VACILANTE: IMPERFECT

VACILANTE: IMPERFECT
16 - My Friend's



"Sha, already." persuaded Fiona when Nasha never stopped crying.


It was already very late afternoon but Nasha, Fiona, and Calista were still at school. Nasha was reluctant to go home because she still felt sad and angry at herself. He destroyed his interview. He believes he will not be elected as the next general secretary of OSIS.


Calista rubbed Nasha's back, "Lo don't cry on, Sha. Look, look, your eyes! It's swollen up."


"Gue kelp, Cal. I'm spitting up on myself. Liana believed and asked me to stand out. But I ruined everything."


"Lo's not wrong, Sha. Tasya's brother who is too hard is the same lo," refuted Fiona.


"Well, for Tasya please ask Nasha a question, and after that, Nasha is allowed to leave the room."


Tasya nodded, "A secretary should always be with her chairman. He must also be willing to sacrifice his hours of study to make the necessary letters. In addition, a secretary also needs to come early to serve every manager present. Are you ready? Judging from experience, you are not someone who can meet the criteria as a secretary. What can you assure me of choosing you as my successor?"


Nasha quiet. He could not answer Tasya's question. Nasha thought that Tasya would question that. But even after thinking for a long time, Nasha could not find the answer.


"Why silence? I, right, was asking."


Nasha turned her head to look at Tasya who was displaying her intimidating gaze. He never remembered that Tasya had such a nature. All he remembers is Tasya's kind and friendly nature to make him admire her. But, today he made sure to no longer admire Tasya.


"I don't have as much ambition as my friends. In fact, I had the intention of becoming a secretary just days before the new OSIS election began. I can't convince Mr. Tasya to choose me as the next general secretary because I'm not sure what I'm doing now" Nasha said, looking down.


"Sha" whispered Liana.


Nasha didn't want to talk about her friend. Today is the determination of the next OSIS election, and he will talk about whatever he thinks. It's up to him not to escape, he just wants to get out of this room without regret.


"*Sister Tasya know what teaching Machiaveli espouses in the theory of state formation?" ask Nasha.


Tasya rolled her eyes lazily, "I should ask, not you*!"


Nasha smiled, "I'm not too smart to understand that. I just take the positive side of the theory. 'The powerful are in power'. I may not have the ability to be the next general secretary of OSIS. My experience during OSIS was bad too. So, I will only be strong for my future success."


"I don't know what I'm saying this could be the answer to Tasya's question or not. I was just talking about what came to my mind."


Nasha then turned to Rival who was still loyal to smile at him, "Sir Rival, the golden ticket was still valid, right? Can I come out now?"


Nasha's cry broke again as she thoughtfully recalled her exit from the OSIS room. There was nothing wrong with Tasya's question, why did he have to get out of the OSIS room so soon? He had also said that he would continue his interview, so why did he choose to leave?


Love is the moment~


Nasha and Calista blinked in shock at the song that suddenly played, with a loud voice as well. Fiona displayed her row of teeth and reached into her skirt pocket and took her cell phone.


"Look me on the phone, will ya?" he said he left Nasha and Calista, who still speak a thousand languages.


"Well, how many times have I told him to change his ringtone, not digubris too. Don't know if the song makes other people hang!" annoyed Calista considering he was some surprised because of the tone of Fiona's mobile phone.


Nasha laughed softly making Calista turn her head, "Finally you stopped crying too, Sha."


Nasha smiled faintly, "Thank you, yes, I've done it until afternoon gini."


Calista shook her head quickly, "And we're together, Sha. When I live alone when you are sad again?"


Fiona again approached Nasha who was now smiling displaying a row of her teeth. He was also happy because Nasha finally stopped crying after a long time.


"Cal, I'm telling you to go home now. How, dong?"


"Yes, let's go home now, time nginep? Nasha also stopped crying."


"Yes, but Nasha how is Calista coming home."


Calista was silent at the thought of Nasha not carrying her own bike. It was impossible if Calista had to piggyback on those two friends at once. Maybe tomorrow the bike entered the workshop, then his mother was angry. Imagining his mother angry because he deliberately damaged his motorbike alone has made him shudder in horror.


"No 'pa-pa, you guys go first. I'll ride on the ojek later."


°°°


Nasha was busy moving her legs pushing the ground so the swing could move. His hand he fastened on the swing rope, and his head he tried to hold it upright. He still has no intention of going home. He still wanted to be alone, lamenting his stupidity.


His cellphone suddenly shook making his daydream disappear instantly. His hand moved into his jacket pocket and picked up his phone. It says the name Galih there. He hesitated to pick up the phone from Galih or not. He was afraid, Galih would discuss his stupidity earlier.


"Hello, Brother?" weak tanyanya.


"Home home?"


Nasha again sighed, "Udah."


"May I ask you something?"


"Sorry, Brother. I'm not feeling well anymore. I'll call you back later, okay?"


Without a second thought, he turned off his phone. He doesn't want to be asked, he wants to be entertained. He was also embarrassed to talk to Galih because Galih had directly seen his stupidity.


"So I called, instead of being lifted instead of daydreaming here. Do you worry about other people?"


Nasha looked back to find Alvin who was parking his red ninja bike. He looked back at the trees in front of him. He was also ashamed of Alvin.


"Look up to your parents, Sha. Look, what time is it? 7 O'clock, Sha. And you're still hanging around here? What if someone kidnaps you, huh?"


Nasha rolled her lazy eyeballs, "Whisper!"


"Malah! Shit on me, Sha..."


Alvin had not been able to continue his words, he had gotten a sharp gaze from Nasha making him inevitably have to stop his words. He then sat on a swing beside Nasha, watching Nasha's sad face.


"Lo's not afraid of being alone here?"


Nasha shook her head weakly, "Gue is more afraid of snakes, Vin."


"In front of you are all trees. In addition to the unknown creatures, there's a snake too, Sha."


"There's no evidence of snakes, Vin."


Alvin hush. He was confused to talk especially. All he thought about now, was just talking to Nasha until Nasha forgot about what happened this morning.


"Eh, I just wanted there was a snake," said Nasha made Alvin look around.


"Where, Sha? You weren't bitten, were you? Where's the snake let me take it."


Nasha laughed softly, "Here, beside me."


Alvin looked at Nasha flatly. He's been serious about kindly picking Nasha up at night, but this is what he gets?


"Sha, I'm not picking you up, yeah! Let's just say I never came here, okay?"


Alvin was about to get out of his seat and leave Nasha alone in annoyance. However, Nasha directly held Alvin's arm making Alvin look at him clueless.


"Gue was so stupid, Vin?"


Alvin sat down next to Nasha. He then shook his head with a smile, "I think you're really cool. I just don't know there is a theory of the formation of a rich country that is," replied Alvin while chuckling.


"Seriously, Vin."


"Gue is joking, Sha, but what I'm talking about is real. Lo cool, you are so cool. Rival just lost cool to lo, Sha."


Nasha screeched, "It's cool."


They are silent to each other now. Nasha is busy with her mind glaring everywhere, and Alvin is busy looking for ways to comfort Nasha.


"Gue's done it, Vin. I'm sure I won't be chosen" Nasha said, looking at Alvin, "I'm sorry, I can't be full of your wishes."


Alvin shook his head, "Gue doesn't matter, Sha. As long as you're happy with your life decisions, I'm not 'pa-pa."


"Vin," call Nasha.


Alvin turned to look at Nasha who looked at him softly, "If I'm not choosy, you still want to meet me, right?"


To be Continued