
"It's my business with that girl, so you don't have to interfere!"
"But what's wrong with you forgiving him. He apologized! You don't have to exaggerate the problem if it can still be solved properly." Devano tries to persuade Keysa, hoping the girl before him doesn't prolong the problem overnight.
"Look how you talk. Had you been in my shoes, would you have easily forgiven her? Especially after your pride is trampled?" asked Keysa while narrowing one eye. "No. I don't want to forgive him."
"Key!" Devano snapped at Keysa with eyes that stared intently at the girl. He was upset that Keysa did not want to hear his words. He knew that the ugly girl in front of him was stubborn, but not expecting it to be that hard made Keysa understand. Though the intention of Devano asks Keysa to forgive Cheryl only to protect Keysa himself, so that the problem with Cheryl is quickly resolved and Keysa is not sought by the family of Cheryl who are famous for being very cruel.
"What?" Keysa stared back at Devano. "Oh, of course you'll ask me to forgive him and forget all that humiliation, that spoiled girl doesn't seem to mean much in your life. No matter, he was either wrong or right. No matter what I feel, it's important for you that he gets what he wants. But, it's not that easy when it comes to me, Ferguso!"
'Ferguso's? You said it to me Ferguso?' rutuk Devano in heart. His hands were already clenched perfectly, wanting to feel like Devano was pouring color paint on Keysa's face again. However, he quickly neutralized his increasingly emotional feelings. He took a deep breath and threw it away violently.
"Try to understand, solve last night's problems just get here. Don't keep extending it! You must forgive each other!" Devano pulls Cheryl and Keysa's hands together.
However, Keysa swiftly pulled his hand which almost touched Cheryl's hand. He was still in his mind, unwilling to forgive Cheryl. Makes Devano more upset.
At the same time, Disti walked into the classroom with her hand carrying bread and milk for her breakfast with Keysa.
"Key, you haven't had time for breakfast. Here I bring you breakfast!" Disti who does not know the tension that is going on approaching the friend. "Eh, what's wrong with you?" tanya Disti was so looking at Keysa's face that was still disheveled by color paint.
Keysa did not answer. "Is that breakfast for me?" Keysa asked about the milk and bread that Disti brought.
Disti nodded.
'It looks like there's a drama that I've missed, ' Disti murmured inwardly.
"I happen to be so hungry that it feels like I want to eat people. Here, give it to me!" Keysa took a quick glance at Cheryl, then asked for the food that Disti brought.
Disti offered the bread and milk she brought. However, Keysa only took two bottles of milk, while the bread he gave again to Disti.
"Thank you, honey!" keysa said with a smile that appeared on the tip of his lips, making Disti goosebumps and think that Keysa would definitely do something with the two bottles of milk.
Disti nodded back. 'It looks like something will happen again here.' He glanced at the three people nearby in turn and made his fine fur even more bristling.
Slowly, Keysa unscrewed the bottle, then casually prepared to gulp it down. Disti also stroked the chest, breathing relieved—what Disti thought, not like the reality.
However, the relief did not last long, suddenly the milk bottle changed position. Instead of sipping the milk that had been stuck to the lips, Keysa's hand instead kept the milk bottle away and poured its contents into Cheryl's face, then throw the original container.
People look at each other without daring to open their voices, while Disti can only applaud the behavior of the friend. Especially without sin Keysa even left the class.
"Aaaa ..." cried Cheryl found herself drenched in milk.
"Keyas!" devano growled, along with Cheryl's scream.
Devano's getting pissed. Good intentions help Keysa to immediately solve the problem, even misunderstood by Keysa and make the problem even bigger.
"Dev, I don't accept this insult. That ugly girl humiliated me in front of all the students in your class. I don't accept it! I'll make sure he gets his payback" Cheryl threatened with a rough swab of her wet face. "Don't blame me if I make more cruel calculations, he never even imagined!"
Devano can only ruffle hair, frustrated. He must listen to Cheryl's rant that blames Keysa and also blames her for having known a girl like Keysa.
Meanwhile, the escaped maker was already in the dormitory and was leha-leha on his bed. He was very satisfied, having repaid Cheryl by humiliating the girl in front of the students.
"That's nothing like what you did last night, arrogant girl!" Keysa smiled triumphantly. "Oh, yes, I'd better tell Disti."
Keysa, who had no intention of returning to campus, took his phone in a bag and sent a message to Disti. He asked his best friend to help him get permission.
"Then what am I going to do in the dorm?" keysa asked himself as soon as he finished sending the message and was replied by Disti.
He stared at the screen that displayed the contents of his message with his friend, then played around the phone. Suddenly, he remembered the gossip of the men in the class about him, making Keysa curious and immediately opened a newly registered account that night.
"Wow! It's amazing!" Keysa was shocked by her fans who instantly grew tens of thousands overnight and there were thousands of comments praising her beauty.
Kaysa prancing fun, celebrated because the account in his new application can make Keysa get money from giving fans, even many fans have given tips to him. Over the course of the night, Keysa has earned hundreds of thousands just from uploading a few photos.
He then opened the DM and saw a lot of incoming messages. Not wanting to be called arrogant, Keysa happily replied one by one the incoming message. He still did not expect to become a famous instant selebgram in just less than twenty-four hours.
Keysa was still busy replying to comments and incoming messages, until suddenly a message attracted attention. He opened his message immediately.
[So I miss you so much! After last meeting I always hoped to see you again. Would you like me to ask you to meet again?]
Keysa read the message that he knew very well who the sender was. In the account of the sender was clearly a photo and a very familiar name, which is none other than Ezra.