

“Yuk departs now, I have a meeting this afternoon, so let the afternoon arrive,” Arya invites.

“Ready boss! Turns out my husband is a boss,” said Santi.

“Why if the boss? Don't want?”

“If you want, when you don't want to have a boss husband?”

“But not to be touched anyway?”

“Ih what the hell! That's a different. Come ah depart,” take Santi.

“You told your mother that today you will return to Jakarta?” ask Arya.

“It was early this morning,” replied Santi. “But just read it, not yet answered, maybe mama is busy,” he added.

“Ya already, the important thing is to say.”

Arya stuffed the suitcase into the trunk of her car. Then he said goodbye to his two assistants who always accompanied Santi.

“We say yes, Ma'am?” pamit Arya and Santi.

“Yes, Mr Arya and Ms Santi be careful, huh? May you always be happy,” they said.

Santi waved his hand at the two assistants who were always loyal to accompany Arya in Jakarta. It feels like leaving the house there is a heavy feeling in Santi's heart. Santi got into the car, and Arya started the engine and drove him to Jakarta.

After fifteen minutes Arya and Santi left, there was a car coming in, Mbak Sri and Mbak Tati knew the car, they met their guests before returning home.

“Later there, Bi?” ask the man who just got out of the car.

“Oh Mbak Santai is away with her husband, for a few days. He said he wanted a vacation,” replied Mbak Sri.

“Sorry, this is with the mas that was here yesterday, right?” ask Tati.

“Iya, Bi. I am Fano, Santi's friend from Jakarta,” he replied.

“Sadly, Mas, they left about fifteen minutes ago, he said he wanted a vacation where it was, out of the island, not out of town. Do not know in Bali or where,” explained Tati.

“Oh so, yes already bi I say goodbye,” said Fano.

The two assistants have been coded Arya and Santi if there are guests say they are on vacation out of town or off the island.

Fano clenched his hands together, he got into his car, and shouted by hitting his wheel. “Arrgghhtt .. damn! They are really married apparently!” fano's Ogat. “I make sure you fall into my arms again, Santi!” snarl.

Fano wants Santi back, it's all because his papa will match him to a woman whose physique is far from what Fano imagined. The woman was thick in stature, probably weighing nearly a hundred kilograms, but she was a wealthy woman. The only child of a successful businessman from Borneo.

There is no way Fano will marry the woman of his papa choice. It was all because his father had too much debt to the woman's parents named Zahra.

“Papa's all right, obviously he's not my type! I'm used to sexy women, big chests, Spanish guitar hips, ass is also good, this is betrothed to the same woman, yes rich, but see my profession dong? Famous DJ, married period with a stocky woman?” fano's Ogat.

Fano was frustrated by his papa's decision. Fano thought that the woman who would become his future wife was a beautiful woman, sexy, not fat like the one he saw yesterday during a meeting between families.

“Utang digedein! Turn can't pay, son is a victim! If you know that woman is like a barrel, I marry Santi, even though her father is half crazy over protective!” Fano repeatedly cursed. He released Santi because he wanted to comply with his father's request. His father said the woman who will be betrothed to him is canti, sexy, and rich, it turns out only rich, beautiful and sexy number several hundred.