YUMNA AZZURA'S

179. Bian's Presence

"I know he loves me, but sometimes it's wrong" Juan said. The woman standing next to him turned her gaze to her cousin's sister. His face looked pitiful, like a confused person.

"You're lucky to get your dear papa even though her way is a little extreme, unlike ...." The woman was silent, no longer continuing her words. He looked down at the floor, the bad shadows in his past now flashed through his head.

Juan straightened himself. He looked at his cousin with pity. He knew exactly what had happened in the past of this beautiful woman. Immediately Juan approached and stood beside him leaning his head on the woman's shoulder.

"Don't think about him anymore" Juan told him.

"I don't think about him, it's just that I think about the memories that suddenly come to my head" he said.

"It's Rani, my papa, your papa too." Rani smiled at the words of her cousin's sister. Not expecting a little guy who has grown up. This man never allowed Rani to be close to his papa, but now after what Rani experienced Juan no longer forbade her from being close to her parents.

"Are you not jealous of me anymore?" rani asked as she rubbed Juan's head gently.

Juan shook his head slowly. "No. Because I know the bad guy still loves me" Juan said with a wry smile on his lips. After all, the father who was very overprotective to him was the first one who wanted to protect himself.

"Goodoo. Because after all I still need the figure of a papa," said Rani sadly.

...***...

The sound of the phone ringing from inside the bag was heard. Yumna turned her gaze away from the work that was before her and took the phone. Yumna smiled happily to see him.

*T*umben once he called, Inner Yumna then immediately raised the call.

"Hey honey how are you?" ask the voice after Yumna raised her call.

"Dear your head!" yumna exclaimed in annoyance, but did not go too far to make her smile at the sound. I also miss you after a long time of not seeing you.

"Wooow, very fierce to be a girl, ferociously it will not do lo!" Bian.

Yumna pulled both corners of her lips, "Let's not do it either, why?" ask Yumna to Bian with a ketus.

"No, uh but it's also good if you don't sell. You can be like me" said the voice that made Yumna cluck.

"Don't want me to be with you!" yumna.

"Why?" bian asked in surprise.

"That's proof you can still survive and not go to a mental hospital" Bian replied to Yumna's remark.

"What are you calling me?" ask Yumna again.

"Nothing, just saying that I miss you" Bian told Yumna. "How areyou? I don't want to?" bian asked again with a distinctive rancid tone of himself.

"Well, what do I want to get from you? There's nothing! Anyway if I told you I missed you too, would you please just show up here?" yumna asked with a grinning smile.

"OK I will appear before you right now. But you have to close your eyes. Simsalabim!"

Yumna felt like laughing loudly hearing that Bian guyonan, the boy was just there. Sometimes his jokes are crisp and unclear, not funny at all, but sometimes he can also make him laugh out loud.

"Have you closed your eyes yet?" bian asked Yumna.

"Ah, close your eyes too you won't be able to magically come here, will you?" yumna asked with a grieve.

"Who said? Just close your eyes, in three seconds I'll be in front of you."

Pajo ....

The call on the sephak switch off by Bian, upsetting Yumna.

Not polite, not saying goodbye if you want to turn off the call! yumna's inner exclaim while looking at the screen hpnya which is now dark. A second later the phone screen was back on. Message from Bian. Yumna opened the pictorial message and then smiled as she shook her head. Bian selfie while pointing three fingers like a child roker.

Another message went into the Yumna mobile phone.

[I am in front of you?]

Yumna laughed again. This guy could do something ridiculous like this.

While Yumna was still busy with her screen, the door of the room opened.

"Yetoo!!! I'm here!!! Do you really miss me?!!" the voice of a man made Yumna take her eyes off her flat object.

"Dian!" yumna stood up. The man who had just entered widened his hands, hoping to be hugged like an Indian film.