Fear of Falling in Love

I've read a lot (Gibriel Alexander)

I smile at HP myself. Eits, a smile doesn't mean I'm crazy huh? I smiled at myself because I was reading text messages from readers of my novel. Wuih, just two days my novel circulated in the bookstore has a lot of reading my novel. The proof today is that I have twelve people. All women aka girls.

I did not expect to be sent readers. My intention is to include the HP number in the author's bio, so that if the manuscript is in-acc publisher, then, they contacted me but they instead pinned my HP number on the author's bio which is located on the last page of the novel. It's okay too. In the text of the reader it feels something really. The reader's comments were quite positive, none of which influenced my work. If this is my mission as Vindy will succeed, the mission to make Helena regret for my death. Thank goodness Helena brought me back.

Uh, wait for Helena to turn again? I thought about it first, didn't I? I was already hurt by his actions. Mending me dating one of my young and single readers of the novel rather than Helena.

So many texts that I get confused to choose which one of the readers for me to make a lover of heart. I fear that I chose wrong, the reader I was after turned out he already had a worse man if married. Suddenly my eyes are the same sms number 085332994560.

My little heart says the one with the number is beautiful, young, single and deserves to be my lover. I try to get him, click open to read the text from him.

Hi, Gibriel. Can you contact? I just finished reading your novel. Wuih, your novel because of the storm bin cetar. I really like.

Restyani.

My face is red as a boiled crab. I swear, I'm ashamed of my novel which is still randomadut said novel ketece storm bin cetar membahana. My finger started typing in reply for him.

To :085332994560.

Well, thank you for reading my novel. It's nice to meet you. Btw, how old is he?

I went straight to the main point of age. I don't like long talk and old basabasi. I'm nanyain age, because if he is 15-20 I will continue my question is nanyain, “Udah have a girlfriend yet?” If he answers it's not time I act pedekate with him.

“GUE DON'T WANT TO FALL IN LOVE WITH GIRLS ANYMORE! GIRLS ARE JUST POISON OF THE WORLD!”

Just now I want to click send, suddenly the words I said on the beach Segarra back ringing in my ears. Stupid me, why did I say that word yesterday? Because of that word I undo the intention to make pedekate with one of the readers of my novel. If I keep pedekate, just as lick my own spit. I am not guilty of doing that.

I thought for a moment. Thinking to look for words for readers reply to my novel, especially those who have the number 085332994560 let him not text me mulu. If d isms-I mulu I can be tempted as seduction. I swore I would never fall in love with a girl again.

After thinking long enough I finally found the right idea and words to reply to all the texts from the readers of my novel. Before typing his isms, I first save the number of readers of my novel.

Thank you, you have read my novel but sorry, really don't text me anymore! I was so disturbed by sms lo!

Send to All my novel readers.

I breathed a sigh of relief that finally the text I sent to all the readers was sent as well. I realized, the contents of the sms I sent to them were too rough. But what the hell else? I ladenin sms them, ntar they expect much the same I kept end-end he hurt because I can not love him. Let them say I am arrogant, for me it is better than me to give false hope to them.

Rather than dizzy think the reader better now I rest the body aka sleep. May my brain be fresh again tomorrow.

“Yes, Allah forgive the servant who has spoken harshly to all readers of the slave novels. I do this because I am forced. For saying the cursed oath of love,” my prayer in heart.

Argos .. Tuuuut.

“Aduh, really long phone I connected,” my nagel me. I'm calling the publisher who published my novel. My goal in calling publishers is to have them remove my number from the author's bio. Can setres me in-sms a mulu reader.

“Assalamualaikum, with whom and where? Can I help you?”

I heard a girl voice across the phone. I immediately thanked God, finally my phone was picked up as well. Subhanallah, the voice of the person who picked up my phone is very sweet. If only I had not said the cursed oath, surely the person who picked up this phone I pedekate-in.

My heart is pounding talking to a sweet-talking girl.

“Waalaikumsalam, Ma'am. Is it true this publisher who published your novel Is My Love?” ask me to talk.

“Iya, right. Who are you and where?”

“Mbak, I'm Gibriel Alexander. My novelist You Are My Love.”

“Oh, Mrs Gibriel. What's the matter calling us? Not the money DP novel payment we have transferred?”

“Mbak, I called the publisher because I wanted to ask the publisher to delete my number listed in the author's bio behind the novel. Can you, Ma'am?”

“Sorry, if that's not possible. Novels have been distributed to bookstores throughout Indonesia, we have spent a lot of money to publish your work. If you want to delete the HP number, you have to compensate about 10 million.”

Pouch ... tuuut.

I immediately disconnected the phone. It's just free that I called for a long time, anyway they will not fulfill my request unless I compensate 10 million.

Huftt .. than the 10 million mending compensation I just replace the sim-card. Dissipated? Guaranteed readers of my novel no longer text me. But honestly I'm really heavy changing numbers. I have been using that number for 5 years. But what can I do? Maybe it's God's destiny, I have to part with my beloved number.

I opened the desk drawer. Fortunately in the drawer there is still a spare sim card. I opened the rear HP to change the sim card. When it is done, the fingers type a text. Sms is not for readers of my novels, but for lawyers, friends, Vindy and everyone who knows.

Hay, it's me Gibriel. Please save my new number!

Click send to All Contacts

No one will disturb my life anymore.