
Arumi, whose eyes are sleepy, finally fell asleep in the car. Gibran put his wife's head on his shoulder. Gibran looked at Arumi's face from a very close distance.
I used to want to tell you everything about Joana, I want you to know that I have a woman that I love. I don't know why when you found out I was scared. I don't want us to be apart. It's very selfish, but if there's a choice, my choice is to stay with you.
When he got home, Arumi was carried by Gibran into the room. After laying Arumi on Gibran's bed, she goes to the bathroom and cleans herself.
Gibran went up to the bed and hugged his wife. Arumi woke up in the middle of the night, he looked to the side, looking as Gibran was sleeping by hugging his waist.
Arumi let go of Gibran's embrace, and went to the bathroom to clean up. Arumi prepares breakfast for Gibran. Although not Arumi who cooks, but he always took the time to prepare at the dining table.
Gibran woke up and did not see Arumi, he immediately stood up and went out of the room. Gibran is afraid that Arumi will run away.
Seeing Arumi serving breakfast at the table, Gibran hugged and kissed her cheek.
"Wand, Mother. After breakfast, we'll talk."
"Speak what else, Rumi?"
"Much, Mas. We have a lot to talk about."
"Arumi, if it's still about yesterday I don't want to talk. I told you everything wasn't right."
"Don't be a coward, Mum. We should talk about everything. So that nothing else can stand in this heart."
"Arumi ...."
"Hide, I'll wait for breakfast here."
Gibran eventually reentered the room and took a shower immediately. With a heavy heart he stepped out of the room.
Gibran pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Arumi. His wife was still serving as usual. Gibran swallowed food with great difficulty. His throat was dry and difficult to swallow.
After finishing breakfast, Arumi cleaned the dining table, aided by aunt. Arumi led Gibran into the room.
Sitting alone on the sofa in the room by the window, Arumi's favorite place first.
"Is there anything Mas wants to explain about Joana" Arumi began the conversation.
"Everything and I hope the honesty of every utterance of Mas Gibran. No more lies."
"Sometimes lies are necessary so that no one gets hurt."
"The name of the lie will definitely become a wound later. So I hope you're honest. I'm ready and strong to hear everything."
"What I'm saying, I don't know, Arumi."
"Since when have you lied to me. From the beginning of the marriage? Don't lie if you want to solve a problem. Because when you lie, there will be other problems, trust will disappear."
"Arumi, I'm sorry."
"Do you love her very much."
Gibran just nodded in response to Arumi's question. The woman held onto her chest which was beginning to feel tight. It turns out that hearing directly from Gibran was very painful. It's not as strong as expected.
"Has there never been any love in Mas's heart for me even a little."
"Arumi, I don't know what to answer. I'm sure I lied so as not to hurt your feelings. I don't want you to get hurt."
Arumi turned his face away from Gibran. Her tears began to fall down her cheeks.
"This lie hurt me more, if only I had been honest from the beginning I might not have put my hope and love on you."
"When I felt you were the best man God had sent me, I had to accept the fact that you were the one who made me fall and get hurt too deeply."
"I'm sorry Arumi."
"There's no point in saying sorry to you, Mom. From today we should be apart. I don't want to get hurt any deeper."
Arumi stood up from her seat and walked away from Gibran. He went into the guest room. His ordination broke out there.
You used to make me fly even up to the stars, but now you throw me deep into a steep abyss. My body still looks like it used to, but not my heart
Seriate