I'll wait for your promise

Rough Sms 1

Mother's diner is still closed. It's free to sell, the ashes will just contaminate our trade. For a few days we had to clean all the furniture and stalls. The flying ash makes the whole stall dirty again. With just one touch it is clearly visible thickness. Every time we use something, we wash it first. Dad and Disa are in charge of cleaning Sewah's house, while Mom and I are at home. Our stalls are cleaned together with the employees.

Today I did not sleep in the house of Simbah. Pakdhe Widodo and his family came from Jakarta. The news of Mount Kelud's ashes reached this City, alarming him. They plan to stay for a few days. This time I'm not wasting it. I spent the days watching television. Usually Sumpah and I just watch the news, there is no chance to watch a favorite movie. Me and Disa love the same movie, Korean drama. So we were compact all day in front of the television. The fault of my father put parabola, the result of our television is mastered. Disa and I do like a lot of the same things, like cycling, badminton, reading books even though the books we read are different, and one more. But promise me, don't tell anyone. Shhsttt…. We sleep like to snore. Hehehehehehe. But not all of our things are compact. The difference in character makes us often differ in opinion. If Disa always thinks according to Islamic law, I always think according to logic and reality. It is not uncommon for Disa to lecture me every time she would do something. Ntahlah. since he joined the Campus Propagation Institution his attitude became very religious. Sometimes I get worried that he's in a cult. So far there are no such signs.

Mom cooking fried rice. While watching television, we ate together. Something to be grateful for. The rain kept us at home. So always get together, watch television, and eat together. Very rarely does this happen. Usually busy with their own activities. Mother at the stall, Disa with her da'wah friends, Dad works and if you have come home to accompany Sewba, while I am busy with social activities.

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Mas kpn-kpn klo btuh storyteller lg kbarin sy yes. Thank you for your cooperation kmaren.

A text from an unknown number. I just ignore it. Maybe he sent it wrong. But come to think of it, that person must be waiting for a reply. Maybe this is an important business too. I decided to pay it back.

Sorry you sent wrong. I'm not your friend.

Sorry if I am sms. I think this is Mas Yega's number.

It's not what2.

Sorry who is this with? Can you contact me?

This is what I don't like about unknown numbers. Ask for acquaintances as well. Don't-don't he deliberately pretended to misdeliver. I hate people like this the most. Why not be honest if you want to know.  That'll make it more comfortable. I also did not reply.

Two days later the same number sms again.

Sorry for yesterday sms sy wrong. Maybe you feel disturbed. There is no harm in adding new friends.

Still don't want to reply. I told this to Disa. But the answer confused me. He advised to be careful with abusive texts. It could be a prankster or someone who doesn't like me. But it could also be that the person is honest and wants to make friends. Yes, actually it is not a problem to add new friends, just happy. The problem is that every time you get a new number, you just look for a girlfriend. Just a few days smsan has asked have a girlfriend or not? If I said no, they would ask for a meeting. If he thinks it's appropriate, then ask to be a girlfriend. But if it doesn't go their way, it suddenly disappears. This is what makes me not like with new friends from the stray text. I just want to add a friend, not intending to look for a boyfriend. I never wanted to date in the past. For me dating will only limit the freedom that has been going well. Can't do this, can't do that. Nor is it free to hang out with anyone. But it is undeniable that I also have a sense of love for someone. Sometimes love overcomes principle. When you see friends who are busy dating, trading and spoiling with lovers, sometimes feel jealous and want to have a boyfriend too. I always try to hide that feeling. Until when. Apart from the daydreams, I tried to get acquainted with him.

Maf dr kmaren gak bls sms. Not py plsa.

Intentionally lying.

Yes, not papa. Sy Kira angry & not mo acquaintance.

First sms it km on purpose huh? Actually can nmrku dr spa? Hrp km mw jjr.Jk km mang org good.

Ah lie. I intentionally made up a story. Because now there is a disaster it continues to be used as an excuse.

Nook. Bnr. Sy dah jjr's. Sy bnr2 slh. HP wkt plang dr. Nmrnya Mas Yega sm dg nmr km. Cm different no blakangya.

Reason.

Is correct. Sy sdh jjr sdh. I have to how lg let km want to believe?

If you want to be honest. I just believed.

What else should jjr??? From yesterday I was honest.

Whatever!!!

I'm sorry that I was wrong and always lied to you. But I've been trying to be honest. If you don't want to get acquainted it's okay. Sorry if it has been disturbing all along.

Suddenly limp, read a long text without being abbreviated. Looks like he's serious. I feel guilty saying rude to him. Maybe he was honest. Why not try to trust him? At least try first. If he had other intentions, I could have stopped texting him, right?

Yes I believe.

I returned the text.

Thanks yeah. If you know whose name you are?

Difa.

I'm Sanu.

Since then, he has been texting almost every day. But rarely do I reply, more often after reading it immediately deleted or not I open at all sms it, just glance at the notification. I honestly still don't trust him. The heart always tells him that he is lying. I told a close friend. Sometimes Mega or Disa who reply to Sanu sms. But I banned it for a long time. Sms they make Sanu think that I want to get to know him more closely. I also told Sanu that the one who texted them. I lied, said I rarely hold HP. More often held by friends. It turns out that Sanu is not angry, he is actually happy because he can get to know me better through people who text back. I became upset because of this incident.

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