When Cupu Became Queen

The Part 14

Pov Ana's

"Tante, where's Ana's room?" my many.

Now I've been at Aunt Rita's house. At the hospital, he picked me up, to stay at his house. I awkwardly nodded, after all if I didn't live there, where else would I want to live. It's impossible to go back to my dad's house.

"Chief two, next to Juna's room," he replied casually.

"Eh, maybe Ana's sleeping behind a aunt. Don't go far," I subtly refused.

Not what, I feel strange if I have to close the room with another man. Well, except dad.

"City ... You're not a maid here. And now you don't have to call me aunty. But call me like Juna calls me Mamah. Ok!" the answer.

"But."

"Nothing but."

"I-iya tan, uh I mean mamah," I answered stammeringly.

I don't want to have to say his word. I saw her smile on her face. He called for the maid to take me to the room, and brought her things.

I was just following orders from Juna's mother. Something was different about his new environment. But I, will try to neutralize myself in order to adapt to his new environment.

***

Here I am, in a room quite spacious from my previous room. I stared at the entire room, on the wall there was a little photo decoration. This room is indeed nice, even better than my old room.

Every father is not home, I will definitely sleep in the maid's room. Of course it must be because of orders from my mother and stepbrother. But, if you have, I'll go back to my room that I slept in a long time ago.

I sat myself in bed. I rested and cleaned up for a while, then went back to the hospital to accompany my father. I sent my father to the nurse. I'm a permit because there's business.

Because I've been sitting around long enough. I decided to take my clothes off. I started putting it in a pretty big closet. The clothes I brought were not too much. Anyway why should I linger at Aunt Rita's? That would definitely trouble him.

The two women who were at my father's house? Let them rule the house. I'd better work harder to get the money and buy a small contract for me to live with dad later.

After I finished putting the clothes in the closet, I intend to clean the sticky body and immediately return to the hospital to take care of my father.

***

On the other hand, precisely in the Surya residence. The two women were talking seriously.

"Mom, how's this?" ask Lia

"Just calm. Just follow mom's plan!" answer Sinta

The two women were discussing ways to avenge Ana's humiliation. They are not yet clear of their actions. Oh, come on, don't keep acting like this!

"But what if they suspect?"

"They won't be suspicious if you do it well!"

"Hm, yaudah Lia is with me. The important thing is that Lia can take revenge on that filthy chick!" reply Lia

"of course. It's better now that we let them be happy, after that we get them smashed to pieces!" sinta replied and laughed with Lia.

***

After my bathroom activities, I was ready to go to the hospital and look after my father today.

I climbed the stairs one by one in a relaxed manner. When I got downstairs, I could see Rita-her mother Juna was sitting quietly with her son.

My intention to say goodbye to Aunt Rita I paled, when I saw Juna the cold man was next to Aunt Rita. I don't know why when I saw the man I was scared to be around him. Admittedly, he is very handsome, even more handsome than brother Davin. Ah, I miss him. Uh, don't get me wrong I mean I miss the store.

But if I don't say goodbye, I'm not polite. All right, I'll say goodbye without seeing that weird guy. Thought.

"Mama," Iid.

If I mention that name, your face must always be in my mind. If I compare between aunt Rita and mother, maybe the two of them are no different. Aunt Rita immediately turned her eyes towards me. He looked at me neatly from my toes to my hair.

While next to him did not look at me in the least, he remained focused on reading the book in his hand. Oi! I don't want to see it either! You haughty master. My meaning in my heart.

"Mama, I want a hospital pass" I said

"Oh, if that's Juna between you well," he replied.

My eyes were perfectly round when he said that just now. Oh, that's right I should be escorted with him. Seeing her flat face so it makes me creep especially should, ahh it is.

"No need to mah, I can go on an angkot ride," I subtly refused.

"No! This is my order. Anyway you should be escorted with Juna!" emphatically.

"Juna you're taking Ana to the hospital there!" tell it to the child.

Uh, what is this. Why doesn't the man talk about Aunt Rita's words. I saw Juna who was busy reading his book without answering his mother's words. Oi! Do not answer to look at him he did not do.

The opportunity!

"No need to Mah. Ana can take public transportation anyway," I replied wanting to escape.

He did not answer my words. I saw the woman keep telling her son to drive me. All seduction has been issued by Aunt Rita. But still the result is nil. In fact, his appeal made me chuckle when I heard it.

"Juna you don't want to take Ana to the hospital," he said softly.

Juna who focused on reading had to turn to his mother. He still looked at his mother flatly. Without aba, Juna took the keys to the car at the table and went out to the garage.

Oh, now I get it. It turns out that aunt's last move was this. Well, auntie is indeed entitled to be rewarded for her actions. Hihahi

"You're going" he said again.

"Yes Mah."

***

As Aunt Rita said, I went to the hospital with Juna.

It feels awkward to be around this guy. Before boarding the car, I intend to sit in the passenger section. However, when I had just opened the passenger door, Juna's voice was already heard.

"What do you want?" tanyakanya.

"M-want to sit down," I replied slightly lowered my head.

"I'm your driver!" reply with a deadly look.

"Sit in front!" continued again.

I quickly closed the door of the car that had been slightly opened earlier. I walked up and opened the front door and sat a little bit away.

Silence occurs in the car. I have absolutely no intention of opening a conversation with this ice man.

Anyway, if I talk to him, does he want to answer? Huh! Of course not. He was very efficient in talking to his parents, especially I who clearly did not know him.

I, focus on looking at the view from outside the windshield. Juna was busy driving the car. My eyes were still looking at the view from the outside, until my eyes caught something on the edge of the road there. I enthusiastically told Juna to stop suddenly.

Reflex, he stopped his car. My head hit the front. I grimaced in pain as I held my forehead. While the man, was sharply staring at me. I who feel stared down fear not daring to look at this man.

"You're crazy! Why are you telling me to stop suddenly! Huh!" the upset.

Well, I know I was wrong to tell him to stop suddenly.

"Sorry."

That's all I can say. Apologies always come out of my mouth. I saw him snort.

"What," he said.

I don't understand what this guy means. Want to answer but afraid of being wrong.

"What do you want to tell me to stop?" tanyakanya.

His words began to understand. Why didn't you just say that from the beginning, so that I could understand!

"That" pointed me to the side of the road.

"That" he answered.

I'm nodding. I see him grieving.

"Five minutes you're here!" threaten her.

Hearing the answer, I took a swing to go to the place I was seven. With a quick step I went to a place that was neatly arranged with a clear container filled with water. Seen in there many small animals are swimming beautifully.

The place I pointed at earlier was an ornamental fish sales place. Because I saw this place, I remembered Salsa the girl who was in the hospital. With many types of ornamental fish, I chose a good fish to give to the cute girl.

I bought two of the same fish, one for Salsa and one for me. Because I did not want to linger in this place, I immediately paid for the fish I bought and headed for the car I had owned.

Of course if it wasn't for that cold guy giving me five minutes, I would still be able to buy a prettier one and a lot.

"Lelet" he said, as I sat in the car.

Hey, you said I was catapulting? Sure enough, I've been hunting earlier, to get here. That's all my time is still pretty much. And now you're saying I'm catapulting huh that's right. If only I had the courage, I would have cursed you!

"Sorry."

That's all I can say. But he didn't answer at all. At least you're answering or thumping. Well, I know myself too. Maybe someone like this would talk.

The journey back continues. The silence came back between the two of us. A few minutes later, our car arrived at the hospital.

"Makasi," I said gathering energy.

"Hm."

He's throttling. Good then, my words were answered.

"You don't want to come," I asked not to think.

God, please don't answer, I just reflexed.

"No," I breathed a sigh of relief hearing it.

"OKs. Thank you," I replied, then got out of the car and just walked without looking at the car that had moved from the place.

My steps stopped when I caught the figure of the little girl sitting on her wheelchair. But this time the girl was alone there was no nurse accompanying her.

I also approached Salsa the girl.

"Well, is Salsa alone here? Which nurse?" my many.

He looked up at me, smiled warmly and held my hand.

"Sir Ana has come. The nurse had gone to get a drink for Salsa" he explained.

"Oh."

"Sir Ana," he said.

"Yes?"

"Can Salsa ask?" tanyakanya.

"Bby dong. What do you want to ask?" my answer.

"I used to see my brother talking to himself, crying, and daydreaming in this park. Brother is there a problem?" tanyakanya.

It is true what this boy said. I used to daydream and talk to myself when the park was quiet. That's all I can do if I'm sad, go somewhere quiet.

"No, Salsa must have been wrong. It's not possible if you cry, you will be mistaken for a little boy dong," my laughter to cover my sadness.

"Sister really no problem?" the question is convincing

"Yes" I replied.

"Hm ... yasudah, then which Salsa fish?" he asked while putting his bare hands on me.

DEG!

God, how could I leave him in Juna's car. You idiot Ana, how can I take it while the car's gone.

***

You weird girl! Why should he leave his stuff here. And look what he bought, fish. For what he bought fish for and under the hospital. You weird girl. Thought Juna

Juna again set foot in the hospital, parked the car and brought two ornamental fish that were already in the container, to Ana's father's room.

His steps stopped as his eyes looked at the girl who was busy talking on the edge of the park with the little girl. Juna approached the two figures, but his intention came to a halt as the little girl asked Ana.

Juna hid behind a tree not far from them. Samar faint he heard the conversation of the two.

There was something different when he saw the girl laughing to cover up his sadness. Seen, he was trying to toughen up in front of this little boy.

When the boy said the fish, Juna stood up straight, and started walking towards them from behind the girl.

***

"Son't you forget?" tannya

What do I have to answer? There's no way that I'm answering if I'm left behind in that cold guy's car. This kid will not believe it.

"Sir Ana is silent, huwaa ... Sister Ana lied to Salsa, huwaaa!!" whining.

"Eh, cup cup cup ... Salsa brother didn't lie to you. The fish was left behind" I said but was not responded to by him.

"Later brother bawain tomorrow well," I asked.

"Huwa sister Ana lied," he whined

I did not answer Salsa's words, but a heavy hand handed me two fish containers.

I looked up to see who owned this hand, and of course Juna answered.

"Juna? Why are you here?" manya curious.

The person asked was not the same as answering. He shoved the fish in front of Salsa.

Salsa eyes immediately sparkle when you see the desired fish in the hands of Juna. He just took it and played it.

"Well, sister Ana the fish is funny," he said enthusiastically.

"Thank you, brother" he continued.

I smiled at the happiness of this child, nodding my head while smiling to reply.

"Thank you" I said to Juna.

"Hmm" she replied and left me and Salsa.

But wait, did I just see him smile? Ah, there was no way that a handsome, haughty and ice-cold Juna could smile. I must have just been imagining.

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