HEY JUN

127

Two days later

Arya returned to Sanjaya corp office in Jakarta. He meets Juna's invitation through someone who claims to be a receptionist at the company. Arya wants to leave soon. However, because there were problems at the hotel that he managed so that he had to delay the departure to Jakarta.

Arya can only meet Juna now. It had been twenty minutes, Arya was sitting alone in Juna's study. Juna was meeting, his secretary asked Arya to wait for a moment. Arya who is not busy, just want to wait for Juna. Moreover, a lot of good food is served so that Arya is more comfortable in Juna's workspace.

"Sir, your guests are waiting" said Secretary Juna as Juna was about to enter his room.

Juna just nodded. He went straight into his study and sat in his great chair.

Arya immediately got up when she saw the arrival of Juna. Even though he was busy enjoying the chiffon cake served by Juna's secretary. Arya has to give up the chiffon cake that lives in a mouthful to discuss serious things with Juna. No matter what, Arya will have the cake wrapped. Cake good, no boelh tempered.

"Please sit down, sir! Sorry to keep you waiting" said Juna then he shook Arya's hand.

Arya gulped. He moved Juna's appearance from top to bottom. Indeed, Arya wants to deny that the person in front of her is Juna, a poor sports teacher who once was thrown in prison.

"Why see me like that?" ask Juna wonder.

"Eh?" Arya wavers when she is caught watching Juna. He hurriedly gulped down some white water before him, trying to calm his shocked heart.

"Why Mr Arya?" ask Juna.

"Eh, I was just surprised. Is it true if you're anyone who's ever slept with Diandra, my wife?" ask Arya ceplas and ceplos.

"Why do you ask like that?."

"Because you are so different in terms of face, appearance and wallet."

Arya is really honest right now. Arya's words made Juna smile. Fortunately, Juna is not Dira. If Dira were to be praised like that, surely Dira would fly high into the seventh sky.

Juna took the wallet in his pants pocket. He took two ID cards in his wallet. Juna gave the ID to Arya. With trembling hands, Arya received the ID offered by Juna.

"Huh?" exclaim Arya.

The two neutrals are breaking looking at the two KTPs. Only the name, photo and address have changed.

"Why?."

"Why can?" ask Arya.

"What?" Juna asked back.

"How can you change your name and face? Are you plastic surgery?" ask Arya wonder.

"No! It's original from the factory. My face has changed since I was in Barcelona, Spain."

"Bars...The bar...Barcelona?" ask Arya not to believe it.

Juna took his wallet back. Seeing Arya's deathly pale face like that made her not want to continue telling stories. Let Arya know enough. Juna is afraid that Arya is getting dazed if she knows the story of Juna.

"By the way is there any need what are you looking for me?" ask Juna.

Arya patted her forehead. He forgot the purpose and purpose of looking for Juna. Arya cleared her throat three times to start the conversation.

"I've already referred to Diandra" Arya said starting the conversation.

"Then?."

"Diandra has a hot relationship with you."

Juna gulped. His mind immediately turned to the boy he had held while shooting with Kiara and Dira. At that time Juna even prayed that the child was not his flesh and blood because he did not want to get involved with Diandra anymore.

"of course! Diandra only did that with you, even you took the crown. Did you forget that Diandra called me an impotent man because of my little brother who couldn't stand up straight?" arya asked annoyedly.

Juna held back his laughter. He really wanted to laugh when he heard Aryan's words. According to Juna, Arya does not need to explain in detail. That would make Juna even more willing to laugh.

"Then what do you want now?" ask Juna.

"I want custody of the boy to fall into your hands. I want Diandra to forget about her past, which is you and that child. I just want Diandra to open a new page with me and our future children" Arya said.

Juna desperately wanted to clap his hands to hear Arya's words. Arya is getting smarter. Juna could not believe if the person who was talking in front of him was the person who had thrown himself into prison.

Time, it has changed everything. Juna, Arya, and Diandra. Juna hopes that their past will not ruin the future. Juna also wants to maintain a good relationship with Arya.

"Where is the boy?" ask Juna.

"He's in Bali. Diandra's friend took care of her."

"Baa... Ba... Bali's? How could that kid go out there?" ask Juna in surprise.

"Not stray but indeed all this time Diandra settled in Bali. But just calm down. After you take custody of the boy, Diandra I'll take him back to Papaten Village. We will live there building a harmonious and loving household."

Ouch... Juna's heart melted. Hearing Arya's words made him want to quickly go home and work on his wife. At once Juna realized that Atha must know the whereabouts of the child. He decided to take the boy with Atha.

"Eh, Mr. Juna has another problem" said Arya shyly.

"What?."

"Can your company work with my company? The hotel I manage needs an injection of funds" said Arya again.

Juna laughs. Seeing Arya's bashful cat face made her want to pelt Arya with an ashtray. It could be Arya slipped business problems between their talks.

Juna did not promise. He just said he would discuss it with Kiara. However, the Sanjaya corp does not belong to Juna. Juna hanha employees so that he could not immediately accept Arya's request.

***

Atha received a brown envelope that had just been delivered by a courier. He glanced at the wall clock to make sure that the clock back home from work was still long.

Atha hurriedly entered his room. Not forgetting he locked the door. Atha didn't want her parents to know about the envelope. He does not want to make a rowdy in the middle of the joy atmosphere that has just been created.

"Whatever the result, I must be strong" said Atha while taking a deep breath.

Atha picked up the scissors and cut the edges of the envelope. He took the contents of the envelope and took it out slowly. Atha read carefully. He barely read the results of DNA tests Juna and Arjuna.

"positive. The boy is Mas Juna's son" murmured Atha Iirih. Suddenly her tears fell.

"The boy is Mas Juna's son. He's Mas Juna's son" said Atha repeating his first remarks.

Atha threw his body to the floor. He rubbed his flat stomach.

"Do I have to be honest with Juna? Do I have to accept the boy?" ask Atha again.

"What about the fate of this child? Will Juna love her?" asked Atha while gently rubbing her stomach.

"May I be selfish? Can I be selfish? I don't want Juna to go back to his past. I don't want Juna to know about her son" said Atha and her cries grew.

Atha reinserted the DNA test results into the envelope. He kept the envelope under his bed.

"I want to lie to you, Mom. I don't want you to know about your son" Atha said as she climbed into the bed. He pulled the bed sheet until it covered his face. Perhaps out of annoyance, Atha squeezed the sheets that covered her face. He did not want anyone to hear his cries.

"I want to be selfish. Tomorrow or the day after, my ego is gone. I don't know either" Atha muttered and unconsciously she fell asleep in her tears.