Jasmine Heart Red

introductions

the afternoon sky began to darken, as usual home from work Sarah immediately took a shower, changed clothes and lay down after tired of standing on the trans bus jakarta which is always crowded at the time of returning home office, he said, it is quite tiring to stand from harmony stations to kalideres.

suddenly ring tone hp heard from his phone that was placed on the table, seen on the screen hp new number, hesitant.

"assalamualaikum.." he said slowly.

"waalaikumsalam" said a voice across there, a voice of a man2 that sounded a little crisp

"who's sorry??" ask her curiously

"ami" she answered briefly

"who am I?, I don't have a theme whose name is ami" he answered a little ketus, because sarah tau outside there many men2 idle who use the mode "wrong number" just for fun.

"yes, I'm not your friend, but if you want to be your friend?" ask her with a familiar question,

sarah is silent, it's just a man2 prank.

"sorry, I have no interest" he replied quickly while directly turning off the phone.

actually, this is not the first time there is a new no who says misconnect and tip2 ngajak acquaintance, there was once also someone who called and they chat at length, well, friendly, friendly, ngajak kemencuan and classic indeed. after the appointment of men2 it disappeared.

maybe after the meeting he was disappointed because sarah is not a woman as imagined who has a tall slender posture all the way, because,

her body is less tall with 60s bb that makes her body look a little fat, her face is also not a beautiful face woman, the remaining 2 pimples that are always present in adolescence leave scars that make his face not good looking, so he is 27 but he is still single, and every day he spent just going to work in the morning and coming home almost maghrib, going to the room and resting.

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friday, the last day of work because every Saturday is off, today comes home early because the boss mom has a meeting, 3 o'clock has gone home, home, after bathing as usual sarah is always comfortable in the room, again engrossed in music suddenly hp ringing, on the screen hp turned out to be the number yesterday, sarah diemin...

die alone, sound again, die again, sound again...

annoyed, he finally picked up as well

"assalamualaikum buuu.." greet the voice over there with a crisp voice without guilt.

"waalaikumsalam, do you want siii?

" acquaintance" answered

"but I don't want to meet you!!"

"liar..., lie to sin loh ma'am"

"what do you mean you're lying?"

"your name is who I am, and I answered my name, but you died before you called your name,

you know me but I don't know you yet"

what the hell is this guy, think it.

"my name is udin." replied sarah of origin.

the man laughed a little

"where there's a woman named udin buuu..."

"likes me dong"

"don't be fierce dong being a woman, I'm not a criminal anyway"

"who are you from?" ask without regard to the man's words.

"just cry, shuffle the numbers, pray that the girl numbers, uh really"

"trus if your girl's number is what?"

"yes you want acquaintance, I'm lucky dong, it turns out that it's really no girl. yes, even though her name is udin" she replied funny, sarah sepet a small smile, fortunately she did not see on the other side.

"hmmmm... trus???

"what area do you live in?, honest answer yes don't lie anymore"

"who's lying?

"pake nanya again, yes you are, where maybe your name udin hahaha.." crisp laughter like new crackers in fried.

"in the area of kalideres" answered sarah honestly

"where do you live?" sarah asked back

"bintaro"

"oooo.." his mouth was round.

"what year is birth? ask him again

"is it important?, is it like an officer of the village"

"yes, if I know his age is better, if older I can call brother, if younger I can call baby"

" regular modusin girl2 huh bang??"

"hahaha, no, we should love the younger ones"

"i'm 27 years old..."

"masaaaaa???" the answer was surprised

"then, I'm not a liar"

"excuse me, I mean, I can do the same, I'm 27 years old"

"really buuu, you work? ato's still in college? is it marriage?" ask her to investigate

sarah was silent

"kok silence?" ask her again.

"work"

"where do you work?"

"shop for technical equipment glodok area"

"ooohhhh that"

"kalo you?" ask sarah back

"i opened a boys' clothing store"

"owh owner, means I call her boss dong?"

"haha..ngga is, just a small shop,....have you married?" ask her

"why is that?" sarah asked back

"yeah, nothing, just mastiin aja, fear his wife people will not feel good, ntar I in datengin again the same husband"

"hahaha.." replace the laughing sarah

"quietly, still free"

"means blom is bound?

"who?"

"you are, the time of the mother,"

"some tied up goats"

"sorry if I'm disturbed, I'm not a bad person really, just looking for a chat"

"doesn't have a temen bang?"

"there is, but I'm a guy all, different dong chat hehe.." replied his crybaby.

"the shop is quiet again, huh?

"kok you know?

" out of the minute I'm talking on the phone, no one's buying"

" who says I'm in the store again, I'm home, today the store closed early, I asked for antherin conduit ntar out of maghrib"

"wih the filial son..."

" my mother is single parent, my father has separated from my little mother, I'm just the same as me, but she's married and at home there's only me with the mother" the story without Sarah asking

"ooohhh..."

"yes.., uh yes, I want to take a shower to get ready between mothers"

"ooohhh ok"

"thank you, I want to talk to you"

"sarah.my name is sarah" Sarah finally told me her real name.

"ooooh stands for sarahudin??" I was joking, Sarah smiled

"just not sarah"

"ok, ready, ma'am sarah,...besok2 can I call again??"

"maybe, the important thing is not in working hours"

"no, I promise I'll call you back home, and make sure you don't interrupt your break"

"okay..."

"well, yes sar.assalamualaikum" he ended his conversation

"waalaikumsalam" replied sarah with a small smile

"have died!" the man still hasn't turned off his phone

"you called, you dong matiin"

"yes, yes, yes, see u"

"see u"

call off, sarah smiled, somehow her heart felt good to talk to ami, the man she just knew, I don't know she sounded honest and sincere, but sarah tepis mind it, "don't be so confident Sarah" her inner self reminded herself

he did not want to think too far, maybe this factor menjomblo many years so once there are men approaching and chat directly feel there in the garden of the archipelago flowers.

sarah put her phone back on the table after before she kept her hp number on her cell phone.

seriated

note: hi...reader, this is the first time I learned the story, I hope you like and please support her 😊