HEY JUN

02

"Hey, Jun, neat like this would want condangan ya?” asked Bu Devi who happened to cross paths with Juna. Bu Devi is a neighbor of Bu Tias, his house is only four houses away from Bu Tias' house.

Juna smiled without answering Bu Devi's question. Today Juna does use a batik shirt instead of a sports shirt as usual because at school is commemorating batik day. Maybe because Juna was dressed like that so Bu Devi thought if Juna would go to the condangan.

“Absuously you are invited, Jun?” asked Bu Sari, Bu Tias' neighbor also who had been out since when to stand behind Bu Devi and join them.

Juna again chose to smile because in fact he also did not know whose condition they meant.

“Duh. His name is former, even though it has broken up but still has to establish good communication. Isn't that right, Jun?” ask Miss Devi.

Hearing Bu Devi's words made Juna's smile turn wry. Married ex? That means Diandra, Juna's first love is getting married today.

Juna gulped. His tongue was suddenly twisted to speak. Juna could only stand by without responding to the questions of the mothers.

“By the way when is Miss Dian, Jun? Don't fail to move on dong! Remember the age too. You deserve to be momong a two” child said Bu Sari.

“Toward, Jun! Must move on! If you need to find a more beautiful wife than Ma'am Diandra. But you have to nebelin wallet first can gaet a beautiful girl” said Bu Devi who was immediately greeted by laughter Bu Sari.

Juna immediately raised his legs leaving those who were still laughing. Pissed off? Sure oes. The mothers are very unscrupulous by offending the contents of Juna's wallet.

Juna was aware that the contents of his wallet were thin, but there was no need for them to offend it. Especially made a laughing stock. Juna wondered if in this day and age no woman can accept a man for who he is? Not because of what?

Juna went inside the house with shaky steps. BunTias was looking in the mirror, applying powder and a little lipstick on his lips.

Juna noticed the appearance of his mother who wore a robe and hooded syar’i. Not as home-based as usual. He was sure that his mother would come to the condangan as well.

“Why just arrived? Mother has been waiting from earlier” said Bu Tias while repairing her veil.

“Juna has an event at school, Mak. So just returned home he said while pouring water into a glass and immediately gulped it.

“You don't think you need to change clothes anymore. We just leave” order Bu Tias.

“Where are we going, Mak?” ask Juna. He wanted to make sure his guess was not wrong.

“Conditions. Your beautiful ex got married today” replied Bu Tias.

“We were invited, Mak?” ask Juna again. Because the relationship between the Juna family and the Diandra family deteriorated after their breakup.

“Dreams of Pak Narto ngundang us!”

“Then if we are not invited, why would Mom want to come?” ask Juna wonder.

“Emak wants to prove that you can move on. Mom wants to prove if you are not as despicable as what Mr. Narto said. You can get better than her pretentious son. You can...”

“Mak...”.

Juna cut off Bu Tias' words filled with emotion. He walked over to his mother, immediately hugging Bu Tias from behind. Juna could feel what sadness was like in Bu Tias' heart. Juna could also feel anger in Bu Tias' heart.

“Emak not accept!!! Mom does not accept!!!” he shouted and now Bu Tias started sobbing.

“They rejected our proposal, Jun. They rejected you!!! You were rejected just because we were poor. My mother did not accept!!! Mom does not accept!!!” shouted Miss Tias hysterically.

Juna kept hugging Bu Tias tightly, letting the mother spill all her heart to him. It is undeniable that Juna felt pain when he heard all the complaints of Bu Tias. Juna chose silence more precisely to cry in the heart than to respond to Bu Tias' words. He also felt that he failed to make his parents the only one he had now.

Satisfied crying in Juna's arms, Bu Tias wiped her tears and immediately tidied up her makeup. Bu Tias threw Juna's hand so that Juna would not want to take off his embrace.

“Let's go! We are late” said Bu Tias, directly passed out of the house.

Juna took a long breath. He must not follow his mother's will. Juna knows the nature of Bu Tias. His stubbornness cannot be denied. There will be a war if no one gives up.

Juna walked on, following Bu Tias who stepped firmly as if he was ready for battle.

During the trip Juna incessantly offered prayers, hoping there would be no commotion between Bu Tias and Pak Narto.

Slowly but surely, Juna could see a yellow janur curling in front of him. Both of his ears can hear the incense of dangdut music that is getting clearer and clearer. Juna strengthened his heart, speeding up his prayer reading along with his increasingly unreasonable heartbeat.

Juna pulled Bu Tias' hand, stopping his steps that were ready to enter the courtyard of Pak Narto's house. Mr. Narto did have a wedding at his house. No need to rent a building because the yard of his own house is wide so that it can be used as a place of any celebration.

“What's up?” ask Bu Tias cynically.

“We go home, Mak” invite Juna who immediately replied to a sharp plot by Bu Tias.

“What man are you not, Jun? Mom's just 45 spirit to come to this event. Cook you like this? Wh why? You can't move on yet? You're afraid of the heartache of seeing Diandra sitting in the arm with another man?” cerocos Mom cuek's.

Juna glanced to the right and left while smiling wryly. They are now the center of attention for guests who have just arrived.

It is no secret that Pak Narto rejected Juna's proposal so that he was not strange with the gaze of people who cynically saw their presence in front of Pak Narto's house now.

“Juna don't want any commotion here, Mak”

“Emak wants to come condangan, not want to make a fuss. No longer know if Pak Narto who wants to fight with Emak” he said keukeh.

“Already, Mak! We better just go home” persuaded Juna.

Bu Tias ignored Juna. He continued his steps until he arrived at the front door of Diandra's courtyard. Again Juna had no choice but to chase after Bu Tias.

They entered and were immediately greeted by two girls who were in charge of noting the names of guests who came and gave wedding souvenirs. Bu Tias casually wrote the name, put the envelope in a box that was prepared for the shelter. Not to forget Bu Tias received Diandra's wedding souvenir, a bottle of drink.

Bu Tias continued to step up, joining the ranks of other invited guests who were lining up to shake hands with both the bride and the family. Juna's mind is getting messed up. He prayed that Pak Narto would not be aware of their existence.

Junapun did not focus on Diandra and Arya. His thoughts at this time were how he could immediately shake hands with the row of host families and go straight home.

Juna followed Bu Tias who started shaking hands with the Aryan family. I hope it ends soon without any more drama. However, Juna's hope did not happen but rather the opposite. Pak Narto noticed their presence while Juna was shaking hands with Aryan's mother.

“Heiii.... you? Bu Tias?” mr. Narto's high voice mengangetkan invited guests who are still in line in front and behind Juna.

Juna braced himself to raise his face. The fierce face of Pak Narto looked sharply at Bu Tias. Bu Tias who was stared at like that seemed undaunted. He even looked back at Pak Narto with a gaze that was no less sharp.

“Iya, i. Why?”

“Why are you here? I did not invite you and your bachelor son this” shouted Pak Narto who successfully made many people look at us.

The music was immediately turned off. The atmosphere that was once crowded turned silent. Juna immediately broke out in cold sweat imagining what would happen to them.

Juna glanced at Diandra as it turned out that she and her husband were looking at Juna in annoyance.

“I just wanted to say goodbye to a new life for your son. I want to pray for him too. Is that wrong?” said Bu Tias still in his haughty mode.

“Not necessary!!! My son does not need prayers from you. Without your prayers, she is already happy with her husband”

“How arrogant are you, Mr. Narto!!”

“I am a rich man, be arrogant. You poor people don't deserve to be arrogant like me. Look even to come to my fancy show you're just wearing a cheap robe whose color has faded. You really are a shameless poor widow. Not invited but came. Just say if you just want to ride a free meal” pussy Pak Narto.

Plaakk

Juna looked up and saw Bu Tias slapping Pak Narto. Everyone screamed in shock at what he was doing. A few moments of silence and...

Buugggg

Pak Narto pushed Bu Tias down from the stage. Juna shouted and immediately came down to Bu Tias. From below Juna looked at Pak Narto who was smiling satisfied because he managed to reciprocate Bu Tias' treatment.

Juna helped Bu Tias to get up. He could see both of his mother's netra wet. Juna stood staring at the row of Diandra and Arya families sharply. However, Juna did not accept Pak Narto's treatment of his mother. Especially in a public place like this. Must be that Miss Tias was embarrassed.

“You!!!” I said while pointing at Mr. Narto's face.

“You are a rich man and we are a poor man. But you don't deserve to treat us this way much less to push Mom to fall”

“Emakmu who started first” sahut relaxed.

“But you don't deserve to reply!!! You are a man, Pak” Juna began to ignite emotions.

Plakkkk

Mr. Narto threw his wand at Juna. Fortunately Juna reflexively pulled Bu Tias' body so that the stick failed to hit them. Juna was really furious. He got up, took a stick belonging to Pak Narto and stepped back towards Pak Narto.

Plakkk

Juna threw the stick at Pak Narto with a huff. Of course Juna's throw was successful on Pak Narto's shoulder. Juna can ascertain what the pain in Pak Narto's shoulder was like due to his throw. Juna who has been accustomed to throwing volleyball when teaching, has guaranteed his ability in throwing - throwing.

Seeing his father hit by Juna's throw, Diandra shouted and cursed Juna spontaneously. Juna won't lose. He immediately looked at Diandra sharply so as to make her silent.

"I am poor, but not for you to be despised like this!" yelled Juna loudly. He did not care if he was the center of attention of the people there.

“Better we go home, Mak! We are not invited and do not deserve to be here” said Juna while guiding Bu Tias to leave the house of Pak Narto.