HEY JUN

105

Juna and Atha sat side by side on the soft sofa they used to sit on while watching television. At the moment both Juna and Atha are not watching television. The flat screen seems to be out. They just sit around and bend their faces. The couple sounded a few long breaths. They are daydreaming, condemning each other's folly.

"What kind of a couple are we, Mom?" tanya Atha started the conversation.

Juna who heard his wife's question, of course immediately turned his head. He pinched both ears to make sure that what he heard just now was not wrong.

"What's? What did you say just now?."

"What kind of a couple are we, Mom?" repeat Atha again.

"Again, again! What did you say, honey?."

"You're a prank, huh, Mas? Cook me up to three times? You want to get a plate, huh?" gerutu Atha sebal's.

Juna giggles. He who originally supported the face, now moved to embrace his wife's waist.

"My dear, Athalia. What did you call me?" juna asked with a soft-sounding tone of voice. Not to forget Juna's face was red blushing, blushing shyly in his wife's body.

"I? What did you call me? I forgot, Mom."

Juna tightened his embrace. He was really happy to hear his wife no longer calling his name. Progress in their relationship. So do not be surprised if Juna is very happy to hear the name Mas from the mouth of Athalia.

"You call me by name, Mas. It really makes me happy, baby" said Juna.

Cettass...

Atha flicked at Juna's forehead. Just called Mas already baper. They are in serious mode. It could be Juna baper at such an important time.

"Mas, let's talk about Diandra. Why are you a baper?."

"How can I not baper, dear. My wife has returned to the right path."

Cettass...

Again Juna got a kick on his forehead. He did not even, even Juna giggled to see his wife who was upset with him.

"Here, don't think about it. Maybe it's not time we meet Diandra yet."

"Until when, Mom? How long will your past hang?" Atha was getting frustrated.

"Until God gives way. If you want me to solve the Diandra problem, how can I? We don't know his phone number, don't know his address."

"You should have opened the card yesterday, Mom."

Juna shakes. He couldn't have done that. Juna won't be rash. However, everything he does must be based on the practice of the 4th precept, namely deliberation.

Juna had to talk to Atha first. If necessary with Kiara and Dira. Yesterday, Juna had time to tell about Diandra to Kiara and Dira. About his meeting with Diandra on the hill teletubbies, as well as about the boy Diandra brought along.

Juna hopes Kiara can provide information about Diandra, considering that Athalia once met Diandra at Sanjaya's residence. In addition, Juna also met Diandra on the hill teletubbies so Juna assumed that Kiara knew about Diandra.

However, dear thousand dear. Kiara doesn't know about Diandra and what she looks like. Kiara even told Lita to double check the list of guests who came at the Akila welcome baby event.

Result, nil. There's no Diandra's name in there. Atha was disappointed. His desire for Juna to solve his past is completely unfulfilled. They went home empty-handed and had their faces bent.

"We should rest. You must be tired, right, honey?" bring Juna.

"No, Mom! I'm not sleepy."

"I don't accept rejection. If you don't want to go to your own room, I will carry you to the room like a sack of rice" Juna threatened. It made Atha immediately rise up and rush to their room.

***

In a different place, Diandra Yang Zeze was on a plane to Juanda airport. They deliberately chose a plane that did not immediately leave for Bali because Zeze wanted to stay for two days in Surabaya.

The girl is heartbroken. He did not want to rush back to Bali. It seems, the streets around the city of Surabaya can be a cure for his heartbreak. I don't know, during those two days Zeze was going to go where.

"You daydreaming?" ask Zeze.

Diandra who was daydreaming was a little jolted in shock. He looked towards Zeze with a faint smile.

"Do you want to go home soon? If you want to go back to Bali first, that's fine. Let me alone in Surabaya" said Zeze.

Diandra.

"I don't want to rush back to Bali, Ze."

"Then?."

"I was just thinking about men yesterday."

"Your men yesterday?" Zeze squinted both of his eyes. He did not know about the meeting of Diandra and Juna.

Naturally, because Zeze always stand by in front of the camera. He did not stop photographing the Sanjaya family who like to take pictures.

Zeze returned to squinting his eyes. He did not understand Diandra's words.

"Juna called the man with Papa's call. I don't know who he is but I feel like I've been close to him. Juna looks at her. The man could even put Juna to bed easily."

Zeze mangosteen. He then took his camera, opened the file storage photos yesterday. Zeze believes the man Diandra was talking about was one of the objects he photographed yesterday. So he wanted to show the photos to make sure which men Diandra meant.

"Which one?."

Diandra received a camera proffered by Zeze. His right hand immediately pointed at the male figure standing on the right side.

"Sir Mayjuna, he's the Sanjaya family's adopted son" Zeze explained.

"Next to her is Athalia's mother, the wife of Mr. Mayjuna" Zeze continued.

"I feel familiar with her but feel alien to her face, Ze."

"It's impossible to know her, Dian. Rumors are circulating he's from Spain."

"Doubtful rumors, Ze. The speech log is not monthly. I can't believe he's from Spain" Diandra denied.

Silent. There was no conversation between the two.

"It looks like I'm going home, Ze" Diandra said suddenly.

"Going home? Go ahead if you want to go back to Bali."

Diandra.

"I want to go back to my village. The Village of Papaten-Madura."

Zeze stared intently at Diandra.

"Seriously? Are you ready to meet them?" ask Zeze to make sure.

"Honestly I'm not ready, Ze. But I don't know why my heart told me to go back there. I have to make sure Juna's situation."

"Juna? Isn't Juna next to you?" Zeze pointed at Arjuna who was sleeping on Mbok De's lap.

"Not Arjuna, Zeze. But Juna is my ex-boyfriend."

Zeze scratched his non-itchy head. Because he just found out if Diandra has an ex-lover named Juna. Diandra never told that because he thought the story of himself and Juna was a secret that he could not tell to others.

"Sorry, I can't tell you more about Juna. Obviously, now I want to go back to the village of Papaten. I want to know Juna's situation."

"Hmmm... If you really want to go there. Okay, I'm coming!" zeze is excited.

"Seriously? It's fucking there, Ze. Don't complain if your phone signal isn't good."

"No way" Zeze replied.

"What are we going to go up there?" ask Zeze again.

"We need to rent a car, Ze. I'll drive to the village of Papaten."

"What's? Rent car? Can't get on a plane?."

Diandra.

"The airport is not yet operational. Maybe wait for you to become president, the airport there is operating" he lukar Diandra.

Ck! Zeze clucked. He became curious about Diandra's hometown.

"Can you handle the car rental, Ze?" ask Diandra again.

"Can...Zeze is serbian. I have an acquaintance in Surabaya. I'll call him when I get to Juanda."

"By the way other than Juna, who else is there in the village of Papaten? Old folks? Grandpa grandma? A brother? Uncle-aunt?" cerocos Zezes.

"My parents are there."

"Well, bad! His parents live there in Bali. Not coming back" Zeze sneered.

"You don't know about my story, Ze."

"How do I know if you're not telling me?" ask Zeze cynically.

"I'll tell you a story. Please, don't comment! Just listen to it" Diandra said.

Zeze nodded. For many years he was curious about the story of Diandra. While Diandra is kind enough to tell a story, Zeze will be a good listener. Although in his heart he could not promise not to comment after Diandra told me.