I'm Tired, Love Me

Cell phones

I woke up at 09:10 because of the ringing of my cell phone that signaled an incoming call.

By code +62 21.. .. .. ..,

“Hallo” I received the call and wiped the rest of the saliva on the corner of my lips.

“Good morning, with mom Rheyna?”

“Iya I'm Rheyna”

“Include mom, I am Audi representative from PT. GFE”

“Owh yes mbak, anything I can help ya mbak?” I still don't fully realize who called me.

“Yesterday mom got an email from our company huh ma'am? Race announcement.” I woke up and looked back at the number on my phone screen.

“Owh yes mbak, I have read the email. Last night there was also a call from Germany mbak, informing me that I won the design race.”

“Iya ma'am, once again we congratulate.”

“Thanks mbak.”

“What tomorrow afternoon mom can come at our branch office in Jakarta ya ma'am? To sign multiple files, and fill in data.”

“Can mbak, tomorrow what time is mbak?”

“Tap at one o'clock in the afternoon ma'am, for the address I will send you by email ya ma'am, along with the plane ticket. Later at the airport there will be a pick up mom, and deliver to our office.”

“Good ma'am, I wait for his email then.”

“Tomorrow mom will spend the night in jakarta or will directly return to Surabaya bu? So that I can all buy the tickets?”

“Emmm can I spend one night in Jakarta mbak? Because I'm going to meet my best friends there.” While diving drink water all at once, I thought.

“Oh can be ma'am, we will arrange for lodging all.”

“Oh the inn does not need to mbak, I can stay at my friend's place.” I tried to reject the offer.

“Sorry mom, but this is already a facility from our company.”

“Oh well if so mbak, imaksih ya mbak.” My words are friendly.

“Sama-sama. Well ma'am, I'll send you an email later. Good morning bu Rheyna, thanks for the time.”

“Sama-sama mbak, good morning.” I'm waiting for that woman named Audi to hang up.

After the phone call ended, I went out of the room and looked for Sari's mom. It turned out that Mbak Sari was cleaning the swimming pool of fallen leaves, with a net.

“Mbak Sariiiii.” I ran to hug Mbak Sari.

“Wah seneng bang morn gini non?” Mbak Sari still netted some leaves left behind.

“My token to Jakarta mbak, want to sign the files that I won the race. Sari ma'am don't pa pa pa I live alone? The day after tomorrow I can just go home. Want to stop by Retno all.” I said spoiledly.

“What a non, take care of yourself non” mbak Sari stroked my hand, and I nodded.

Byurrrs, byurr,

I pulled Sari until we were in the pool together, and I laughed followed by Sari's laughter.

“Ya Allah non this fad really yes.” Sari's mother threw the pool water at me.

“Let us both relax swimming mbak, time mbak Sari just clean the pool, never participate in enjoying.”

“Luck my small time used to swim times non, otherwise would have sunk me.” We laughed together.

After I finished swimming, I took a shower and changed my clothes. Breakfast was served at the dining table, there was a lontong noodle that was cooked Sari this morning.

“Mbak let's go to the bike shop, so mbak Sari can shop when I stay tomorrow.” I put the lontong in my mouth.

“Come non, non want all looking for motor?” Sari's mother came to eat with me.

“The plan is so mbak, want to find a phone also mbak, mine has to be replaced mbak, the screen is cracked everywhere.”

“Oke non, I accompany non today”

We ate quietly, and the house bell surprised me.

Ting tong's.. Ting tong's..

“Let me who open non” mbak Sari get up from the dining table and open the door of the house.

Sari ma'am came in with a paperbag.

“Non no shipment for non, ojek send. I asked who the sender was but the person did not know he said non, just said the person was at the entrance of the housing.” The paperbag was placed on the dining table next to me.

“Who are you from mbak?” I was wondering and twirling the paperbag.

“What is it about? What is mbak?” bomb I put the paperbag back away.

“You want me to open non?” Sister Sari came back to me, after putting a dirty plate in the sink.

“I just mbak, it is for me if it is really a bomb, mbak Sari can get dong.” Sari just smiled in response to my words.

There is a black box not too big, like a cell phone box. I opened it, there was a letter inside.

“I will no longer bother you, please accept this last gift of mine dear, I know your phone is broken because I contacted you back then. Accept it as an apology I have dared to love you.

^^^With love,^^^

^^^Arlo Yudhistira.”^^^

“From mas Arlo mbak.” I told Mbak Sari who sent the package.

“Kok know this house yes non?”

“I forgot tau mbak Sari, my car turned out to be fitted with GPS mbak, and surely it was Mas Arlo who installed it. Proof he can send this.” I pointed at the phone I was holding.

“Lho to install GPS all non?” I'm nodding.

“He's too obsessed mbak.” I closed the box with the phone.

I took my phone and typed a message there, sent it to Steve. I told Steve that Arlo sent me a cell phone.

“There will soon be someone there, give the phone to that person, let that person return it to Arlo, do not turn it on, do not enter your card there.” Fill in Steve's message.

“Mbak, later if anyone is looking for me, Steve's man, please this phone is packed into him mbak, I want to prepare the equipment to go to Jakarta tomorrow morning.”

“Iya non.”

1 Hour later Sari knocked on my room door.

“Non, this is Mr. Steve nitip's man for non.” Mbak Sari handed over a paperbag that is almost the same as the ipad paperbag yesterday.

The same phone as I received from Arlo, the difference is that this phone is still sealed in plastic, there is no mail in it.

“Wear that phone, you need it, don't return it, the phone is new and I didn't put a tracking device there, don't worry.” Steve sent me a message.

I tried to call Steve, but he didn't pick him up, maybe he was busy.

“Mbak Sari let's go find a bike now, let's not kesorean.” I'm getting ready to go with Mbak Sari.

Steve's cell phone I've been using, replacing my phone that was not worth it. I intend to replace it when I get paid for my design.

Sari and I went online, from the bicycle sales center, we moved to the motorcycle dealer, my plan to buy a used motorcycle was not so, so, and switch to buying a new and affordable matic motor. After finishing buying the main destination, I invited Sari to stop by a restaurant in the field.

While eating together with mbak Sari, I was surprised by the voice of a woman who greeted me,

“Rheyna, how are you?” I looked towards that voice.

“Eh mbak Lila, same as mbak?” I stopped eating.

“It's the same mas Arlo same kids.” Madam Lila pointed towards the table not far from me.

“Oh yes mbak.” I replied clumsyly as my gaze met with Mas Arlo.

“You two?” Ask Lila

“Iya mbak, out of sightseeing for a while earlier” I smiled kindly to mbak Lila.

“Ow yes already if so, continue eating Rhey, I went back to the children first.” I nodded at Lila's words.

After I finished eating, I walked to the sink to wash my hands. The sink is at the end, behind the table where visitors eat, covered by a wall.

“Why did you return the phone?” I was shocked and stared at the glass in front of me.

“Sorry, my girlfriend has changed my phone, just like you did.” I continued washing my hands.

“You really rejected me Rhey?” Arlo pulled my hand.

“Let go of my hand mas” I pulled my hand that was tightly gripped by it.

“Why Rhey? Why did you reject me? Is it because of Lila? I'll leave him Rhey.” In a frustrated tone he forced me.

“Because I don't love you mas.” I pulled my hands rough and left them.

“Come on, have you finished?” I took Mbak Sari home, without saying goodbye to Mbak Lila, I went to the cashier and paid for my food and mbak Sari. Leaving the restaurant.

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