HEY JUN

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Juna immediately ran towards Kiara's nursery. After getting a call about his application, Juna immediately turned his brain, registering what he would prepare for the next stage.

Honestly, Juna did not want to linger. He is planning to marry Athalia next week. Not without calculations, Juna was worried that Athalia would run away. Juna had to tie it as fast as possible. Although at risk he marries Athalia without love.

Juna will ask Kiara and Elang for advice on how to prepare for a week-long wedding. Juna doesn't want to throw a big party. Simply a simple marriage contract attended by the family and closest friends of both parties.

Deg.

Families. That one word made Juna slow down his steps. It seemed like Juna had forgotten something very important in his life.

"Mas Haris, Ma'am Ines" muttered Juna softly. He stopped running, remembering his two brothers.

How's his family doing? Where are they now? A wide variety of questions instantly appeared filling Juna's head. The effect of being carried away from one place to another makes Juna break off communication with his brother.

One year later, Juna did not communicate with his brother. They both do not know the news of each. Juna was worried. His mind was invaded by various questions that compactly disturbed him.

Are Haris and Ines looking for him? Are they okay? You idiot! Juna is really stupid!. This wouldn't have happened if his absurd boss hadn't thrown Juna's cell phone into the river. Juna was supposed to ask for the same phone number when Edward bought a new phone. If this is the case, how can Juna contact Haris and Ines?

Juna should meet them soon. Haris and Ines must accompany Juna during the marriage contract later. How could Juna forget Haris and Ines when proposing to Athalia? He was like a child of a kara that the Sanjaya family collected. Go home! Juna has to go home.

Juna realized his mistake. At this time he must immediately go home, pick up Haris and Ines and bring them to Jakarta. Juna will also swipe into Bu Tias's grave and see the debris of his house if it is still there.

"Mrs boss, I'm going home" Juna said as he arrived at Kiara's nursery.

"Come home?" kiara Beo.

"Go home, Mas Juna. Later Abang Dira come here. Juna wants to get ready for work?" said the Eagle who thought that Juna would return to his apartment.

Juna shakes.

"mmm... I don't want to go home to the apartment, Mas Eagle. But I want to go home."

"Back home?" Kiara and Eagle looked at each other at Juna's words.

"Mas Juna is going to Pare?" ask Kiara again because as far as Kiara knows, Juna lives in Pare.

Juna shakes.

"Just stay in Madura, Madame. Pare is my father's village. When Mr. Dira found me, I just moved to Pare for a reason" Juna explained.

"There problem? Why did Mas Juna suddenly want to go home?" search Kiara.

"Nothing, Madam. I just want to pick up my two brothers because next week I'm getting married to Atha."

"WHAT???!!!" The eagle and Kiara compactly shouted together. Luckily Kiara was not holding the plate so there was nothing she could throw.

"Mas Juna is serious?" ask Kiara.

"I'm serious, Madam. Mr. Fajar just called me and said if my application was accepted. I decided I'd marry Athalia next week."

"Mas Juna, sorry. Sorry to have double. Kiara does not like Mas Juna married. But Mas Juna saw for himself, didn't Dr. Atha refuse? Mas Juna, do you want to marry a girl who does not love Mas Juna?" kiara said worriedly.

"Love will come because it's used to it, ma'am. I will fight for Athalia's love despite shekali's syulit."

Kiara and Eagle looked at each other again. As usual, they communicate without making a sound.

"I'll call Lita to get the plane ready for you" Kiara said.

"Thank you, Madam. Not that I refuse, but I want to get on an economy plane" Juna said.

Juna was already considering carefully why he chose to board the economy plane. He did not want to make a rowdy people in his village. Juna wanted to come like an ordinary person, not a sultan who came here using a private plane. After all, in fact Juna is indeed an employee in Sanjaya corp.

"But if you get on a private plane faster, Mas Juna" Kiara still persuaded Juna.

Juna kept shaking. He remains firm in his stance.

"Alright, Mas Juna was escorted by driver to the airport. I'll call Lita to book a ticket to...." Kiara's confused.

"Surabaya, Mrs Boss" replied Juna.

"Surabaya? Isn't your village in Madura?" ask Kiara wonder.

Juna.

"Airport in Madura is not yet operational, Madam boss. So if you want to go there, you have to take a plane to Surabaya. Only after that took the bus" Juna explained.

Kiara nodded. He immediately called his secretary to book a ticket for Juna. Juna went straight away and rushed back to his apartment first.

***

Juna stood stiffly as he set foot back in the village of papaten. Slowly, the memory of Juna's life sprung up in his brain. The shadow of Bu Tias who stood welcoming the arrival of Juna was seen in both of his neutrals.

'Emak' call Juna down.

Juna stepped slowly down the street in the narrow alley. He remembered Lia was waiting for him here. He remembered himself and Diandra going down this road. The memories of the two women are still attached to Juna's brain.

'Your son's coming home, Mommy'

Juna's heart felt slicedJuna turned to the right and to the left. The village of Papaten has not changed much. Unpaved paved potholes, tight and narrow houses, and public facilities that are still not maintained.

Juna breathed. He continued walking with an empty look. His steps just stopped in the empty land area. The land of the former house occupied by Juna. The land was left just like that. Maybe the two Juna brothers no longer pay attention to their mother's legacy.

Juna smiled bitterly. He stared at the ground with a pus. He did not realize that since then many pairs of eyes have been watching him. They were wondering with a male figure who was standing on the empty land of the former house of Bu Tias.

"Sorry, who are you?"Juna immediately turned his head when someone patted his shoulder.

Juna smiled.

"Don't you know me?" asked Juna who was answered by the man with the head.

"I don't know. I've never seen you before. Sorry, although we may have met. His name is also old man. It's getting senile. So please understand."

Juna smiled back. It seems like the water effect in Barcelona is so real. How could the man before him not recognize him? Does the man not remember if since childhood Juna became his mortal enemy?

The man is Mr. RT, who owns the most extensive orange orchard in the village of Papaten. In the past, little Juna was often pursued by Mr. RT because he was caught stealing ripe citrus fruits. If caught, Mr. RT will bring Juna to Bu Tias. He will ask for compensation for citrus fruits that Juna has eaten. If so, inevitably Bu Tias paid some money to Pak RT.

Haha...

Juna chuckled in the light of the incident. Although it has been a year since Juna left the village of Papaten, in fact the memories in that place still imprint in Juna's heart.

Mr. RT scratched his non-itchy head. He was horrified to see Juna who suddenly laughed like that.

"Something funny, sir?" ask Mr. RT.

"Eh, no. I just remembered something. By the way this land is empty, sir?" ask Juna.

"empty, Sir. There used to be a house on this land. Then the house was a fire, scorched and his heirs let this land just like that" said Mr. RT.

"Where does the heir live?" juna asked for information from Mr. RT.

"In the next district. What is it, you ask about the land? Wanna buy?."

"Yes, I'm interested in buying that land. Can you contact his heirs? I want to meet now" Juna said.

The RT man seemed silent for a moment. Hearing the words of Juna who wanted to buy the land, making an alarm in the head of Mr. RT rang. He immediately imagined what percentage would be received if Juna so buy the land. Mr. RT is confident, if Haris will release the land. After all, all this time neither Haris nor Ines have kidnapped the land. Mr. RT had to call Haris immediately, persuade him to come to his house and want to take off the land.

"I called Haris first" said Mr. RT.

"Dear?."

"His heir is named Haris. Oh, yes, we haven't met. I'm Mukti, Mr. RT here."

"You know, sir. Mr. Mukti whose citrus fruit I often squash, right?" juna said in his heart.

"I'm Ju...."

"Ju? Who are you, sir?" ask Mr. RT.

"July, Sir. My name is Juli."

"Oh, must be born in July?" ask Mr. RT again.

"not Sir. I was born in December" replied Juna lying.

"The month of December is called July. The other master is so weird."

Juna chuckled back.

"Sir, can I wait at your house first while waiting for the land to come?" ask Juna.

"Well, can dong! Mr. Juli is a guest here. I as Mr. RT must entertain well."

"Is there any guarantee that the land will be here by now? I don't have time. Tonight we have to go back to Jakarta" Juna told a lie.

"Dooohhhh, take it easy Mr. July. Everything is fine if there is a Mr. RT. I'll make sure Haris comes in a few hours. Now let's come with me to the house. We coffee while eating fried bananas" invited Mr. RT who was immediately greeted with joy by Juna.