HEY JUN

36

One month later...

"Sir Edward....!" call Juna. He immediately ran after Edward who was walking in a hurry. In his hands a lot of files so Juna took the initiative to help Edward to bring the files.

"Mas Juna? What's calling me?" Edward wiped his sweat that soaked his face.

"Where is Edward going? Why such a rush?" ask Juna.

"I'm going to the hospital, Mas Juna. Want to deliver this file to Mr. Dira."

"Hospital? Who's sick?" ask Juna again.

"Miss Kiara, yesterday had food poisoning. Mr. Dira is now in the hospital looking after his sister" Edward explained.

"May I come, sir? I all want to see Miss Kiara" Pinta Juna explained. He hoped Edward would grant his request.

Edward scratched his head. He thought for a moment. Whether to approve or reject Juna's request. It's nothing, Edward is afraid Dira will go berserk if Edward takes Juna. Right now Dira's emotions are at the top of the power pole. A little nudge, could emergency department survived. Edward doesn't want himself to be a victim of Dira's rampage anymore.

"Sir Edward, I beg you. All in all I want to practice the results of the car driving course I took."

Edward breathed a rough sigh. Seeing Juna's pitying face from the beginning made him powerless to refuse Juna's request. Edward nodded his head and quickly walked towards the basement.

"Which car, sir?" ask Juna.

Edward silently stared. Is it impossible if Edward uses a luxury car that he usually uses? Juna had just taken a car driving course. The possibility of hitting on the streets is huge. Edward didn't want to risk Dira's silence. He finally chose a jazz car that Dira used to use when undercover.

"That!" Edward pointed to the silver jazz car in the corner.

Juna asked for the car keys politely. Really, Juna's behavior like that makes Edward not feel good. If only Edward owned this company, surely Juna would he adopt as a coach of moral karimah for employees or Juna would he place in the financial section. Remembering Juna is very innocent and honest.

"What is Mas Juna doing?" edward asked when they were in the car.

Juna did not immediately start the car engine, but he raised both hands while closing his eyes. A strange sight in Edward's eyes.

"I'm praying, Mr. Edward."

"Pray?" ask Edward wonder.

"Yes, I pray that I can carry the car. Not hitting the left right. I don't want the course Mr. Dira gave me in vain" Juna replied and it made Edward smile happily.

Juna drove the car slowly and carefully. Edward who sat next to him served as a guide. Edward and Juna occasionally chat, sharing stories about each other's lives.

It was a very memorable experience for Edward. During this time he never talked much with others outside of work problems. With Juna, Edward can tell you anything. About his childhood, his school days, and the times he worked with Dira.

Fun chatting, making Edward and Juna not realize if they have arrived at the hospital. The densely creeping streets made them arrive there for a long time. Edward had prepared mentally if later Dira would go berserk to him.

Geck...Geck... Geck...

Edward knocked on Kiara's inpatient room door. There was noise inside. Edward quickly entered, worried that nothing would happen to his master. However, not unexpectedly. The two neutrals broke when they saw Dira being hit all out by his mother.

"Mamaeeee.... Stopit! Look there's Edward!" shout Dira. He breathed a sigh of relief because Edward's arrival made his ears loose from the claws of jumbo crabs.

Dira immediately ran away from his mother and told Edward to sit on the sofa. Kiara's nursery is indeed VVIP so it is spacious and complete so that it can accommodate many people.

"Lho?" Dira is shocked when he sees Juna appear behind Edward.

"Hey, Mayjuna! Why are you here? Missed the course?" asked Dira, he had put up a fierce look when he saw Juna appear.

Juna immediately shook his head. As usual he would run out of words if he saw Dira's fierce face.

"The man was told to sit down. Don't be glared!" Widya, Mama Dira, immediately hired her son who she thought was less ethical and likes arbitrarily.

"You're the employee, Dira?" ask Widya. He observes the appearance of Juna wearing a white shirt and black trousers. Just like an apprentice who was being bullied by his senior.

"This Mas Juna who gave information to Mr. Edo when Miss Kiara was kidnapped, Madam" replied Edward representing Juna.

"What???!!! Oh my!!! Diraaa.... How are you? Cook the man who saved Kiara, you made him an apprentice?" bentak Widya's. He was ready to pinch Dira's thigh with anxiety.

"Not an intern, Mamae. Juna is training. He was prepared to lead the company in Spain" said Dira casually.

"Company? Are you there branches there?" Kiara, who had been sitting hugged by her future husband, spoke up.

"There was. New company. Cooperation with your prospective male company."

"What company? Why don't the eagles tell?" ask Kiara.

"Elang doesn't know either. We've been horrified" whispered Elang, Kiara's future husband.

"That's the jersey company. I talked to the Eagle's Father. Already signed the contract with the Brand Ambassador" replied Dira.

"Who's the Brand Ambassador?" ask Kiara.

"Valentino Rossi" replied Dira in short.

Crick... Crick... Crick...

Everyone in the room was silent. They were in one frequency, feeling strange by the name mentioned by Dira.

"Darling, Valentino Rossi isn't playing chess?" ask Kiara to the Eagle.

"Stupid you two!" Dira Aspirat.

"Valentino Rossi is a football player. I had an acquaintance yesterday at the time of signature" replied Dira arrogantly.

"But Valentino Rossi is not a footballer, Dira. Mama once saw him on television as a comedian, selling motorcycles" Widya said.

Seeing the silliness of his boss's family, Juna could not help but laugh. How can Dira make Valentino Rossi as a brand ambassador for soccer jersey while Valentino Rossi is a racer? Juna wanted to laugh. However, as much as possible he could bear because he saw the look of Dira who was ready to glare at him.

"Sorry, sir and family. Valentino Rossi is a motoGP racer not as you mentioned earlier" Juna again giggled.

"Sokay you know, Juned. I'm the best CEO in the world, you know, it can't be wrong" Dira said.

"I was a gym teacher, sir. So I know that Valentino Rossi is a motoGP racer not a footballer let alone a chess player" said Juna again.

Dira's face turned a dead red. He approached Juna. However, as quickly as lightning drew his hand and told Dira to just sit down with Edward.

"I'm sorry, Juna. My mother's son is unique. You must often be the victim of a lonely heart tantrum" Widya said. He approached Juna and touched his hand.

"Om Edo's.... Oh...! About Edooo.... Oh....! This is Mamae again caper ama brondong limb" cried Dira.

"Your conscience!."

Buggle...

Kiara threw a pillow that landed directly on Dira's face. I knew in the hospital still screaming in the woods.

"What the hell is Kiara????" shout Dira.

"Lu the shit? Shouting like there's a burglar in my room."

Kiara waved her hand towards Juna. He coded Juna to get closer to him.

Juna nodded. She walked slowly towards Kiara who was still sitting on the brangkar while being embraced by her future husband.

"Adem" Juna's inner.

Seeing the intimacy between Kiara and her future husband makes Juna blush. If only the one who embraced Kiara was Juna, surely Juna would be happy inner birth made.

"Hey, why smile? Your suit" shouted Dira. Don't forget the successful throw of Dira's shoes on Juna's feet.

"The...! You're so naughty" Widya scolded. He took Dira's shoes that were about Juna. Widya hit Dira's ass with those shoes. Upset, Widya was really upset with the behavior of her eldest child.

"Mas Juna, I'm sorry that our family is this excited. Earlier I thanked Mas Juna who had informed Om Edo so that I could be found" Kiara said.

Juna nodded.

"I really feel bad about meeting Mas Juna now. It should have been from yesterday - yesterday I went to Mas Juna to say thank you."

"No need! I sent flowers to Juna's house. There is also a big writing Sanjaya family to thank you for your help" said Dira lightly.

Kiara grinned the horse. She was ashamed of Dira's behavior. How could Dira casually speak like that? In front of a new person like Juna again.

Suddenly, the two netra Kiara saw the ID card that was clad in Juna's neck. At first glance he saw the name of Juna is very long. Kiara's hand grabbed Juna's ID card and of course both his eyes immediately widened when he saw Juna's full name.

"Mayjuna July Agustino? Mas Juna's name?" ask Kiara. He looked at Juna's face with a look of disbelief.

Juna. He was confused as to what to answer. To be honest, there is Dira. Dishonestly, he was embarrassed to admit the strange name. Juna dilemma. What should he say to answer Kiara's question?

"Is that really Mas Juna's name?" this time the Eagle asked. He also felt strange with his long name Juna.

"Yeahaaa. Are you impressed by her name?" asked Dira arrogantly, he put his hair back. It was like shooting a shampoo commercial.

"Cock like the names of the months?" ask Kiara in disbelief.

"I. i. that's, miss. Mr. Dira changed my name to that. My real name is Ahmad Junaidi. But Mr. Dira changed to that name" Juna replied fearfully.

"WHAT?!" Kiara, Eagle and Widya shouted at the same time.

"You're still sane is not Dira anyway???? How can you change someone's name? You yes, you have not participated in the stock, do not participate even just change the name" shouted Widya. He could not bear to pinch Dira with anxiety.

"Relax, Mamae.... Cool out! His name does not carry hockey. Dira picked him up in a terrible situation. Therefore, on the basis of the family soul that Dira has. Dira changed Juna's name to make it more hockey."

"Your bald hockey! Mama doesn't want to know. Don't change Juna's real name..."

"Can't be Mamae. Edward's already filed a request to change his name to the court."

"WHAT?!" again Widya, Eagle and Kiara shouted together.

"Hey, you're thinking a little dong. Cook, did your people give you the names of the months? The cutean little cake" Kiara protested.

"Less saucy what the hell? Mayjuna July Agustino, cool, not kampungan, and smelling espanyola. Suitable for Juna who I will send to Spain."

"WHATEVER....!!!!" Mother, son, and son-in-law compactly scolded Dira.

While the gripping atmosphere in Kiara's room was unfolding, the door opened. A doctor and a nurse will check on Kiara.

Juna looked back. His heart seemed to want to be dislodged when he saw the woman who appeared wearing her snellinya.