Forced to Marry Manjaku Students

Chapter 50's

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It is not hard for Juna to leave his own mother in the beloved country which also brings sorrow. Right, there's Anita-her cousin who lives with Miss Salma right now.

With a wound in his heart, Juna chose to wander. After the rain, there must be a rainbow, right? A week trying to calm down, a college friend contacted him. Offering a position in his current working company, which is also Juna's dream company all along.

"You want to, don't you? There is an empty position at the moment. I have promoted you as his manager, and he is interested in recruiting you" said Rizal, one of his friends who has achieved his dreams in the country of people.

"I asked my mother first, Zal. I can't decide unilaterally" he replied with pleasure. This is the right path, Juna thought at the time.

The dream he should have had six months ago. If only there was no crazy idea Opa Jer wanted to marry Juna to his great-granddaughter.

Ah, Juna remembered Aluna again. Until this moment, the girl did not look for him or just contact him. Juna decided that it was the girl's wish.

In the afternoon, as dusk greeted, Juna sat behind the house, after burning the trash, observing a face on her phone screen.

Ck! "That little bit turns out to be the love you said, Al. Maybe we are not a match," he hissed while smiling to mock himself. How naive she was, considering Aluna's feelings great for her.

"You have to decide as soon as possible, a lot of people are asking for this position. Isn't working in this big company part of your dream? What else are you waiting for? You've thrown away your dreams before, now you have no reason to reject them!" firmly Rizal who also knows the endless sad story of Juna.

Still in management, or money and power could solve everything, Juna never got a divorce papers for her to sign. Maybe it was just a trivial matter for a Jer Hansya.

"Love me two days. The day after I tell you," replied Juna steadily. If not thinking about his mother, this moment also he would have chosen to leave.

After explaining to Ms. Salma, who again looked at her son with a sad look, the middle-aged woman nodded, rubbed her son's handsome face and gave her blessing.

Sadness must have been felt by Ms. Salma. No parent likes his child far away, especially children only wayang. However, Ms. Salma knew this was the best way for both Juna to bandage and heal her formless broken heart. Isn't the best medicine for heartache time?

***

Juna's heart feels bad. He was already at high altitude, in the plane that was going to take him to Germany.

"Don't tell me where I'm going, ma'am. Not even on Tania," Juna ordered before boarding a taxi that would take her to the airport.

Juna no longer wanted to have any relationship with the family. Even about money, Juna has withdrawn the money one billion and returned in cash to Opa Jer.

Juna had tried to ask the bank, to identify which account number sent the money, but after being traced, the account was closed by Opa Jer. So, the intention to send back to the origin account number, failed miserably.

Full of courage, Juna who carries a backpack into Hansya's yard. Only limited to the terrace of the house, because the security guard does not allow him to enter according to the order of the owner of the house.

"Then, please leave it to Opa Jer this bag, sir," he said, handing over a large black backpack.

Sontak security guard and two bodyguards who attended the event, refused and asked Juna to bring back.

"Don't fuck about you, yeah. Take it home, Mas. That must be a bomb, right?"

Ck! It's stupid that the house guards that Opa Jer hired, Juna thought. If it contains a bomb like they thought, why did he come well and so politely leave the bag?

Full of annoyance, Juna unzipped the bag and showed the three men its contents.

"Huh? This is all money, is it? New sampean robbed or how is this?"

"That's right, sir. Why do I keep robbing here? Nevermind, Sir. Please give this to Opa Jer. Tell me," said Juna turned his body sauntered towards his motorbike and rushed out of the house.

His little heart piqued, asking him to look straight up, hoping to see Aluna's honest face, even though he tried to tepis, Juna missed the girl very much.

True said the school boy of the Bandung motorcycle gang, miss it hard, can even make crazy.

Juna is determined not to go home before success. He will prove to everyone who insults the family that he can succeed.

***

"Welcome. Finally you did the right thing" said Rizal, welcoming Juna at the airport with a warm embrace.

"Thank you for remembering me and offering me this job" Juna replied wholeheartedly.