
A week already Dara & Faozan dating.so far their relationship is certainly still going sweet..
That day kira² at 10:30 minutes wib. which means at 11:30 WITA. Dara's phone rang..
" Tumben nich people call at this hour.has he come home from work.." murmured Dara himself.. which means that the time at Faozan's place is already at 14 and above, because there is a difference of one hour between Dara and Faozan..
Dara immediately pressed the green button to receive the call..
Tare..
" Hello Asalamualaikum.. " Dara started talking first..
Faozan..
" Waalaikum darling.." Dara laughed when she heard it..
Tare..
" Hsstt. greetings should not be in mainin. let's answer correctly.. " Dara reprimands Faozan..
Faozan..
" Oh yeah sorry sorry.all right.. Waalaikum dear warahmatullahi wabara kangeen.. is that the truth.." Faozan tease while laughing softly..
Tare..
" Iiih... neither does x. come on right. sin know.." again² Dara reprimanded.
Faozan..
" Okay. waalaikum sallam wr.."
Tare..
" Now donk.."
Faozan..
" what are you, baby??.." Faozan asked directly..
Tare..
" Sit down.. Are you alone??..". Dara asked back..
Foazans..
" Just finished the shower.."
Tare..
" Eem... oh yes tumben hour this time already call emang you do not work??.."
Faozan..
" This work just came home. After I got home I immediately took a shower and kept calling you.."
Tare..
" So.. usual her home late afternoon..but today why go home quickly.. is there a problem??.." Dara asked that because it was unusual that Faozan had come home..
Faozan works in barber shoop..
Faozan..
" No what² kok.. only again deserted. so I permission to go home. anyways I miss talking to you.."
Tare..
" Began dech her dreadlocks." said Dara smiling..
Faozan..
" Who is a dreadful person.I speak ill of it. If you can't miss it already.." Faozan spoke in a half-sweet tone..
Tare..
" Something's bad.." Dara even teased him..
Faozan..
Tare..
" Kidding though.. Oh yes.. sorry well if arrived² later his call was interrupted because my quota is dying.."
Faozan..
" Oh. yes what²..sorry also because I have not been able to buy quota for you. about him I have not paid.."
Tare..
" Eh. even though you have payday se x. you do not need to fill me quota. I can buy my own. even though I do not work. if you have money.. mending in the gunain for your needs.." Dara refused because she knew Faozan's life was not easy..
Faozan..
" Good ma'am ustadzah." she replied half jokingly.. Dara laughed softly at hearing her..
tuutt..
The call was interrupted as Dara's quota ran out..
Yes have a true quota² does not support..
After that Dara put her phone back and headed to the middle room of her house to meet the mother.of course want to ask for money to fill the quota..
" Mommy, there's no money.." Dara immediately asked as she was near the mother..
" How much???." asked his mother..
" 60 thousand. because I want to charge a pulse of 50 thousand. will cost 55 thousand.."
Her mother Dara smiled faintly hearing her daughter's words, then she took her wallet and gave Dara money..
" Thank you Mom.." said Dara happily, while hugging the Mother. "yes ma'am I bought the pulse first.." Dara emang never fill quota he always buy pulses then exchange quotas..
Dara came back to the room to pick up her phone.just arrived at her room..
Dara saw who called x it. & again² it from Faozan. x that he called through a regular call did not pass WA as before..
Faozan
"Hallo Asalamualaikum.." x that's Faozan who speaks first..
Tare..
" Greetings waalaikum.."
Faozan..
" I'm calling through a regular call is not what² right." asked Faozan.
Tare.
" Yes not what²..emang again many more tah tah sampe phone via xl to telkomsel.nya usually quite expensive.."
Faozan..
" A lot of pulses anyway not. I only fill five 5 thousand. out of it I want to talk to you. but your quota runs out. so yes want me to call usual.."
For a few seconds Dara was silent.. Faozan is willing to buy pulses..
Faozan..
" Why silence??." he asked because there was no response from Dara..
Tare.
" It's okay² really.. I just don't feel good.."
Faozan..
" It's not good why the hell.it's not what² right this my own will no one maksa. anyways if for you what the hell I won't do.. as long as I can.."
Tare..
" Thank you, you're the best.."
That's how they talked at length that day, laughing and joking..