Stupid Netizens
Feel Guilty

During the filming break I decided to take a short nap. Because the nyari is safe, rather than a sudden drop right? After becoming a public figure I am indeed required to always appear excellent at every opportunity, so I must be smart to use the time. Before I jumped into the entertainment world, actually I am the type who has trouble sleeping anywhere, even if the place is still quite foreign, usually I will have trouble sleeping. Wherever I am, whenever I can.

Just a few minutes into my sleep, I suddenly felt the phone vibrate. My eyes spontaneously opened and immediately grabbed the phone that had been tucked next to me sitting. The name of Isa is on the screen.

I was a bit upset because he called me and interrupted my break. The problem is that if he's the phone, it's pretty certain it's not important - in my opinion - but it's only important according to his own version.

"Yes, why, brother?"

"Have you slept?"

I rubbed my face while looking around. People were busy passing by doing their respective tasks, while some artists were resting.

"Yet. Another break filming, just a little sleep continue suddenly you nelfon, sister."

"Gue bother dong?"

"Of course yes."

There is no regret or condolence, which is precisely a laughing voice that sounds crisp.

"Salah itself is given a good heart to tell nerusin the company even chose to shoot until morning. So who's wrong then?"

"Lo," I replied quickly and without burden, "why the hell, brother, you have to be born before me?"

"Continue it's my fault?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Gue wants to say sorry, Za."

I grunt. "Tell, I'm not sleepy anymore. Don't be sorry-sorry. Like your favorite boy band song first."

There was the sound of crisp laughter from across the street once again. "Not a boy band, Za, but an idol group," the correction was later.

I don't care.

"Bodo very, for me the same."

"But, Za, you know not now they are more handsome, crazy anyway, the older it is even more handsome and seductive."

"Yes, that's your basic old taste. They're just ordinary." I then realized something, "what the hell? Why do you talk about this? Lo was a nelfon in what order? Disturb my break, be careful if it's not important! Lo child I take nginep at home I continue to love noodles continue," threatened I do not mess around.

"Yes, because you are diverting the issue, I was going to say sorry about the tranding this morning, not because of the nelfon lo clock this early."

Whats? What wrongly thought I was? I think Brother Isa regretted that I disrupted my break, uh, he said, my God. How am I so stupid that I think Brother Isa is so? This is not Kak Isa not Kak Luna, why do I expect this height?

"Yes really, brother!"

"Gue is not good."

"My same?"

"Not to be clever! I do not feel good about the person who is fooled into lo it, must be sosmed he was again invaded by your fans. I thought, Za. Why not clarify or say it. Don't get it!"

I let out a short. "Lo hopes I clarify that the follow yesterday was because of my brother. Is that? If gini why do not you clarify yourself, follower lo my fans also that."

"Yes, agreed, my original follower or my friend has just started to be contaminated with your acting. I'm the only one clarifying, Za? But before you clarify, I said mending you apologize first the same person. You see, his account must have been raided, the hell, this country."

I clucked while shuffling my hair. Isa has a point too. His account must have been overrun by my fans again. Duh, how is it?

"Za? You still there? No sleep, are you?"

"No, Brother."

"Yes, if you sleep first before continuing filming. Uh, you were to the location of the driver himself did Mas Tito pick up?"

"Yes, drive yourself, brother."

There was a sound coming from across. Brother Isa is starting to worry about fashion on. My reflexes immediately smiled.

"Lo really often come home in the morning, Za, why not use a driver anyway? It'll be more comfortable and safe if you take the driver."

"My finances haven't been as stable as that for the driver, brother. If only I had been flooded with jobs, if the opposite was what? What do they want to pay for it?" I shook my head firmly, "don't go first, brother. This is not papa. While I can still handle it, I handle it myself first. Thanks for the attention, my dear brother."

"Yes, no, do not forget to take care of health, vitamins do not forget to drink. Want any busy sport should be tumpetin," said Kak Isa.

I could not respond to anything other than the word yes-iya doang before disconnecting the phone.

I decided to open an Instagram account. I'm worried, should I apologize for what happened? I hesitated to check his account.

Whoa, how about a padlock? Is it not because of me? Duh, if so then I will feel guilty.