Why Different?

Queen Bee

The existence of a silver Honda HR-V unit parked in the front yard of a large house makes Juan amazed. Because, he is sure to know who the car belongs to and there is no reason at all for that person to be here now.

Although still in a state of confusion, after parking his car in the garage, Juan stepped into the house. He was greeted by the existence of a figure he had expected, sitting on the living room sofa with his mother. The two initially seemed to be chatting coolly, then the chatter stopped when its existence was realized.

“Where are you from, Ju? This is Moana waiting for you from earlier loh.” Cerosos Chintya, Juan's mother.

Juan glanced at Moana who was smiling faintly towards him. “Why Mo?” tanyanya, trying to maintain the hospitality in the tone of her voice even though honestly she felt uncomfortable. As a form of courtesy, he also according to when his mother told him to sit on the sofa.

“Oh, no, this was me just learning to make cookies the same at home, I continued to transfer here so I could be tempted with Aunt Chintya.” Moana explained in detail the intent of his arrival. Yeah, that's just an excuse. As Galih said, the woman had long since put her heart to Juan and this was one of the efforts to hook the man's heart, namely by approaching his mother.

The good news (for Moana) is, her mother and Juan's mother turned out to be Arisan's friends. Be that as it may, she had more opportunities to pick up her future father-in-law by tapping into the connections between the two classy ladies.

“Lo also try it, continue later tell me what is lacking.” Moana pushed the jar with cookies towards Juan, but the man took a quick glance without any interest in touching it.

“Thanks before, but I've eaten a lot of sweets today. Tomorrow I'll tryin.” Juan reasoned. Though he originally did not want to touch any food if it was claimed to be made by Moana. Instead of not appreciating, he did not want to make Moana even feel given hope. Later on, he was also wrongly accused of giving false hope even though from the beginning he had firmly said that there was only one Zahira in his heart, nothing else.

“No can do that, Ju. Cobain deh, one day.” Chintya persuaded, but Juan still refused.

“Udah, Aunt, it's okay.” Moana plays her role as a gentle, understanding woman. “But tomorrow really try yes, Ju?” he continued, staring expectantly at Juan.

“If not forget.” Juan answered that. It just so happened that his phone clinked, so he had reason to keep busy so as not to get involved more into this chat.

From the notification pop up, Zahira's name appears with a profile photo of a cute fat cat. Juan's smile immediately spread, even when the contents of the message that the woman sent was only simple: Juju, has it reached home???

His name is also a person already in love, whatever is done by the idol of the heart will certainly look beautiful. Another if basically do not like, want that all beautiful things appear, will only be considered meaningless.

Juan was about to write a reply for Zahira, but his movement was forced to pause because his mother rebuked.

“Ju, this is Moana loh, why you even busy yourself toy hape. Put it first hapenya, invite Moana to chat.” So his mother said.

Juan snorted bitterly, but secretly, because he did not want Moana to be offended. “Mo, very sorry, not that I do not appreciate you as a guest, but I have to reply to this chat, important because. It's okay, right?” Yeah, it should be okay, anyway. Kan, you also have no right to deny me reply chat. He continued in his heart.

Moana who is still deep in the role of a good child nodded her head, still with a sweet smile that unfortunately did not reach Juan's heart.

With that head nod alone, Chintya fell silent. So immediately Juan typed a reply for his beloved Zahira before his heart sulked because he replied for too long. Hehe, lie. Zahira is not like that. He was the most understanding man on earth, which is why Juan liked.

Even so, even though Zahira never protested or was angry if he was late to reply to messages, Juan still wanted to be a fast response to his love. Even if it could, that second was received, that second was also the reply he sent to Zahira.

Bye, Zaza... Juju has arrived home. I want to take a shower, but there's a queen bee.

The reply Juan sent while giggling amusedly. After referring to Adnan as ‘Bagong’, now he also made a new nickname for Moana, namely ‘Queen Bee’. The reason is trivial actually, because Moana tends to be a bit noisy when in the office. Naturally, the only woman in the division, would have wanted to get more attention and her voice wanted to be heard more.

Huh huh? Queen bee? Is there a beehive in your house? Ih, danger, Ju... Call damkar gih for help moving in.

The explosion of laughter is inevitable. Juan was devastated after reading the reply to the message Zahira sent. That woman is funny, innocent, cute, adorable, ah, what else? Yes, anyway, Juan likes it!

So loud Juan laughed, Moana and Chintya looked at each other, wondering what makes the burly man know how to explode laughter like he just heard something funniest around the world.

“Ju, you why, anyway? Suddenly laughs like that! Samples?!” Chintya rebuked, but who was reprimanded as if she did not care. The man was still laughing, even rubbing the end of his eyes that let out tears.

“He if in the office also likes weird like that?” chintya whispered to Moana who was just as confused.

“No, anyway, Auntie. If in the office he's fierce, likes to be angry.” Adu si Moana's.

But, wait a minute. He is very lazy if he has to continue his activities with a message with Zahira here. So, a few words that he had typed on the phone he deleted back, only to give him a chance to say goodbye without being denied by the two people who were still astonished opposite him.

“Mo, sorry again, but I have to go upstairs to meet Reno. Biasalah, men's business.” He said to Moana. She knew Moana had to keep the image, so the woman would definitely not try to hold her back from leaving. “Bby, right, yes?”

Moana grimaced silently, her heart felt like it was pinched, not too painful, but enough to make her realize that her journey to reach the end of Juan's heart was still very far away.

With a heavy heart, Moana nodded back. He is a follower of ‘Alon-alon waton lapanon' aka slow aja bestie, which is important until the destination safely. In his case, to the point of meaning he came to the end of Juan's heart. While the word ‘salamat’ means he arrived in a good state, not battered hit reality.

“Thanks cookies, tomorrow I try it, do not use if you forget.” Then at a speed equivalent to the speed of light, Juan darted away leaving his mother and Moana.

The stop she was heading to was actually Reno's room. For the sake of camouflage, in order to support his alibi about the agenda of the male chat with his cousin. It would be a little risky if he went to his own room and his mother knew he was lying. Runyan. Anyway the business can be long if it actually happens.

In his room, it turns out Reno is lying bare-chested. The jeans worn to meet Clarissa this afternoon were still attached, a sign that the man had not taken a bath.

“What?” ask the one whose body is smaller. From the tone of his voice that is not too sewed, Juan suspects that the agenda to go home with Clarissa this afternoon seemed to run smoothly.

“Numpang. I want to chat with Zahira.” Juan replied with a cry of crybaby. He then crawled up onto the mattress, making Reno inevitably have to shift the position of his body so that the two of them can fit. “That's my door lock is okay, right? I'm afraid Mama suddenly cheered in.”

“Lah, you escaped from Mama?”

Juan was honest. “Males I.”

“Terus, that's Moana how?”

“Yes no matter what, it's still there. Yes, yes, that's what he samperin here, Mama, not me. She's Mama's guest, so Mama's taking care of.”

Reno shook her head slowly. Since childhood, Juan has been. He would not want to hang out with anyone who was not of his own accord. As a teenager, when he knew what love was, Juan also refused to fall in love with the girls who liked him first. No problem, no challenge, he said. So when he met Zahira who initially did not seem interested at all, Juan even fell in love until half crazy.

“By the way,” Juan turned his attention from his phone towards Reno. “So how's Clarissa? Safe, no?”

Reno's busy hand movement scroll Instagram immediately stopped once heard the name Clarissa called. He then changed his position from lying on his back to his stomach. “Not bad, lah. I gave her anterin permission to get to the front of the house. I thought he wouldn't go home with me.”

“Well, right, the ends will also go home the same lo? But he was very busy, maki-maki me by phone, where horrified again the same Zahira.” Juan complaining.

“According to you, he really still want not the same me?” asked Reno, suddenly confused again.

Juan breathed warmly so hard, then in one jolt changed his position to sit. “Still. Love is still dead at first. Just, yes, that is, the prestige is as big as the universe and all its contents.”

“That, yes?”

Juan nodded in spirit. “Just relax, I'm the same Zahira will keep control until you can reverse it again. Don't give up, man, you also see for yourself right how I never gave up on Zahira's heart first? Well, you also have to never give up like that.”

Just as Reno was about to open his mouth, Juan interrupted. “Sstttt, shut up first. Zahira my beauty, my sweetness, my love, my love, my love has returned my message. Later, yes, Ren, later we will discuss again about Clarissa.” Then just like that, Juan was back busy continuing the discussion about Queen Bee with Zahira.

Reno could only sigh in resignation. Want to call bucin, but he was the same. Finally, he returned to the Instagram scroll alone, looking back at the old photos on Clarissa's account, hoping for a miracle where his picture was plastered there with the caption; ‘Yang Beloved.’

Well, then, who knows when it will actually come.

Seriate