Stupid Netizens
Empty Schedule

I immediately looked at Kak Luna with a confused expression as I began to realize the owner of this voice. I think I know him, but this is Zea. In what order?

"It's me Zea, brother."

God, God, so this is really Zea? How can? Why did he call? And where did he get my number from?

"Sir Eza is still there?"

My daydream instantly broke. I cleared my throat for a while and straightened my body. "Yes, still, sorry, sorry. What's up, Ze?"

Silent. Now it was Zea's turn to be silent. I slightly keep the phone away from the ear to make sure if the phone connection has been cut off. Still really. I put the phone back in my ear and called Zea.

"Ze, are you still there? How's diem?"

"Anu. ouch, how ya, talking."

I couldn't help but chuckle when I heard his voice that sounded like a confused person. Duh, how gemes huh? Though the voice of doang loh, do not see his face. Actually, said people, falling in love makes people like to forget themselves. For example, I am old, but still kasmaran alay like a Junior High School child.

"By the way, Ze, slow down, no papa. What was? Is there anything I can help you with?" bargain me then.

"There's."

"What's that?" ask me gently.

I swear that now in front of me Kak Isa, not Kak Luna, I must have my abis beng-ceng in him. Seriously. Not lying to me. But fortunately now the one with me is Kak Luna and not Kak Isa, so I can feel safer a little more. Most just offered by doang.

"I want to ask for real help, but I think Sister Eza is busy. This is aja Kak Eza is also still in Jogja right? Don't worry, brother, no papa. Sorry to interrupt the time."

If I can be honest, I actually kind of sensi the same person like this, talking half and half like this. But this is Zea, so an exception.

"Eh, uh, wait a minute, Ze. I'm not in Jogja yet, I'm in Jakarta."

in my heart I said, "even met your brother also."

I can only speak and cannot say directly.

"Huh? Is Eza in Jakarta?" zea asked sounding a bit surprised.

I nodded even though I knew Zea couldn't see it. "Yes, this is again at my sister's house."

"Eh, I think it's still in Jogja, brother."

"No, it's in Jakarta. You know, tonight there's a schedule for the show."

"Sir Eza's busy, huh?"

"Why the hell? Said to be very busy yes, actually not really, just if fit again gini movie promo is quite good. What do I do to help you?"

Zea's voice sounded hesitant. I tried to convince Zea to say it. I really want him to not care about me. If I'm with other people I don't have a problem, but if I'm the same, I hope he doesn't hesitate.

"Say no papa, Ze!"

"Okay, I'll say, just that Sister Eza really can't not be papa. No need to force it, brother."

I smiled while nodding once more, then assented. "Yes. Not forced to."

"So gini, sister, I'm the same Kak Zidan will want a visit at the parlour again this week. This time the event is rather big, Kak, and the home party want to join Kak Eza. Could Eza not?"

I thought for a minute, trying to keep my schedule in mind this week. But nil. No, it's not that I don't have a schedule but that my memory is nothing about it.

"Hehe, sorry, yes, Ze, I forgot. I tried it first to Mas Tito about no schedule this week, if there can be re-schedule what not. I'm reporting."

Suddenly, Luna grabbed my leg. "Tock labile?"

I frowned confused. However, a few seconds later I realized that what Kak Luna meant was my call to Zea. For one thing, I can't be consistent. Adjusting reflexes only.

"Okay, brother, thank you first. Only if you really can't not need to be forced, brother. No papa, because this is a charity event, so the budget was a little."

"No papa, precisely because it's a charity event. If it's just other events mah, I'm not too developed, no problem. But since it's a charity event, that means yes, I have to spend."

"Hehe, thank you, yes, brother, have tried to spare. I'm so sorry if it's ngerepotin."

"Can't you be sure when you say thank you and ngerepotin?" protest later.

"Usaha Kak Eza who wants to take the time has made me thank you very much, Brother. Thanks, I'm waiting for the good news."

"Okay, this abis I directly phone Mas Tito to confirm first yes."

"Good, Sister Eza. That's why I closed it, brother, phone. Assalamualaikum!"

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Clik. Connection interrupted. I then directly scroll the contact name to find Mas Tito's number.

"Do you like to be unstable, Za?"

Kak Luna did not comment afterwards and only chuckled while the head bobbles were not out of thought. I called Mas Tito as soon as the number met.

"Yes, hello, again in my office. Wh why? Request pick-up? If now I can't, wait for Barra to run a meeting, do I need to send an office driver to pick me up?" leaning Mas Tito once the connection is connected. I haven't finished saying hello, just opened my mouth.

"One-on-one first, Mom. Buset deh," I commented later, "first I no longer nanya lo where. Second, I don't ask to pick you up so you don't have to come here or send a driver."

"Keep why?"

"You want it."

Mas Tito sounded chuckled. "Well what? I usually prefer google lo, rather than me. Want a schedule?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well? Is it really your schedule? Want to know when? Malem is there your show so guest star on the talk show private tv station, there Jessie."

"This week, Mommy."

"Short of a minute, I'll check first."

I waited silently and only heard Mas Tito muttering.

"Oh, there's this, you've been filming a video with one of the youtubers. Why emang?"

"Can you re-schedule, Mas?" ask me anxiously. Rewrite the schedule to Mas Tito is very difficult. And I'm worried that today's the hard part. But I wish I didn't. Hopefully Mas Tito today is easily persuaded.

"Do you want any events? If it's important I arrange it, but if it's not clear, big no!" reject Mas Tito firmly.

"important, Mas. I asked to be blanked on the schedule that day, yes," asked me in a clear voice. Can fail my show mode if it fails to persuade Mas Tito. I sometimes fear Mas Tito more than Barra.

"What's important until you ask to be blanked on the schedule? Wanna see what country you're in, huh? So important. No, I re-scedle so malem or afternoon, no empty schedule. It's delicious."

I'm pissed off. "Yes, no papa, anyway morning until afternoon I want my schedule empty, overtime work is not papa," I said in the end.

"Okay, sip, I reset it. Is it gini doang?"

"Hm."

"Gue matiin that way."

Without waiting for me to agree, Mas Tito just turned off the phone connection. I do not protest because I can immediately have a chance to call Zea.

"Yes, hello, assalamualaikum, what about Sister Eza?"

greet Zea with her sweet voice.

Duh, that beginian want the time I dreaded the malem sampe. No protest if you have to be horrified for.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. You want to tell me. Hehe."

"Eh, what's so cool, brother?"

"Yes, it was Mas Tito's phone just now."

"Oh, is that it? How are you going, brother? Can't do?"

"Can dong. It's sunday."

"Related, Brother? How can I not believe it?"

I pretended to be upset. "So you don't believe me?" ask me in a voice pretending to sulk, "yes if you don't believe."

"Eh, well, brother, don't sulk dong! Yes, yes, I believe. Thanks, brother, I'll tell you more about the clock details."

"okay."

"Udah yes, sister, I want to make a cake. Hehe."

"Yes, the spirit of making the cake."

"Yes, thank you, brother. Brother Eza is also eager to work on his malem, now rest first. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Clik. My smile seemed not to fade even though the phone connection had been cut off. This makes Kak Luna directly teased me.

"Look at your expression now, sure you, Dek, don't want to marry her anytime soon?"

Kak Luna's question instantly made me realize. Yes, yes too.

A/N: sorry if anyone is confused, this groove retreated briefly before part pov 3 ya😂