
A very exhausting night for me. I tried to continue my sleep after I prayed magrib. Suddenly my handpon rang a sms sign, I opened and read the message. I don't know who he is, I don't care about his text that is just a word_word. About five sms with different words, but not a single text that I ignored.
A few minutes later, while I was reading a novel, suddenly the phone rang a sign of a phone coming in. The penself number does not appear, only with the Personal Number. I picked it up but I didn't speak. I'm trying to recognize the voice of the caller. About 30 seconds the phone lasted, I finally turned it off.
I'm the same time I didn't know the voice, at first I was suspicious of Divan's brother and Dion's sister. They're the only ones I suspect because Divan took my phone number this afternoon.
I'm curious about the owner of the private number, I don't know how to find out, and I don't want to talk to him before I find out.
I told Wiwi about this via BBM and told me to get acquainted because I wouldn't know it without getting to know him.
I also follow Wiwi’'s advice. Fortunately, he returned to the phone with his personal number. I picked him up and said my regards. I asked him about himself, long time he didn't want to be honest. I was so emotional for him, I warned him to turn off his phone and I would never pick up his phone again. He just laughed, as if 'need me. I'm the same s’kali can't stand his familiar behavior. I turned off the phone too.
Many times he called after I turned it off, but none of his phones I ignored. With difficulty, when I wanted to send him a text, the number could not be known.
I turned off my phone and opened the card so he wouldn't look up to me again.
After half an hour I put my card back on, and turned on my phone. Once my sim card is ready, so many texts come in. I open and read it, whether it's a text from whom but the contents of the text for this time make me smile_smile myself different from the previous text. I'm getting curious, what's wrong with me tonight. I get so many texts from people I don't know, even some phones that make me emotional.
With so curious I was with the person who texted, I tried to call the number one by one but no one picked it up.
Back when the private number called me, I was already suspicious that the owner of this private number was also the owner of the silly text he sent me. I tried not to pick up the phone, after that he texted, and funny thing is that the number he just texted was also the one he used to send back a text in the form of a question, he said, fill smsnya “ why not answered “. Seeing the text, I immediately replied to him, with the contents of my text that I would not serve people who are not clear. Tell me who you are.
After I spoke, the man also said that I did not expect that you were this rude. I'm getting curious, he seems to have known me a long time ago. I tried to be gentle with her, and she said it was too late for you to bring up your gentle demeanor. I really don't know who this guy really is.
I immediately turned off the phone and sent him a text, that I just needed honesty, I was just as’t times not like in this kind of work. He texted me with words I couldn't guess,
“ I am someone who is none other than your family, and also none other than hari_harimu”.
I don't understand the contents of the text, I finally don't reply to it anymore. Suddenly he called me back, I picked him up still in a blanket of curiosity. But he was finally honest. Hearing his honesty, I was a little surprised, I didn't expect him to do this ridiculous thing to me. I was no longer shrouded in curiosity but in shame and fear. I didn't expect Mr. Arsyad, my lecturer at the college, to be working on me like this. I was really embarrassed, but to make up for my embarrassment I explained that I was just as sure as not liking something like this, but she didn't want to receive clarity. He just seems to _just cut me off.
I still don't believe in Arsyad's childish attitude towards me. She was so close to me, I felt ashamed of her. I was insecure, he was a lecturer while I was still a student.
My conversation continued with me until midnight, I was with him chatting with him like we had known each other for years, there was no boundary between students and lecturers. I told him that he was a lecturer and I was a student, but he said that he was a lecturer and that I was a student when we were on campus. Outside the campus is considered a sister who has a relationship outside the family. I don't understand what he said. She explained on her wish that she would still marry me after I graduated S1. I felt so ashamed, but he taught me to remove that shame that when on campus there should be no closeness between us, remain a lecturer and student so that no one knows the closeness and relationship of the two of us. When on campus, assume that we do not know.
I don't know what else to say. My heart and mind are not calm. I really did not expect that Mr. Arsyad still cares about me and secretly still keeps feelings with me.
About three hours I talked, he immediately ended his phone and tomorrow he had to get up early to go to college, so did I.
My conversation was over, I immediately came out of my room and took the water, then I prayed Isya and then slept.
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