Boyfriend Lies

BC 11 | Innovation Mojang Jajaka

The committee task selection meeting was held. Before the event began, Bagas already winked one eye at me first. He insisted on gesturing so that I would obey his wishes. Do not want him disappointed, I have no choice but to obey the wishes of Kak Bagas.

I offered myself, floating my hands ahead of the others to fill the slot of the mojang poluta fashion competition committee. Lucky because the meeting moderator this time is held directly by Kak Vishnu. He did not ask for a direct reason to comply with my request and wrote my name on the pageant in charge of the race. Eren and Riska did not lose. As if they didn't want to be separated from me, they offered themselves as well. As a result, we served in the same division.

The selection of committee duties is completed. Now we are tasked by the Chairman of OSIS to formulate the arrangement of events, race rules, and registration money for each class that will participate in the race on Kartini Day next month.

I, Riska, Eren, Kak Bima, and Kak Vishnu took a circular sitting position on the floor. Intentionally does not involve a membership seat because it wants to be more flexible in discussing the latest concepts of the mojang polling fashion race. Our team was also in a long discussion. I who served as a division minutes did not stop writing down every verse of advice they submitted.

“Bagas!”

The sudden cry of Brother Cecilia was heard in all corners of the room. We who heard it to stop the discussion because we want to hear the purpose and purpose he called the chairman.

“Bagas, I have a suggestion for mojang poluta team,” said Kak Cecil after all the team focused on him.

“What suggestion?” asked Bagas casually and remained seated in the leadership seat.

“What if this year there is a new innovation for the participants of the race?”

“What innovation, for example?” ask Wisnu who quickly responded.

“Innovation of adding participant representatives,” replied Kak Cecil who still sounded floating and confusing. “Representatives mojang polling from every organization and extracurricular school, right, no, tuh, from yesterday-yesterday.”

“Try to explain in more detail,” pinta Kak Bagas.

Brother Cecil who got a fresh breeze then stood in front of the room. “From last year, right, the polling event was followed between classes only. Well, what if this year, the rival is added? Participants who register not only between classes, but also between organizations and school escrakulikuler.”

“Oh, so every organization and extracurricular must send their member representatives to participate in the mojang polling contest, right?” This time Arfan asked.

Instead of answering Arfan's understanding, Brother Cecilia even looked up and looked in any direction. “You want me to clear again, no?”

“I don't need an explanation, but an answer. I'd like to ask you a question, Cecil.” Arfan floated his hand to attract the attention of the opponent.

“To here on understand, yes?” Brother Cecil is still trying to ignore. Still trying to look in the opposite direction.

“Hei, Cecil. I want to ask!” Arfan again wiggled his floating hand in a fit of anxiety.

“Kak, I want to ask!” The princess also did not lose to heat up the atmosphere. He floated his hands against Arfan.

“Iya, Princess. Please ask what?”

“About OSIS representatives for who's mojang poll contest, huh?”

“Hm ...” Brother Cecil spread a glance. Starting from the left, right, to pull over at Kak Bagas' seat.

Knowing the woman's way of thinking, I lowered my head. My breath was held in an instant. Ah, guess what. I can guess. Sure. It is certain Kak Bagas will be chosen by them and it is certain that I will be the moon.

“You must have a choice ‘kan?” He spoke again and this time sounded happier. “If I, anyway, definitely choose Ba-Ra couple.”

“Agree ...”

Everyone's screams are heard. The team that is part of the mojang polling committee is also no less frenetic. Eren did not even stop shaking my arm so happy with the news.

“Eh, wait .. wait,” by Arfan to move from the position of lesehan.

I who had just looked down also made a move. My head was raised because I wanted to see her body getting hot.

“I was going to ask. From that moment on, hands even. Why are you quiet, Cil?” Both Arfan's hands were already perched sweetly on his waist.

Intrigued by his opponent's reaction, my attention turned towards Sister Cecilia.

“Wah, since when did Cecil and Arfan not sensitive to each other?” chirp one of the seniors I don't know his name.

“You've broken up?” ask Bima Kak.

“Yes, definitely break up. A Cecil is also long tired if the Arfannya no change,” said Kak Esa who joined in circle friendship.

“Oh, now I understand,” said Arfan. “You want to follow in the footsteps of Bagas who can not be professional, yes?”

“Try to be self-aware, Fan! It was professional, right? As long as you are still often jealous and sirik same person, do not feel yourself the most right.”

Steady. I smiled at the manner of the two of them. The truth is satisfied because now Brother Cecil dares to make a move. Ah, if this is the case, I'm sure Arfan will change course to like Brother Cecil.

“Already, yes.” Brother Cecil is back to sound. “I want to go to the toilet first. Representative business, please discuss with the Most Professional.”

The room was quiet because of the two of them. I who saw the departure of Kak Cecil then floated my hands facing the Chairman. “Izin to toilet, Brother.”

After getting Kak Bagas' approval, I ran out of the room. Of course because it intends to follow Brother Cecil. I know he ran and dodged because he didn't want to face Arfan any longer. His heart must not be safe now. Between thinking and not expecting because it has launched a fight on the former.

“Hah, I've guessed for sure again crumped,” taunted me once I found Sister Cecilia in the ladies' bathroom.

The door didn't forget I was shut tight, giving deeper access to privacy because I didn't want this conversation to sound like an outsider.

Brother Cecil seemed to catch his breath, looking at me before finally throwing a question. “Where was I? Cool, no?”

Two of my thumb floated right away, giving him an answer in appreciation of his bold actions. It is appropriate that Arfan was given firmness. Otherwise, he would not be aware and instead be more willing to treat Brother Cecilia.

“Do not want to be fine with him again. Don't be persuaded to seduce him anyway. Hold it, just, be patient. He is so, must be pulled back to be aware after losing,” my cerocos when giving advice.

“Dulu ... lo kayak this way also not, anyway?”

My head shook. “Gue also does not understand why he suddenly changed. He used to be very kind, I swear.”

Hearing that, Brother Cecil ended up sighing heavily. “Gue intentionally create new innovations about mojang contest poluta.”

Well, I forgot. I caught up with him too, right, wanting to hold him accountable. Because he gave advice, I was elected as a representative of the OSIS poll.

“Why try to use there are additional rival events? I'm a pick, right!”

“This is a stratagem, Ra. Lo where understand.” He again breathed heavily.

“Yes, please explain let me understand,”, I'm asked to be curious.

“Nih, yes, last year I was the same Bagas as a class representative to become a poll mojang. Do you want to see your bucin girlfriend with me? Wear kebaya clothes. Can you be willing?”

Ah, so that's the reason.

“Gue intentionally, make Bagas a representative of OSIS. Let me end up with Arfan who is a class representative.”

“Gosh ...” I ended up patting the eel looking at the behavior of Kak Bagas and Kak Cecil who are not much different. They both use me for their own sake. Sad this is my fate.

“Jadi ... sori if for example you feel used to me. Gini, deh, you take the positive side, aja.”

“What positive side?” aska. There is no positive side here.

“Yes, consider, aja, the polling event later as a wedding dress rehearsal lo sama Bagas. Both now and later will be the same. Both wear kebaya.”

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