Stupid Netizens
Caught

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This morning, I slept with the noise from my cell phone. While clucking annoyed, I then felt the table beside the bed, where used to put a cellphone. After I met I immediately turned it off because I did not want to sleep well I was disturbed by the noise of the cellphone. Coincidentally this afternoon I have a photo shoot, and my schedule is quite full until the night, if this morning I do not get enough sleep, which is there later tonight I urinate.

I woke up when the time had shown at half ten, that was because my stomach was starting to feel hungry. After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I immediately looked for my phone to order food. Understand, bujang yes like this. Actually my cooking ability is not really ugly, it's just that I'm a bit lazy. So instead of cooking alone I would prefer to order. It's good we don't have to bother slivering in front of the stove, just sit back or lie down, scroll-scroll, click, click, know-how the food comes. In addition to lazy reasons, strong reasons I choose this method to help the economy of Jakarta residents. It would be good if I pesen has helped the place to eat as well as the courier. Is it noble of my intentions?

The notification sounds as if I do not want to stop when I turn on the phone. Reflex I throw a cell phone into the bed. After neutralizing my heartbeat in surprise, I grabbed my phone and checked it again. What the hell is it about a race? I was astonished.

Jeez, it turns out all the notifications come from social media applications that tag me, ranging from Instagram, Twitter, to Facebook. I very rarely open this app.

I then decided to open the app that had the bird logo, even my name appeared in the tranding column. Out of curiosity I clicked my name. I'm upset because on popular searches people are busy selling and not news about me. The habit of Indonesians utilizing vocabulary that is tranding by selling, still mending that sold items that girls say call it funny - although my version has no funny at all-,- although, but at least it's much better than if you sold yourself? I honestly sprained. The problem is I have been with all my strength to refrain from opening things that smell so, but even treated that way. Of course I'm upset.

After a while of scrolling I can finally know the cause of why sosmed crowded. It turns out they were talking about yesterday when Kak Isa accidentally hit the follow button. God, God, just a ginian thing and they're so excited? Where it's all ceng-ceng in me again. Duh, should I bales what? Do you pretend not to know? Yes, mending me pesen eat aja rather than ribet ngurusin them.

While waiting for the order to come I decided to exercise for a while. I'm the type who cares a lot about health, even though I eat carelessly but when it comes to exercise I always take myself in between busyness. And it just so happens that today is not too busy either.

My standard exercise anyway, most if the males out the treadmill how many minutes is enough. But if bosen in the new house go around the complex.

After a sweaty body, I decided to take a shower. And right after I finished the shower the order came. With a hasty step I went down the stairs to open the door.

"On behalf of Mas Eza Shariq?"

I smiled as I nodded and confirmed. "Yes, Mum."

"It's been paid, Mom."

"Okay, thank you."

"Wait a minute, Mom!"

"Yes?"

I frowned rather surprised. Don't these couriers know me? I think I'm assuming.

"Don't forget the star, huh, Mas?" said the courier while smiling brightly.

My reflex was broken for a moment because it had a kegeeran. "Beres, Mas, thank you."

After making sure the courier left, I went in and started eating breakfast. It can not be called breakfast because now it is almost eleven.

While eating breakfast, my phone suddenly rang. It turned out that he called Mas Tito, the manager who takes care of my schedule.

"Yes, hello, assalamualaikum, Mas? How's it?"

"Lo's still home?"

"Yes. It's breakfast again, why?"

A snorting sound came from across. "What breakfast is eleven o'clock less? Where did you get to breakfast at this time? Pointing on the girl's boy huh lo?"

"What the hell? Nothing, I just woke up. If you want to talk about the tranding this morning, it is because of Kak Isa yesterday. Not me, yeah," I explained. I don't want Mas Tito to join me later. Really males.

I can hear the sound of the weird noise coming from across. "Here, your prestige, Za. You think I don't know, if the original lo already memepoin it a girl? Although I've only taken care of it for a few years, but I know you times."

Oh, shit, how could Mas Tito know?

"Emang I know times. Yes, I closed. Lo abisin breakfast lo continue to slide to the location. I'm waiting."

"Yes, ready."

"Eh, one more."

I originally intended to immediately break the connection, suddenly stopped and re-attached to my ears.

"Yes, why, Mas? Any additions?"

"No, I just wanted to say. Actually no papa anyway you want to coin any girl, that's right lo. Just my advice you have to be more careful, because your name is good again, all the attention is focused on the same lo. And the fans are mostly women. Yes, as we know the ability of women about the FBI, so you have to be more careful so that no one is harmed. You know what I mean?"

I nodded in understanding despite knowing that Mas Tito would not be able to see. "Yes, Mom, I understand. Thanks, make the suggestion."

"I'm closed, yeah."

Clik.

With a sigh, I immediately put my phone on the table and intend to resume the breakfast that was delayed.

Just about to return bribe, my phone looks back on. Phone from Barra. I'm pissed off. Really ngeselin this person if calling when my name again tranding tuh make deg-degan.

I catch my breath before answering the phone.

"A long time anyway?" decak Barra from across.

I immediately sneered. "So, like a girl lo phone raised pause how many seconds of mosquito."

"So I know, hape again in deket lo."

"Skips! So what's a nelfon?"

"You need to confirm the tranding. What does that mean?"

This time it was my turn to crack. "That was the act of Brother Isa who accidentally followed, so behind unfollowed me. Satisfied?"

"Related?"

"Yes, sure. If you don't believe you can ask your own brother. You still have the number?"

"Yes, no need, I believe the same. But in my opinion, you need confirmation about the truth so that your online wives do not expect more of your soul mate. Kan lo himself said he did not want to be fooled by them, so yes do not love materials for them, so they also do not expect to go to lo. Understood?"

"Ready, okay, boss. Is there any more?"

"No. The important thing is to confirm and do not forget to take care of your health, at this time you are the most valuable artist we have, so do not be careless! Understand!"

"Yes, yeah, okay. Udah right, I need to get ready to the location, if late ntar scolded Mas Tito."

"Yes, the hunt is ready. Inget my pesen and don't make a tantrum!"

"Hm," my response was like that and then closed the phone. Barra if again the boss of fashion on tuh, really ngeselin. Though if again the mode off bodo.