
"Yes but not banished either, Lang." Shabita protested. He said it was a pity that such a beautiful bucket had to be thrown away.
"Later to buy. Don't protest anymore." Galang said. His wife's lips went 5 cm.
Hanin who just came looked at the two strangely.
"You guys?" ask Hanin suspiciously.
"Yes, Nin. Your advice I live." Shabita developed her smile.
"Aaahhh congratulations!" Hanin hugged Shabita. Hanin was happy because they didn't split up.
"Lang, called the builder OSIS!" a student from another class came to Galang.
"Oh yeah, thanks!" said Galang. The student returned to class.
"I went there first, yeah. Watch out don't take any more flowers!" order Galang while ruining Shabita's bangs.
"Yes, even rusakin bangs." Shabita tidied her bangs back.
"Cieeee, kiw kiw." Kevin and Amir.
"What the hell?" shabita's red blushing cheeks were treated as sweetly as that by her husband. Passed by to meet the builder OSIS.
Until the first lesson teacher entered, Galang had not returned to the classroom.
While in the Pembina room OSIS is happening an impromptu meeting.
"This why can there be a sponsor on a gini retreat?" ask Mr. Chandra, as the builder of OSIS.
"We don't know either, sir. Suddenly they asked for funds that have been given." explained the PR team.
"Lang, aren't you monitoring all this?" ask Mr. Chandra.
"Because we're meeting all right. I also often ask those who are responsible for it and it is all smooth" said Galang.
"Yes, sir. There's no problem." added the PR team.
"Good, sir. We'll try to persuade them." said the PR team.
"Lang, later after school we have another meeting to evaluate the extent of our preparation" said Chandra.
"Good, sir. I will share in the group OSIS." said Galang.
"Yes, now you're back in class."
Also, the public relations team returned to their respective classes. Galang's mind rotated digesting this problem. According to the Public Relations Team, this one sponsor is not difficult to work with but suddenly they cancel there must be something wrong. Even if Galang wants, he could ask Bagas to donate but Galang wants the results of their hard work not the result of privilege.
Entrance to class even though the first lesson will soon be over. Galang explained to his teacher about him entering late, the teacher understood and allowed Galang to follow his lesson.
Galang's face looked lethargic. There is a fear in him if later events do not match that has been planned and may even be canceled. Plus Mr. Chandra had said that other sponsors could have resigned while the funds needed for the event were not small.
He sits on his lap. Shabita looked towards Galang. His curiosity he kept until the lesson was over.
Many times Shabita glanced at Galang and her husband looked dreamy. Fiks Shabita could no longer hold back his curiosity until the lesson was over.
Shabita took her HP that was placed in the bag and then hid it behind the book so as not to be discovered. So Shabita sent a message on a number that does not yet have a name, it is a number Galang.
["Why are you?"] ask Shabita.
After sending a message, Shabita turned to Galang again. Her husband is still silent.
"Ish why didn't it open anyway?" grunts Shabita slow.
["Heh Galang recek, why do you keep daydreaming? what's the problem?"]
Again Galang is still not seen opening his HP. Shabita started to growl.
["Woy reply napa!"] growled Shabita then sent a successive message containing a pouting emoticon.
Continuous HP vibrations disperse the reverie of Galang. A message from his wife.
["I don't papa just miss you 😍"] reply Galang.