HEY JUN

67

"Well, Mr May is here?" asked Fira when entering Bu Udin's shop.

Juna immediately stopped his mouthful. He turned his head to the side, smiling lightningly at Fira without even answering the girl's question.

"Don't Mr Zaini bring food to the hall? Why is Mr May here?" ask Fira again. He sat on the right side of Juna.

"Why are you here too, Fira?."

"I? I'd like to buy a pecel lontong, sir."

"Don't Mr Zaini bring food to the hall? Why are you here?" tanya Juna repeated Fira's question.

"Not creative!" Fira squinted both of her eyes.

Fira got up from her seat. He approached Bu Udin, ordering two pecel bells to be brought home. Fira returned to her seat with a plate of freshly cooked fried bakwan.

"Bakwan, sir!" fira offers Juna.

Juna nodded. He took two baskets and put them on his plate. Juna did not say anymore. He continued to eat his food.

One bribe, two bribes, Juna ate without looking. He did not realize that Fira had been watching how to eat.

"Which man's real father?" ask Fira suddenly. Fira's question made Juna stop her mouthful.

"I'm an Indonesian."

"His territory, sir!" said Fira who somehow her tone became cold.

"The village next door."

"Which village, sir? West, east, south, or north?" ask Fira dissatisfied.

Juna smiled knot.

"You want to know?."

Fira nodded.

"Why?" ask Juna curiously.

"Because Mr. May is similar to someone" said Fira Lirih.

Plaque!

Someone hit Fira on the shoulder. Fira was shocked to get a surprise attack. He turned his body, about to strike back the person who hit him. However, Fira did not do so when she saw the figure standing while folding both hands on the chest.

"Move on, Fir! This father is not Mr. Juna" said Suhri reminded Fira.

Juna who heard his name was called was of course shocked. What's the matter? Why did Suhri say that?.

"Pak Juna was dead in the fire at his home. If you keep delirious Mr. Juna, he won't calm down in the afterlife."

Juna rubbed his chest. He was eager to snap at Suhri's head who spoke like that. Juna is still healthy. He's not dead yet. Can Suhri say that? In front of him again.

"The body was not found, Ri. I'm sure if Mr. Juna is still alive" said Fira lirih.

"If Mr. Juna is still alive, he must still be in this district. You know for yourself, right, for over a year you searched for Mr Juna but there was no result? Up, Fira! Wake up! Is that how you are to Mr. Juna to the point of not being able to move on like this?."

Deg.

Juna looked up while listening to Suhri. Fira, that former student of his has feelings for him? A lie! This must be a lie.

Juna put his ears on well. He wanted to know the continuation of the conversation of two former students. His originally calm heart, instantly turned surging.

"Before Mr. Juna's body has not been found, I still consider him alive" said Fira then immediately left after paying for the food he ordered.

Suhri shook her head. He then sat on the bench that was occupied by Fira.

"Suhri!" call Juna.

Suhri who was daydreaming at that time was of course shocked. He turned to the left, observing the figure sitting while holding a fried bakwan. Both of Suhri's netra flickered, trying to recall whether he had ever met the figure before him.

"Whose father? Why do you know my name?" suhri. He forgot he met Juna one month ago.

"I'm Mr. May, the owner of the new Scholar High School."

Suhri frowned.

"Do you know me?."

"So I was eavesdropping on your conversation with Fira. Fira teaches at Scholar High School, right?" ask Juna.

Suhri nodded.

"Are you Fira? A fella? Girlfriend or..?."

"I'm Fira's cousin and classmate" Suhri said as she extended her hand toward Juna.

Juna welcomed Suhri's hand. It seemed like he was going to extract information about Fira from her.

"May I ask you something?" ask Juna carefully.

Juna offered a plate of fried bananas that had just been placed by Bu Udin. Not to forget Juna also ordered coffee for Suhri. He understood very well the habits of Suhri like the fathers. Eat fried bananas while you are eating coffee. It's really delicious.

"Ask what, Mr May?."

"Whose sister is Juna?."

"Sir Juna? Sports teacher at Scholar High School."

"Whose person?" ask Juna pretend.

"Have been fired by Mr. Zaini. Mr. Juna was exposed to a hot video scandal with the wife of the man. The school immediately fired Mr. Juna with disrespect."

Juna swallowed his saliva. The shadow when he was fired instantly appeared in both of his eyes. Juna squeezed the end of his shirt. He still felt pain when he remembered those bad memories.

"Fira has a crush on Mr. Juna?" ask Juna again.

"Banget, Mr. May. Bucin is bad for Fira. Si Fira bela-belain be a special food delivery for Pak Juna. Every Pak Juna bought lontong pecel to Bu Udin, Fira would immediately offer to deliver to Pak Juna. Since class X, sir up to class XII. But the base is indeed Mr. Junanya who is not sensitive. He never realized that the person who delivered the food was Fira."

Juna growled in annoyance. Again Juna insensitivity makes him lose.

"Fira was even willing to teach while studying because he wanted to wait for Pak Juna to appear" said Suhri with both eyes looking up.

"Where is Juna sir? Why would Fira wait for him?."

"Pak Juna is dead. House fires. Fira thinks Mr. Juna is still alive because when evacuated no body found Pak Juna. Hence Mr. May, the Fira is still determined to wait for Mr. Juna" said Suhri while sipping his black coffee.

'I'm still alive, Ri. I am still alive. It's good you said I died' Juna cried in his heart.

"Fira has a crush on Mr. Juna since entering High School huh?" ask Juna.

"Since Junior High, Mr. May."

"WMP?."

"Yes... The monkey love bias. But the Fira kept on loving monkeys with Pak Juna until college" said Suhri giggling.

"Indeed, where did Fira meet Mr. Juna?."

"In his house. At that time Fira wanted to go home to his father. Then there is Pak Juna again menggapelin his brother Fira. Fira is fascinated, in love, pregnant until now" said Suhri again giggling.

"Fira's brother? The diandra?" ceplos Juna's.

"Yes, Mr. May. Sister Diandra is Fira's brother. Mr. Juna used to date his brother Fira. Then broke up because Ma'am Diandra married Mas Arya."

Juna's head immediately pulsed. He immediately broke out in cold sweat. Juna was completely shocked to learn the facts spoken by Suhri. During his five years dating Diandra, Juna never knew if Diandra had a younger sister. Diandra always said that she was an only child. Then Suhri's words earlier why the opposite of Diandra's speech?

"So Fira is Pak Narto's son?" ask Juna lirih. He tried to suppress his surprise in front of Suhri.

"Betooolllll once Mr. May. Fira was the son of Om Narto by his young wife. Om Narto married secretly with his mother Fira so that Ma'am Diandra did not want to admit his mother Fira as the wife of his father. Even Ma'am Diandra did not want to admit that Fira was his brother. Fira was always referred to as an illegitimate child. They also live separately because Madam Diandra often beat up Fira if there is no one in her house" Suhri said.

Both Netra Juna immediately glared. The muscles in Juna's body instantly suffocated. It was like he had a heart attack when he heard the story from Suhri.

Juna stomped his feet. He tried to neutralize his heart which had been in a deep discount due to Suhri's utterance of an unknown fact.

"Sir Narto where now, Ri?."

"It's Fira's house, sir. Om Narto has a stroke. Firefields ready to harvest fire, Mr. May. Om Narto fell into poverty..."

"Where is Diandra?."

"Mbak Diandra was gone before the incident. He's been expelled the same as Om Narto."

"WHAT?!! Expelled? Yes.ja.di... Diandra where is it now?" ask Juna to panic.

"In Bali, Mr. May. Denger-denger is now Madam Diandra so selebgram there. Betewe Mr May is here, right? How do you know them?" ask Suhri.

Juna. He got up and paid for the food he ordered. Juna put five hundred thousand pieces of money under his dish.

"Where are you going, sir?" suhri asked astonished when she saw Juna's behavior.

Juna did not answer. He immediately left Bu Udin's shop.

"Sound! Already asked for info, immediately run away again. Uh?" Suhri smiled when she saw the money sheet that Juna had put down.

Suhri counted the money that was under Juna's plate. At that time Bu Udin was washing dishes behind the stall. Suhri took four pieces from the five leaves that Juna laid.

"About a few more to pay for the message Mr. May. Consider this the payment from the info" said Suhri then left the Bu Udin stall with sumringah.

Not far from Bu Udin's shop. Athalia came out of hiding.

'Plot a twist once, Juni! I don't know why I wanted to unite you with your former student. It looks like it would be interesting if the sisters snatched you' Inner Atha while smiling cunningly at Juna from a distance.