WHAT LESS!
STORY 15

Being someone who was gossiped about was something I hated a lot, and the two days at this event made me feel annoyed. The event that from the beginning I was very much waiting for because it was predicted would be fun, in fact even make me careless.

From the beginning I was in the spirit, the first because of its location near the beach, so I'm sure it must be fun to go to the beach. The second is because the people who participated in this event are many who I know, so feel a reunion. 

But this morning I was lazy to do all the activities, and it was all because of Bian. Yesterday I was fine and started seeing him from the other side. But now, just someone saying his name has made my mood fussy.

“Gossip about you same Mr. Bian more and more rame tuh Na,” said Rima when just returned from the committee room.

“Sialaan emang, make me sprained.” I grumbled more than that.

“But you really have nothing to do with Ba same Mr Bian?”  Fira asked again.

“What relationship anyway? No gangs, you know I already have a girlfriend,” I give clarification.

For now only to the three of them I can trust to share the story. We have known from 2 years ago, although rarely met but communication is still intense. Sometimes we also visit each other's residences if we are in the same city. 

“But last night you guys looked like you had a relationship, really not?” ask Aida who was silent.

I looked at the one-on-one roommate, Rima and Fira nodded, confirming Aida's words. And it makes me angry.

Last night we all held a bonfire and a familiar night, many of the friends who showed their singing talent there. Unexpectedly Bian sat closer towards me. Actually he invited a regular chat, instead he asked Kak Niko because I said Kak Niko was studying Architects.

I also did not realize that our conversation was attracting the attention of many people, even when Bian was asked to sing deliberately he pulled my hand to a duet. After that, there were some vague rumors about us.

“How do you think? which one is really evil talking about it!” I growled when I overheard the grapevine talking about him.

They said I was a pansos, deliberately teasing the young council to get the stage. Though if you think without Bianpun I already have my own stage, from the first any event that I was always trying to bring the name of my city. And without drama like this.

“Crazy, people who have known you for a long time also know who Naraya Lazuardi, a multitalented young woman whose competitive spirit is great. Want to chase treasure? eh crazy lo Nara did not work just money already ngalir.” Rima looks hot defending his best friend.

I just smiled in response to Rima's words, the girl from the Malang city looks upset too with this news. Among us Rima is the most vocal, his sense of solidarity to the friends is also topnotch. Kala Ada, she is from Malang district, among us she is the calmest, the hijab girl always calms us down.

“Udah you do not need emotion first Na, later slowly we try to explain the real condition.” Aida rubbed my shoulders soothingly. 

I let out a rough sigh, “There are people who have no number?” ask me to these three beautiful girls.

Everything shook my head, I sighed, the plan was that if anyone had a Bian number, I would contact him and ask to help clarify, I was lazy to spread rumors that are not clear like gini. But Bian's cell phone number is definitely something difficult we can remember he's a board member.

This afternoon activities are in the outdoor, we support underprivileged families who are on the coast, there are also blood donors, health checks for the elderly, posyandu, and health counseling for adolescents. Our schedule is from morning till night. 

“Ra,” call Bian which makes me sigh irritatedly.

“Iya Pak.” I'm the one who helps in the blood donor section is obviously upset, this person continues to bother me, does he not realize that now we are being gossiped.

“I'm a donor dong,” he said as he rolled up his sleeves.

“Ya donor, use the report all.” gruntuku slowly.

It just so happens that in this donor car there's only me, Bian and two medics on duty. So I'm a little free to express myself. I started listing myself as Bian, even though I didn't see but I felt like he kept watching me.

“Bapak do not get near me, I am upset if digosipin continues the same Mr.” I said to issue unek-unek.

“Digosipin?” he looks surprised.

“Yes, when we are digosipin again have a special relationship, I say I pansos, ganjen only benefits in that department. Sorry sir, I don't need,” I said affirming.

Bian smiled, “Nevent to be in the dengerin Ra, they were jealous of us.” Bian tried to be wise.

“But I don't like, where they ugly me but belain Father, not fair, really caught if the gossip spread the heavy fans Mr.” My story does not calm down.

“Sorry if it bothers you, later I will try straightin.” said Bian.

“Hust!” my ketus.

Bian just smiled in response to my chatter. After finishing his blood donation Bian immediately left without making any trite talk to me, he only paid his respects to the two officers. He just smiled and nodded. 

In the evening we again held a familiar night but this time the committee invited to play games. Quite exciting in my opinion, with so many participants present make this game more rame.

“Look Mr Fabian, where is Na?” ask Riska who is suddenly beside me.

I glanced at Riska, she was one of Bian's fans, and I suspected that she was the one who was gossiping about Me and Bian.

“Where I know Ris, I'm not her mother,” I replied lazily.

“Not his mother but a friend but his message.” Riska quipped that makes me wonder.

“What do you mean?” my fanc.

“All also know Na times, how elo deketnya same Pak Bian. Very hypocritical, yesterday like people do not know, eh suddenly viral.” Riska's back to insinuating me.

“Originally you know yes Ris, before this event I had already known Bian, only I did not know that he was a member of the board who elo mean.” I tried to explain and wanted to defend myself.

Riska smiled obliquely, “Owh so call it already a name, do not use frills sir, already that soon?” he's back on fire.

“You want what the hell? What do I want to call dong. Surely you are the gossip monger!” accuse me of looking at him sharply.

“Kok so I? just so you know yes, I've been on it all this time. So elo must be aware that here many do not like lo!” ketus Riska and go straight away.

I clenched my hands, feeling anxious with Riska's words. From the beginning I was sure that this was her, but she had clearly said that it was just diem. Who is the mastermind. Ck, even though this event is only 3 days, but why do I have a long time very, I want to go home, miss Kak Dio.

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