HEY JUN

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Kiara kept nagging in front of Lita. It had been an hour the woman walked back and forth scolding her men who had acted inappropriately. Kiara's anger is like a tripping soap opera, which does not end until seven derivatives.

Kiara's energy is inexhaustible. Maybe because this morning Kiara had spent two dishes of rice field with side dish rendang and chicken sambal ijo so that Kiara's body has abundant energy stock.

"Madam, stop dong irahin Lita. Is it not as beautiful as Lita's face before?" said Lita while crying bitterly.

"No! No story I just as tenacious keket as you! Asked what, even what. You think you're arteissss? The whole house is full of photos of your face?" Kiara no longer uses her formal language.

"Kan Lita has said that this house is one energy with Lita so...."

"Silence.....!!!!" lita had not finished talking, Kiara had already snapped at her.

"Lu clean up this mess! Get down all those pictures! Burn or kiloin to the junkman! I don't want to know, an hour from now this house is clean from your face" Kiara ordered again.

"Yo ndak able~ I follow your orders~ View my face ~~~ pain ninu ninu~~~."

Plaque!

"Datah the command even dangdutan. Since when did you hit Kadir? A little singing" said Kiara annoyed.

The eagle and Juna could not help but laugh. Seeing Lita singing a song dangdut it, along with a joget broken bones makes Eagle remember when his wedding party. Lita's behavior really looks like Dira. Maybe if they are juxtaposed can be used as a duet friend.

"Madam, I'll call the janitor to clean up the house."

"Nothing! Lu's in order" Kiara's orders are not negotiable.

"No way, Madam. Lita Kudu booking a plane to Thailand" Lita's whining makes Kiara want to grab her hair.

"When did you go to Thailand again? You have no leave. There is no show of sightseeing to Thailand" refused Kiara.

"Oh, Madame.... ! Lita doesn't want to go for a walk. Lita wants plastic surgery. Lita's face gritted ninu ninu. It's not nice to go to the office with a face like this" said Lita began sulking.

"Eat it, so people don't kayak tenacious. He got his wife Mas Juna, kapok right you?."

Lita lowered her face. He showed a resigned, sad expression, as if Lita was the most hurt victim.

"Darling, yes. Lita is sorry. Don't get scolded again" persuaded the Eagle.

"Where am I not angry? This kid is really. Really makes the tension go up."

"Already! We're not here for war. There are important things that must be discussed with Mas Juna" said Elang mediate.

"It matters? With me?" Juna was a little surprised to hear his name called.

"True Mas Juna. Yesterday Mr. Danu called, asking about Mas Juna. There is a little problem with the school in Pak Juna village. The principal, committee and teacher council would like to hold a meeting with Mas Juna so that they hope Mas Juna can come to school" Kiara explained.

Juna patted his forehead. He forgot if he had Scholar High School in the village. His busyness in Jakarta made Juna forget about the school. Juna never even once contacted Mr. Zaini or Mr. Udin to ask about Scholar High School.

"Mas Juna?" call Kiara to disperse lamjnan Juna.

"Ah, yes Mrs Boss! Sorry, I daydreamed because I was cursing myself who had forgotten responsibility" Juna said.

"So Mas Juna is going home?" ask Kiara.

"It looks so."

"No! You can't go home, Jun" Atha patted Juna's thigh hard.

"Well? Why can't it?."

"Diandra's there. His sister was there too. You want CLBK with the brothers?" Atha opened his eyes to Juna.

Kiara and the Eagles compactly frowned. They did not understand what Atha said. Understand, with the reaction of the couple makes Juna immediately explain the meaning of the words of his wife.

"No! Atha is pregnant. Very vulnerable if brought there to here" reject Juna smooth.

"Fix! You don't want to take me because you want CLBK with the brothers, right? Hah, it's been read clearly on your face" cynical Atha sneered.

Juna immediately waved both of his hands. He gave a code if what his wife alleged was not right.

"So, same with Lita if so" said Lita.

"Lita!!!" reprimand Kiara who instantly pulled Lita's dower lips.

"You want me to make it like a crumb?" Atha looked at Lita with a laser look. Secretary Kiara does not seem to be acting even though her face is out of shape.

"Eh, not so! I swear, it's not. Lita's going to Thailand. Want plastic surgery."

"There are no operations. The other job is going to Thailand. Only if the project in Sulawesi has been completed" refused Kiara.

"Ah, Mrs Boss! If I wait for the project to be completed, when will my face really be?" Lita's already put on her glassy look.

"Already, darling. Let Lita go to Thailand. Papa could not bear to see his face that is not clear like that" said Eagle chuckled amusedly.

Kiara just shrugged her shoulders. He still refused to give permission to his secretary.

Not much different than Juna. He still has his wife's creepy face. Athalia still refused to give permission to return home to Juna.

Kiara vs Lita. Juna vs Atha. After going through tough negotiations, Lita finally got permission to go to Thailand as well as Juna. The eagle who acted as a mediator and advisor, apparently really carried out his role well so Kiara and Atha nodded in agreement.

"So, when did Lita leave?."

"Tomorrow" replied Kiara shortly.

"If I'm when, Mrs Boss?" ask Juna.

"Tomorrow too. You two leave tomorrow from Soekarno-Hatta airport. Lita, book a plane for Mas Juna! Make sure the VVIP class. Arrive at Juanda, tell Mr. Danu to pick you up! Kiara does not want Mas Juna stray" ordered Kiara who immediately got a nod of the head from Lita.

***

Juna took a deep breath as both of his feet stepped on the ground in the village of Papaten. He just arrived in his hometown. Juna's face looks sumringah, filled with emot flowers scattered and pink heart.

Mr. Danu, who was in charge of picking up and delivering Juna to the village of Papaten chose to remain in the car. He let Juna be outside alone. Juna was letting go of her longing. I miss his hometown.

Satisfied with giving up longing, Juna returned to the car. He asked Mr. Danu to drive himself to Bu Tias navel. Juna wanted to tell his mother. It feels like he is like an ungodly child who can just bloom into his mother's grave.

"Emak, Juna is coming" muttered Juna softly. His right hand sowed various flowers on the navel of Bu Tias.

Juna raised both hands, offering prayers to the Creator. Only then did Juna start telling stories on Bu Tias's tombstone.

Almost half an hour, Juna's there. If only there was no Danu sir who reminded Juna's agenda, surely Juna would have a day of telling stories in Bu Tias's pusara. Juna. Then they get back in the car.

"Where are we going, sir?" ask Mr. Danu.

"To the hotel only. I want to rest. Let it be, tomorrow I go to Scholar High School. Today I want to rest and gather with my two brothers" Juna replied.

"Doesn't Mr Mayjuna have a home here?" ask Mr. Danu astonished.

"I have contracted. Rather than empty uninhabited, it's better to just contract it."

"Whose hotel would you like to stay at?" ask Mr. Danu again.

"Any hotel. What is clear is not the Aryan" said Juna.