Why Different?

Stove Melt

Juan's departure from the office made Moana lose half of her life. A lot of things changed from his habits in the office. And the most striking thing was where the woman had never again gone to lunch together with the friends of the division. He prefers to eat alone in the study, eating the food he bought from the delivery service, lamenting Juan's departure, who he knows will never return.

Like this afternoon, along with a box of Bento that he ordered from a famous fast food restaurant, Moana again invited memories with Juan collected for more than 2 years. Here in this room, there's been a lot going on between him and Juan. It was here that he first realized that Juan in his eyes was not just a friend. Here too he was first heartbroken when he found out that it was quite difficult for him to grab the attention of Juan who had once poured out completely for a woman named Zahira Casanova, the one in Moana's eyes was nothing special.

The collected memories were like crammed in the head, making Moana start to get tired and she finally gave up to continue the lunch procession. The lunchbox that was left was more than half as he closed it back, then he put it away to the other side of the table. The bottle of mineral water available he sambar, the contents he sank until half-done and then he went back to silence with the dream of flying erratically.

Meanwhile, without Moana knowing, there was Luke who had observed his every move from the doorway. The navy shirt man had just returned from lunch when he found Moana again having a heartless lunch at Juan's desk. Yes, instead of her own desk, Moana always eats lunch at Juan's desk. Maybe because you want to reminisce.

“Tragic.” Luke's lips, then he again sucked the Americano ice that he got from the results of blackmailing the next division boy.

Not satisfied with just being a spectator, Luke walked up to Moana. The Americano ice cup he placed on Juan's desk, right next to Moana's previously abandoned mineral water bottle.

His uninvited presence clearly made Moana tickle upset, inversely proportional to Luke who actually smiled brightly because his goal was to ignite the woman's emotions.

“Surge.” Banish Moana. But clearly, Luke would not have complied.

Instead of leaving, Luke leaned his butt against Juan's desk, looking down at Moana with a look of disdain as his hands folded arrogantly in front of his chest.

“That's right, come back.” Suddenly told.

Without explanation, Moana knew where Luke's conversation would lead. So, he immediately grieved and intended to leave Luke before the man spewed more and more nonsense.

Moana hastily tidied up her former lunch. The food that he did not run out of wastes, as well as his mineral water. Then, he was about to walk to the exit when Luke's annoying voice returned to the air.

“Lo has lost.” That's what that shitty guy said.

Suddenly, Moana turned around. He stared intently at Luke, who was instead responded with a light nudity without any burden by the man.

“You don't want to, like not like, you have to admit that you've lost, Mo. From Zahira, which you consider nothing.”

If killing the man was innocent, and he didn't have to deal with the law, Moana would have killed Luke the first time they met. Oh, he had even imagined many times what it would be like to chop off Luke's head, then throw him into a tiger cage to serve as a lunch menu. In Moana's eyes, Luke had absolutely no morality.

“Out there are still many guys who are better than Juan. And for sure, who can be affectionate and willing to love you sincerely.” As he said this, Luke moved from his position. He walked up to Moana, with both hands going into her pants pocket. “Mean it, open your eyes wide. Don't just squirm in the direction of Juan doang.”

“Not business lo.” Ketus Moana's. Not wanting to test her patience further, Moana stepped back. He no longer cared about Luke's voice coming from behind, followed by a belittling laugh that made him want to tear Luke's lips to the ears.

“You as many as any cool guy in the world, I wouldn't be interested. Because they're not Juan.” Moana said, I don't know to whom when she passed through the deserted corridor.

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The suggestion from Luke that he gave up pursuing Juan actually made the spirit of Moana to go forward more burned. Instead of distancing himself, he deliberately went to Juan's house with a lot of tent. His goal was clearly only one; so that he could approach Juan's mother and take the woman's heart so that her existence could begin to be considered by Juan.

Not know yourself? Fuck'em. Moana doesn't care. As he once said, while the yellow streak hasn't curved yet, he won't give up.

“Shouldn't bother, Mo.” Chyntia returns from the kitchen after storing the parcel that Moana brought for her. With him, the housekeeper also came to bring a tray of drinks and some snacks.

“Neasy really, Aunt.” Moana tuned her smile to the highest level. While carrying out a mission like this, he must be clever in arranging himself to leave a good impression.

“How are you? Ok? Your mom too, healthy?” ask Chyntia.

“Health, Aunt. Everything is okay, except..” Moana deliberately hung up her words to provoke Chyntia's curiosity.

And proved successful when Chyntia asked, “Except what?” with eyebrows that are interlocked.

“Except this heart, Aunt. Quite quiet, because there is no Juan anymore.” Iyuhh... Alay. If not in order to attract sympathy, Moana ogah if you have to talk meme-menye like that.

Because he felt the same way as Moana, Chyntia nodded in agreement. “Iya, Mo, you're right. This heart feels lonely since Juan left.” And just like that, Chyntia's feelings were mixed again.

“Emang Juan didn't tell you at all, huh, Auntie? She didn't tell me where she lived?”

Chyntia. Even though he actually knew, he was not as presumptuous as it was to leak it to Moana. The problem was, the risk he had to bear was enormous. He must be ready to be hostile to Juan if he is determined to do that.

“Kok is that, huh, Auntie? Juan had never thought of it before. What ... because of her boyfriend?” Moana fishing.

Basically Chyntia did not like Zahira, the lure was struck just like that. “Udah definitely. Juan wouldn't have run away if it wasn't for that woman, Mo.”

Secretly, Moana gave a smile. But in front of the prospective in-laws he was approaching, he still had to show a gloomy look. “Iya, right? Because Moana also feels Juan has changed a lot since dating Zahira. Yeah ... don't get any more naughty, anyway, Auntie. But yes it is, so it is getting farther from his other friends.”

Outstretched, Chyntia increasingly excited about the various changes she saw from her son. From the initially obedient and yes-yes only if asked, starting to be able to refuse even though the reason always makes sense. Anyway, Chyntia vented all her feelings—to the wrong person, because Moana was not a storytelling place, but a shaky stove that was ready to tear everything apart.

While being engrossed in the teeth, Reno came home. The man clearly showed his dislike for Moana's whereabouts, and Moana herself noticed it.

Ogah mince words, Reno immediately passed leaving the living room. He didn't even say hello to Mama like he used to. I'm tired of Moana.

Reno's unkindness wasn't a big deal to Moana. She did not care at all about anything the little guy did to her. Anyway, the main target right now is Aunt Chyntia. The other men he won't hire until he's assured that Aunt Chyntia can guarantee her a safe position by Juan's side.

“Tante is sad, loh, Mo. Though this aunt is her mother, who conceived and took care of her from childhood. But he was even more choosy about the woman he had met for a few years. Kan, no draw at all.” Chyntia again.

Moana nodded in agreement. Not only that, he also returned to take out the style of the stove to make the atmosphere even more noisy.

Ting!

One notification came into Moana's phone, just as she was about to open her mouth to chim in on Chyntia's words.

When it was opened, it turned out that the message came from Reno.

Stop disrupting Juan's relationship with Zahira, they're happy. Don't be a lowly human being with ruining people's happiness.

As the message. But then again, Moana did not care. The message from Reno he ignored, then he again launched his action into a stove to make a bigger commotion.

Seriate