YUMNA AZZURA'S

150. Protecting Yumna From Bullies

"Hello my wife, how are you?" the man smiled towards Yumna who was now looking at him in wonder. His eyebrows shot up and down staring at Yumna, his lips smiling ever wider as Yumna now shook her head inexhaustibly at him.

"Why don't you want to answer my question, my wife?" asked the man now leaning his back on the back of the chair. He sat quietly and also raised one leg for him to cross over the other leg. Both of his hands were stuck in front of his stomach.

Yumna shook her head. " Stop it, I'm amused to hear it" Yumna said. The man only smiled, he was pleased with the woman next to him who was now laughing while twitching both of his shoulders.

"But it worked, didn't it? I've already kicked him out until he's gone. is he bothering you so much?" ask the man again.

Yumna stopped her laughter, she now leaned back comfortably. "Lumayan is disturbing, but thank you for getting him out of here" Yumna said.

"No problem, I'm pretty upset with people like that. You or not, I'll do it too."

"And give your seat to him?" Yumna asked.

The man turned to Yumna, "Maybe" he said with a shrug of both shoulders.

"Oh yeah, where are you going?" ask Yumna to the man.

"I have business in the capital, you?" ask the man to Yumna.

"I'm going home.'

The man's forehead was wrinkled at Yumna's words. "Come home?"

Yumna nodded her head. "home. My house is there. Here is my grandmother's house." explained Yumna.

"Sir Juan himself? What business is there? Business is?" ask Yumna again.

"I want to see Mom. It's been a long time not coming home" he said.

"Oh. We are one city. I'm sorry I didn't know." said Yumna.

"It's okay, after all, our relationship is just a business, right? Why do you have to know where I come from!" Juan smiled, and so did Yumna.

The plane had already started taking off leaving the airport runway. Yumna stared at the window, the sky of Surabaya this afternoon was quite bright. Hopefully, we will get to Jakarta and the weather will be as good as here.

"When we get there, can we meet again?" juan asked, looking at Yumna. His chin was propped up on his left hand, his head tilted looking at Yumna.

"Eh?" Yumna was confused by Juan's question.

"That's it." Yumna replied at last. Juan smiled happily at that answer.

"okay! Once there we're in touch, huh?"

Yumna was confused by the man's words, interconnected?

"meaning?" Yumna asked with a look at Juan in surprise. Juan being stared at like that became a misbehavior.

"cn .... I mean, call each other via chat," he said, taking his phone out of his shirt pocket.

"Oh." Yumna chuckled with the man's intent. He thinks related ....

"We don't have our own numbers, do we?" juan asked, Yumna shook her head. Juan smiled grimacingly, feeling sliced. Though the two had met twice, but he did not have Yumna's number, nor did Yumna, have her number. Might as well.

"Oh yeah, we don't have any numbers, do we?" yumna asked, and she took her phone out of the bag. The two exchanged numbers.

The plane is now in the air.The two are busy chatting and talking about many things. Yumna was lucky this time there was someone accompanying her. Even though they accidentally met.

Suddenly Yumna stood up, "I'll go to the toilet first, excuse me." Yumna walked past Juan and walked towards the toilet.

It was not until five minutes that Yumna was in the toilet, after cleaning her hands with a wet tissue that she came out of there.

Yumna was surprised that Juan was standing there with his back against the wall. Both hands were involved in front of the chest.

"Sir Juan why are you here? Going to the toilet too?" Yumna asked, she then stopped asking and then thought.

People are near the toilet, of course he's going to the toilet!

Yumna shook her head quickly, she felt stupid with her question earlier.

"No! I'm not going to the toilet."

"Then?" yumna asked confusedly.

Juan pointed with his chin in the other direction. Yumna followed Juan's gaze, and found a man who was now standing not far from him. The man only saw his back. He was talking to someone.

Yumna now understood why Juan was there. The man who was bothering Yumna was there chatting with the other passengers. It looks so exciting. Maybe this guy is the kind who likes to talk. It's not possible anymore, he likes to talk.

"Come, let's go back to the chair." Juan told Yumna. Yumna nodded her head, she followed Juan's footsteps and gasped in shock as the man's hand clasped his hand tightly. Juan took Yumna back to his seat, with Yumna looking at his hand that was still held by the man.

"Well, if you have a wife, it is understandable. Don't get angry with a fight!" said the man while looking at the two who were now walking past him.

Juan did not say anything just smiled faintly at the man. Then bring Yumna back to their seats.

"I'm sorry Mr. Juan. Can you please let go of my hand?" Yumna pulled Juan's shirt with her other hand. Diia thought this man would pass his hand after passing that person.

"Eh sorry!" Juan then let go of his hand. She felt awkward and also felt guilty for pulling Yumna out of the toilet.

"I forgot. I'm sorry, sorry I was waiting for you at the toilet door. I saw the man walking towards the toilet, I was afraid he was bothering you again" Juan said awkwardly.

His attitude was very visible to Yumna. Juan looked timid when he said that.

"It's okay, thank you for waiting for me in front of the toilet" Yumna said with a sweet smile.

The two then sat down, Yumna glanced at Juan who was now sitting quietly beside her.

"Luckily there is Mr. Juan, otherwise I may have been bullied by that person.thank you," said Yumna.

Juan nodded his head with a smile to Yumna.

"Together, but please don't call me sir, I feel very old" Juan said with a shy laugh.His flushed face made Yumna want to laugh.