HEY JUN

106

Zeze evaporated many times. He's really sleepy. Since the plane they were boarding took off from Soekarbo Hatta airport to Juanda-Surabaya airport, Zeze has not even closed his eyes.

I don't know what demon perched in both of his eyes so that he could not be closed in the slightest. Zeze who usually easily fall asleep during the trip, experiencing insomnia suddenly.

"Still far away, Di?" ask Zeze while yawning again.

Diandra who was driving the rental car, glanced at Zeze at a glance.

"We are still arriving at Suramadu Bridge, Bangkalan Regency while Papaten Village is in Pamekasan Regency" said Diandra explained to Zeze.

"that means?."

"That's a long way off, Ze. After Bangkalan Regency, we pass through Sampang Regency. Only then did we enter Pamekasan Regency."

"How long is the journey, Di?."

"Yes, less than two hours."

Zeze directly rounded his eyes. But only briefly because he is back in his sleepy mode.

"Sleep, Ze! When it's almost there, I wake up."

"Are you sure you can drive yourself?."

"Yakin. Never mind, you just sleep! Look, Mbok De and Arjuna are still sleeping. We'll stop for a moment at the duck stall to fill the stomach."

Zeze nodded. Slowly, his eyes closed again and he entered into his dream.

'Madura hasn't changed much. Although I have long since left my homeland, nothing has changed from this place' Diandra murmured as she continued to focus on driving.

***

The car Diandra was driving stopped in front of the large white house. He has arrived in the village of Papaten, more precisely in front of the house Diandra himself. Diandra stared at the flat building in front of him. His gaze was fixed on the plaque emblazoned on the front page.

The house was sold. Contact 0877678xxx. That's the writing on the plaque. Pensively pensive for a moment, he tried to digest what he was seeing.

What's the matter? Why would his childhood home be sold? Did his father not have the money so that the house would be sold? If the house is for sale, where does the father live?

Diandra opened the car door and rushed out. He deliberately wears sunglasses, to disguise his face a little. Diandra walked slowly, towards her childhood home. He stopped right next to the plaque that read the house on sale.

"Diandraa.... !! Already arrived? Why not wake up?" asked Zeze who suddenly got out of the car and ran towards Diandra.

Diandra did not answer Zeze's question. His mind was still focused on the plaque. Zeze who felt neglected was of course annoyed. He pinched Diandra's shoulder in order to be immediately aware of her daydreaming mode.

"Why pinch me?" ask Diandra's upset.

"You ignored me. I asked why didn't you wake me?."

"Sorry, I don't want to bother you guys."

"Hm... By the way we've arrived? Is this your home? But if this is your house, why would there be such a plaque?" Zeze directly invaded Diandra with many questions.

"This is my house. But I don't know why there's that writing."

"Hm.... Hm... Hm..." Zeze seemed to think for a moment.

Suddenly there were mothers approaching Diandra and Zeze. The mothers patted their shoulders so that both Diandra and Zeze immediately squealed in shock.

"Gendoruwoooo.....!!!" yell Zeze.

Diandra immediately shut Zeze's mouth because his spontaneous speech was very dangerous. Diandra glanced at the mothers, his face instantly revealing a hostile look to them.

"Who are you saying gendoruwo?." (read using the madura dialect yes, hihihi).

"Ma-ma-sorry" Zeze said when Diandra had released a lump in his mouth.

"I'm sorry, my friend was just shocked" Diandra said in defense of Zeze.

"Shock why do I gendoruwo? Are there any other sweet words?" the mothers glanced towards Zeze.

Zeze grinning horse. He really cursed his broken mouth earlier. Either when Zeze saw mothers with thick bodies with long manes without combs it reminded him of the horror he watched in the cinema.

If only the mothers would comb and tie her hair, Zeze would not have said that. Perhaps, mbok-mbok herbal medicine is more suitable.

"Who are you? Why stop in front of Pak Narto's house?" ask the mothers.

Zeze glanced at Diandra. It seemed that Diandra was more apt to answer the questions of those mothers than he was.

"We're just people who happen to pass by. I'd like to ask you, this house is for sale?" ask Diandra.

The mother nodded.

"Why sold? Does the owner need money?" ask Diandra again.

"Yes, the name of a human needs money anyway. Pak Narto is in debt with Aryan boss. So this house was confiscated. Juragan Arya was going to sell this house. But no one wants to buy yet. The rumors are because they don't want to get stuck."

"That's it? Meaning what?" diandra didn't understand.

"The one who owned this house was once a very rich man. But falling poor because her daughter is adulterous with her ex-boyfriend."

Deg.

Diandra's hands immediately clenched to hear the words of the mothers. He took a deep breath, trying to temper his emotions so as not to come out.

"Well, her daughter can be adulterous! Not married to her boyfriend" Zeze said. He didn't realize that Diandra was staring straight at him.

"His daughter was married to the Aryan master. I don't know why women play crazy with their ex-girlfriend. Even by circulating their hot videos you know" said the mothers were excited.

"Well, is there a link? It's good to sell ama bule-bule on the beach" Zeze joked again.

Yoke!

Diandra immediately stabbed Zeze's head. He was really upset with Zeze's curse. If Zeze knew who the women were meant by these mothers, he would be shocked half to death.

"Where is Pak Narto now living?" diandra asked to switch the conversation.

"Oh, in alley five."

"Yes, Mother. Pak Narto lives with his second wife. Mr. Narto will have a stroke, can not walk. Fortunately, there was still his second wife who wanted to take care of Mr. Narto. His wife is so painstaking."

Again, Diandra clenched both his hands. His ears were heated again hearing the praise given to his father's affair.

Diandra immediately resigned. Without asking any questions, Diandra already knew where her father lived now. Diandra's been there. He hit his father's second wife with a brandas. Now, it looks like Diandra is going to show her fangs again. Giving a little shock therapy for his father's affair seems okay.

"Where are you going, Di?" zeze asked when he saw Diandra get back in the car. Zeze who was still confused, spontaneously followed Diandra.

"Shut up! Don't ask too many questions!."

Diandra turned the car engine back on. He then drove the car to alley five. The journey to Diandra's stepmother's house only took ten minutes. Diandra immediately smiled cynically when she saw Fira was sweeping in the front yard.

"Basic, bastard!" guman Diandra's.

"Eh? Bastard son? Who's the bastard?" ask Zeze confused.

Diandra again ignored Zeze. He turned off the car engine, opened the door and went out to get to Fira. Don't forget, Diandra's wearing her sunglasses. In addition to looking cool, Diandra also did not want many people to recognize his face.

"Hi, bastard!" sapa Diandra makes Fira stop his activities.

Fira scrunched his forehead. His two neutrals scanned the female figure before him. Foreign and not foreign. Fira ventured closer to Diandra.

"Sorry, find who?" ask Fira politely.

"I'm looking for my dad. Where is he?."

"Dad? Whose dad?" ask Fira confused.

"My father is not your father. You are just an illegitimate child" said Diandra and then she took off her sunglasses.

The handkerchief Lidi held by Fira instantly fell. He was surprised not to play to see Diandra who smiled cunningly to him. Diandra stared intently at Fira. The hateful look that Diandra always gave her.

Glug.

"Mdad Dian..."

"Don't call me, Ma'am! I'm not your brother."

The hate is still there. That hatred enveloped Diandra's heart again.

"We are brothers, Mother. We are one father. It's appropriate that I call you Ma'am."

"But I don't want to. You're just an illegitimate child, the result of an affair Dad and a girl don't know themselves."

Plaque.

"That's enough to insult us, Diandra! You said I was a woman who didn't know myself. Then what about you? Female adulterer who caused the destruction of your own father" said Bu Tatik.

"You?" Diandra held her cheek that was flushed red from Bu Tatik's slap. Fira's birth mother had apparently dared to fight Diandra.

"What?" challenge Bu Tatik.

"You are a child who does not know yourself. Your father married you to Arya so you can still live a good life. But what's your reply? You're playing crazy with Juna. Look at the consequences of your actions! Your father fell into poverty and had a stroke" cried Mrs Tatik.

Fira pulls out Mrs Tatik's hand. He tried to keep Mrs Tatik away from Diandra. Fira knew her mother was in high emotion. He had to act quickly before the war between his mother and Diandra.

"Take off mom, Fira! I'm not done talking."

"We'll just go in, Mom. It's not good to see the neighbors" Fira said.

"What about the neighbors. Let them all know that this adulteress is back. The woman who destroyed her own father."

"SUFFICIENCY...!!! ENOUGH I SAID...!!!" shouted Diandra hysterically.

Diandra's loud scream like that certainly made Zeze startled. He hurriedly got out of the car and approached Diandra.

"Dian, what's wrong?" ask Zeze. He tried to calm Diandra down.

"Come in! You don't have to interfere."

"But, In..."

"Come in...!!!" diandra's orders again.

Suddenly Mbok De got out of the car. Arjuna woke up and cried. Mbok De is trying to win Juna. However, the boy continued to summon Diandra.

"Mrs, Den Juna is crying."

Deg.

Fira and Bu Tatik immediately looked at the boy. They were like being hit by an iron hammer when they saw the boy struggling spoiled in the arms of Diandra.

Juna, the boy's name made Fira and Bu Tatik unable to say a word. Is that Diandra and Juna's son? Is it the result of their past actions?

"Mah.ma.ma..ma..."

"Juna wants what?."

"Es climate. Puanassss, Mama."

"Okay, Juna got in the car! Mama will follow again."

Diandra hands Juna to Mbok De back. He coded Zeze and Mbok De to get in the car.

"Mr... The boy? That kid is Mr Juna's son?" asked Fira with a trembling voice.

Diandra again threw her cynical smile.

"You think?."

"You're pregnant out of wedlock? Diandra, you're really disgusting" said Ms. Tatik.

Diandra laughed at Bu Tatik's curse. Apparently, returning to the village of Papaten made his crazy side reappear.

Diandra turned her body. He walked slowly to his car. Diandra was playing with the mother and child. He chose to leave Fira and Bu Tatik who were still standing with various questions that appeared in their heads.