About the Heart

Phone Tonight

I turned off Dion's phone, but I was also the one who felt hot because he didn't take the initiative to call me back. The theory that women are difficult to understand seems to be true. Let alone understood by the people of Adam, I am a woman who is also confused with my own attitude.

I visited WA many times from my number. Online but don't type words for me. Furious, I grow furious when some time later he chose offline.

I left the HP that made my heart raging. My legs back and forth obscured every corner of the room in my room. I felt tired and finally dropped my body rough on my bed. I stretched out my hand and I let my eyes look at the ceiling which then visualized the face with the arch of your beautiful smile.

"In, call me, dong!" muttered.

Ddrrtt-ddrrtt-drr!

My eyes flashed again to see my HP twinkling spoiled. I slide the green sign up with a smile.

"Honey ..." call me friendly while focusing on fixing my random appearance.

"Yes, dear .." replied the man at the other end.

The voice that answered my dear's call, I don't feel right in my heart. This is not Dion's sweet voice. The tone of this voice is one octave higher. His voice tends to be crisp.

D.On is the word embedded as the name of the caller. D.On and Dion, two words that are almost the same but really these are two numbers with different ownership statuses.

Dion, of course this is a patent for my number. D.On stands for online driver. Who else if not Mr. Aryan. Alamac ... Mr Aryan?

"Why close your eyes, anyway?" tanyakanya.

How, he knows I'm crashing? Oh yeah, I forgot this call was a video call. Ish ... Why am I so senile, anyway?

"What's up, sir? Why a video call?" my many.

Mr. Aryan smiled. "Rubble." The grin then turned into a smirk smile. "Thank you, make a call unfortunately, yeah."

I put my serious face on. "Sir, I want to clarify two things:

I'm pulling back on that dear call, it's not for you but it's special for Dion.

Father's age is not suitable to use the term gabut."

Mr. Aryan fought my serious face with his sweet face. "I want to say to you too:

I've heard your loving call, free if you pull it back.

You don't talk about my age, you don't know how wild a man my age is, let alone being single."

"I'm not in the mood to argue, sir, sorry my phone is off,"

Tut-tut-tut!

This is the second phone I turned off tonight. Will there be a third phone that will be the same fate?

I don't know ....

*****

This room vaporized too much of the scents that made my mind mess up. It would be bad for my health if I kept quiet here.

"Eating noodles is super spicy, delicious, kali, huh?" I thought as I swung my way towards the kitchen.

"Where are you going, Ma'am?" ask Kristy who is still on standby in front of the television.

I kept going without looking. "Scoff."

"Later scolded by Mas Dion, Ma'am!" remember Kristy who followed my steps into the kitchen.

I directly cooked the water and prepared the ingredients to make the noodles super spicy. "He was angry."

"Tumbens?" kristy said after gulping down some water.

"Jealous for Nadeo" my story goes.

"Mbak too, anyway, already have Mas Dion is still playing with Nadeo. They're the same, "soon Kristy.

"Same but different taste," I replied lightly.

"Gee ... Sister Rosa, it seems. Report Mama, ah!" kristy Goda.

I put the noodles in the pot. "Laporin, you tell Mama that her son is blindly jealous."

My mom just entered the kitchen. "What's up, anyway, noisily?"

Mama was sitting in the dining room chair next to Kristy. "Tumbens?"

Kristy smiled at Mama's response. "Tuh, right, Mama, Mama also said tumben."

Kristy and Mama were right with the word "tumben" in response to my quarrel with Dion. For the past two months, I have never fought with him. Little debates don't count yes, because I am the stubborn Rosa. Even gentle advice can be a war drum if the delivery is not flexible.

Tonight, why is he so angry? Though the trigger of the problem is only trivial.

Trivial?

Trivial, right?

Am I the only one who thinks of it as trivial?

Is this a hard lighter for him?

The huft!

"Don't like to let problems drag on, just solve them," Mama advises.

My noodles are done cooking. Immediately I moved it to the bowl and I took it to the table where Mama and Kristy were. I mix sausage and sweet soy sauce so that this noodle is more out of taste.

"Why are you eating noodles, again? Didn't Dion scold you a lot" Mama said.

"He won't scold me anymore, Ma" I said.

"What's the matter until Dion no longer scolds you for instant noodles anymore?" My mom started to tell my story.

The hesitation to share the story still enveloped my heart. Especially with the closed attitude I have, I am not sure to confide in them. Moreover, I know if they are in Dion's stronghold. I can't doubt if their advice would have focused on one point, Dion's defense of course.

Mama rubbed my back. "You think carefully, Dion is best for you, it's hard to find a guy like him."

"Yes, ma, this is for you guys, Rosa is going to the room first," I hurried to leave them.

My appetite is gone. The taste that had been passionate for me to satisfy suddenly vanished without silence. Either because I remember Dion's advice to keep my distance from instant noodles or because I'm reluctant to discuss Dion's problems with Mama and Kristy.

I want to immediately release the tired that is lodged in my brain. Better get some sleep, that's the path I chose. It was free to contact Dion if his heart was still filled with anger. Let him cool his mind first. Maybe tomorrow we'll come back without any debate.

After lying on the bed to immediately go to dreamland, in fact my mind remained unsettled. I'll take the HP that's in the nightstand. I hesitated to unlock the secret of my advanced tools. The data that I turned off, I reactivated it.

Sepi ....

Let alone the phone from Dion, just WA did not. I took a long breath. "It looks like your anger this time is going to drag on!"

I'd like to video call Dion first. I haven't had the chance to make my intentions, another video call has come in first.

Mas Rud's

That's the name that's in my vision.

The deg!

Why did the name appear again? I never deleted her number from my HP. And maybe I haven't wiped it from my heart either.

I admit this?

I admit to everything Dion said?

Nah!

Nah!

Nah!

That call still seduces me. He's still flickering teasingly. My hands are starting to get hypnotized. I wanted to lift it as soon as possible, but there was a side of my mind that worked to prevent me from answering it.

The shadow of Mas Rud calling me there alternated with the shadow of Dion who did not call me. Like broken tapes that repeatedly twist their faces in turn. My head began to feel faint, I let the appeal end without my welcome.

My breath that had felt heavy, a little loose when my HP was no longer flickering spoiled. I stopped my attention on the thing that had messed me up because of the soul-stirring seductions of three different men.

Luckily the third seduction wasn't my next victim. I end my game with this smart thing. I turned my body to back him. I want to rest my mind that is raging. Suddenly, a WA came in. My heart is back. I wanted to let it go but I was curious. My hands are powerless for me to hold, nimbly opening the WA that just came in and ....

The deg!

A picture of a handsome man in a white shirt who missed all his buttons was looking at me with a smile. It looks like a firm squiggle that makes it so tempting. A caption is written there. "You see, I'm healthy! when are you ready to meet me?"