The Conversation of a BEM Leader

Overthing

After watching a Korean drama. Currently Keisya was looking at his neatly circular watch in his left hand. Time has pointed at 16:00 AM local time, and Kevin is still pick up at Vina boarding house. Is his girlfriend's business the balloon done?

"Try lo telvon gih," Vina said.

Keisya snorted miserably. He tapped on the name of Kevin's contact that he accidentally pinned on the application. Although Keisya's contact wasn't pinned back by Kevin on the young man's app. How does Keisya know? Because Kevin himself said, he said that only an important group related to his organization that he pinned.

Not annoying.

Organization is more important than Keisya like him.

"Where? Not in the lift?" asked Vina who had noticed Keisya who had not spoken to the person she was in contact with.

Keisya shook his head slowly.

"Try it one more time" Vina said patiently.

Keisya clucked a little before following the advice of Vina. He again pressed the call icon to contact Kevin.

"Not in the lift," complains Keisya began to get upset. Keisya tries to send a message to the number, asking about Kevin's whereabouts.

Come on Kevin, the girl has been successfully given understanding by Vina in order to give an opportunity to hear your explanation. Keisya stared sadly at the screen of his cellphone which then returned the display of his lockscreen when his call never got an answer.

"Try in five minutes, Kei. Maybe Kevin was on the road, thought he could not take your phone" said Vina gave understanding.

"Or does she have an impromptu meeting with her organization's board, huh, Vin?" keisya said make a prediction. As before, if Kevin cancels his appointment will certainly not be far away because of the organization. There's always an interest that Kevin has to ask for.

"It is impossible that every activity must have its own timeline" replied Vina.

"Surely, he had a meeting today, but forgot and even gave me false hope again to invite me, right?" keisya said trying to think to stay positive.

Vina sighed softly, overthingking Keisya back in control of the girl.

"Lessly lacking her overthingking, Kei." rebuked Vina gently.

"If he really has a meeting what?" ask Keisya.

"Well, how do you want it?" ask Vina back.

Keisya scowled in annoyance. "Who would you go home with?" great-grandson Keisya who has pursed his lips is funny.

Vina menonyor soft shoulder Keisya. "What is my dragon and what is it?" ask Vina annoyed.

"What time did I come back?" although Keisya was already very familiar with Vina, Keisya still did not feel good if he had to always trouble Vina.

"Liet later I anterin if Kevin does not pick you up" said Vina.

Keisya shook his head quickly. "Gue ride ojol aja deh, Vin." reject Keisya smooth.

"So. I just do not calm down if you ride ojol" said Vina.

"Gua doesn't want to take lo, Vin" said Keisya.

Vina sighed softly and sneered at Keisya. "Just like who you are" he said.

Keisya pursed his lips flat, he threw his body back into Vina's bed. Vina plays on her social media. His eyes are perfectly rounded when one of his followers revealed something that made him surprised instead of playing.

Vina stared worriedly at Keisya who was staring blankly into the sky sky of his boarding room. "Gue wants to tell you something, but you promise to stay calm?" vina said heart of heart.

Keisya looked at Vina. "What Vin." his premonition became very unpleasant now. What exactly does Vina want to point to her?

Vina gave her cell phone to Keisya.

Keisya picked up Vina's mobile phone and saw what Vina showed. His eyes blink slowly observing the story, even the girl repeated several times the story upload. "Gue didn't see Vin wrong?" ask Keisya hoarsely.

Vina hesitated. "Lo's girlfriend" said Vina hanging.

Keisya put Vina's phone limp. The woman rubbed her tired face. What else is this God, his inner calling. He shed his tears unconsciously. His whispers are starting to sound.

Grep

Vina designed Keisya for her to hug, giving her peace of mind so that they would not fall more. Vina rubbed a gentle swipe of Keisya's back that went up and down due to her sobs.

"Gue waited for him to come, Vin." complains Keisya pilu.

At the instastory, Kevin was on the road with another friend of his. The young man was wearing a black scraft that he clad around his neck, sunglasses that were perfectly gripped on his pointed nose. Then, a toa that Kevin held firmly before his mouth while voicing his aspirations.

Kevin decorated in the state higher-up building in the follow hundreds of students who stood with him.

"He's been in action a lot, Kei?" ask Vina heart.

Keisya shook his head weakly, he rubbed his tears that just kept flowing. "Gue just found out he's in action this time." great-grandson Keisya quietly. The girl was just this time knowing the activities of Kevin that one.

Keisya grabbed his phone back and tried to contact Kevin. "Thank you, Ren." she shrieked in a quivering voice.

Vina still faithfully stroked Keisya's back to give him some peace. Vina understood Keisya's anger when she found out Kevin was following the call of action. The young man became his orator.

"Again, don't worry about me not doing it?" keisya said wistfully while staring at the screen of his phone with a display of Keisya's call that never lifted the young man. "Please, Ren pick up." she continued as if Kevin could hear her.

"Oration is more important than worrying me, huh, Vin?" ask Keisya grudgingly.

Vina grimaced slightly hearing that poignant remark. Keisya dropped his phone back. "Gue lebay yeah, Vin?" ask the girl again.

Vina shook her head quickly "No, Kei. It's natural to worry. Moreover, every action call must have an incident that is not desired. Especially Kevin followed the oration. I understand your concern, Kei." replied Vina.

Keisya rubbed his face rough. "What do I need to do, Vin?" ask her.

Vina bit her lower lip slowly. Vina also did not even know what Keisya should do. "Gue doesn't know either, Kei" said Vina

"Am I going there?" Keisya.

Vina slapped Keisya's shoulder slowly. "Don't be weird, Kei." joked Vina disapprovingly.

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