i was walking as fast as i could for a 8.o0 am class when my phone rings.
unknown: hello?
bell: hello?
unknown: is this bell?
bell: hello?
unknown: is this bell?
bell: (oh no, is this him? using yet another different number?)huh? bell who? i can't hear you! sorry!
unknown: wait, wait!
unknown: wait, wait!
i put down my phone. then i received an sms from the same number,
"salam. bell, klas islamic financial management kat mana ye?"
then i gasped. oh darn it, it's my classmate! and quickly i replied
"KK13. um, sape ni ye?"
no reply came back. but nevermind, i'm already in class.
then my friend, mrK came in with exhaustion showing in his face. he took a seat next to me and made me feel so guilty by asking,
then my friend, mrK came in with exhaustion showing in his face. he took a seat next to me and made me feel so guilty by asking,
"bell, why didn't you answer the phone? i was searching the whole lecture hall building just to find this place."
so i said, "ohmygosh, that was your number? see, serves you right! you should've told me who you were. besides, the line wasn't clear in the outside."
so i said, "ohmygosh, that was your number? see, serves you right! you should've told me who you were. besides, the line wasn't clear in the outside."
hah. me and my lame excuse.
dear mrK, sorry i didn't pick up your call. just me being paranoid because of him.
dear mrK, sorry i didn't pick up your call. just me being paranoid because of him.
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