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Will Never Stop It

"You busy?" asked Herryl through the writing on the conversation screen because his phone was not received by Maya many times. Maya accidentally turned off her phone ringtone. If it is like that, usually Maya is doing work that requires full focus.

"Excite, yes, my future" wrote Herryl again which of course has not been read Maya.

I'm kangen. Not hearing your voice for a day seems to be lacking. You wouldn't believe me if I said that, would you? But I was honest. Look, if there's no more books. Torment kangen.

Herryl changed clothes to wear to the gym.

Not bad, if tired can sleep quickly tonight.

...***...

"Sir, eat first" asked the mother. Maya is still busy in front of her laptop, designing an integrated waste management plan.

"Yes, Ma. Later," answered Maya. Mama shook her head as soon as Maya's answer sounded. It's always been the case that Maya was on a task.

"Already, Ma. Students are so. Pak Wimono's son, Mas Devan, college time is also so," said the father in the kitchen.

"But Maya hasn't eaten, sir," said the worried mama.

"Just put the food in her room" said the father. Mama nodded.

...***...

Maya is hungry. As he turned around, there was a plate of rice with tempeh and vegetable kale. On another plate, my mother had prepared oranges. Thank you, Ma. The girl immediately approached her dinner plate after she washed her hands.

After he finished eating, he washed the dishes and looked at the wall clock. It was early in the morning, so tired. The girl checked her phone.

Dozens of missed calls from one name, Herryl. Swiped it so that other notifications are also deleted.

"Yes, May?" greet Herryl.

"Lho, what's the phone?" maya Gumam. Shearing wrongly, the girl's mind.

"You haven't slept?" ask Herryl again.

"This is just about to go to sleep. That's the garbage bank plan, Ryl. The project was approved by Mr. Rector," Maya replied. Sometimes the girl yawns.

"Congratulations, yes. Good luck with your project."

"Yes, Ryl. Thank you for suggesting you at that time. You haven't slept?"

"It's not comfortable to sleep if you haven't heard your voice" said Herryl with a smile. Maya squinted her eyes.

"Sleep, you must be tired" said Herryl.

"Yes, May sleeps first." The girl disconnected her phone and prepared for bed.

"Take a hang up phone. I haven't told you, baby, May," lamented Herryl. Not long after that, his smile grew. He was able to sleep well tonight because he had heard the voice of the person he missed so much.

Meanwhile under the same sky, in Jakarta, Maya is opening the screen of her conversation with Herryl. He just read Herryl's message that makes his cheeks red. Good night, Ryl, thank you.

...***...

Maya came to the Dean's room this afternoon with Hadi and Tiara. Kirana was unable to join because of college assistance.

"Sit down" ordered Mr. Bambang. "I got word that Metal Energi would like to hear your presentation in person. They welcome your project. In fact, their annual CSR (Corporate Social Responsibility) fund will be used to finance the project. Hows it? You interested?" continued the middle-aged man.

Undeniably, a twinkle of astonished eyes was seen from the three students. Metal Energi is one of the companies engaged in the field of oil and gas as well as including the top 5 companies in Indonesia.

"Thank God, thank you, sir. When can we present our proposal at the head office?" ask Hadi.

"You can directly contact the CSR section of Metal Energi. Say what you mean. Congratulations, yes," replied Mr. Bambang. He greeted the three different students in that department.

"Thank you, sir," said Hadi and his friends.

"Take your team to eat with me here" Bambang said.

"Now, Sir?"

"Yes. You want roast chicken?" Mr. Bambang offers luxury food for students like them which of course is answered with a nod. Maya immediately sends a message to Kirana to join.

Mr. Bambang the dean wanted to get to know more of his students who had this brilliant idea. Their discussion continued and some input he gave so that the students more easily carry out their roles later when carrying out the project.

"Ryl, pray, yes, we will go to Metal Energy for this project" Maya wrote that afternoon on the screen of her conversation with Herryl.

"Well, lowbatt," Maya lamented. Stowed with the phone in his bag, he headed for the bus stop to get home.

...-connect-...

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thank you, yes, friends, faithfully follow the story of Maya and Herryl who always miss Maya.