Novel & Cerita Call Me Maybe Saya

I let out a quiet, almost disbelieving laugh. “You have got to be kidding me.” “What is it?” my mother asks. I hold up the phone slightly. “It’s her.” Gesare’s expression hardens instantly. “Answer it,” she says quietly. I don’t hesitate, I swipe to pick up the call, my tone completely controlled when I speak. “Hello?” “Kumba!” Moraa’s voice comes through bright, light exactly how she always sounds. “Hey, where are you?” I glance at Gesare briefly before answering.

Suddenly my phone buzzed twice I ran towards the kitchen island and grabbed my phone facing down. It was a message from Caleb “Hey, I was wondering if you would be free Saturday night, there's a really nice sushi restaurant I've been dying to try and I'm wondering if you would want to come with me” I could hear my heart beating aggressively Was it inviting me on a date, ohh no Maya it can't be a date. I'm probably the only person or friend he has right now and he probably doesn't want to go alone.

Maryam stirred her drink with the spoon in her hand, casually. They ended the topic there and left the place as soon as they ate their lunch. Cornelia called her driver and she was the first one to leave. Maryam looked at her phone and wondered if Abdullah would be at home. As if on cue, her phone started ringing and she recognized it as the Saleh Manor's telephone number. She frowned as she picked it and brought it to her ear. "Hello?" she asked. A nervous and cute voice replied from the other end, making her frown vanish and a smile appeared on her face. "Hello, Ma'am?"

However, finding out about this issue of theirs gave me an idea to slowly trigger Max's Pride. So I took my phone and called Miles. "Hey, Miles! Are you busy?" The sound of heavy breathing was heard from across the phone while Miles was still not able to answer back. "Miles? Are you there?" I called out again for him. "Oh! Amaya, God I'm sorry I forgot that I answered this call. Umm... What's up?" Indeed he answered already but this time, I was trying to hear more from his background. "Amaya? Still there?- Aw! What the-?! Amaya?" He sounded like he was with someone though and it's making me curious.

he asked, watching me through the rearview mirror. “Please call me Sussay,” I said with a small wave. “I couldn’t possibly do that—” “It’s fine,” I insisted. “Just call me Sussay.” “As you wish… ma'am,” he accepted reluctantly. “Good,” I declared. “Take me home.” The drive back home was quiet but for my thoughts. I was mad and embarrassed at the same time. Mad that he tried to act away that night. But then again… I tried to kiss a married man.

"I won't." I walk out after requesting lasagna with mashed potatoes and baked chicken for dinner. Making my way out onto the porch, my phone starts ringing, startling me in the process. The caller ID shows Dave calling, one of Malias' friends. "Taylor here," I answered, picking up. "Where are you, chicka?"

"Last night you called him from my number. There must be a situation that he even tried to reach me too. Call him." "Ohh. I almost forgot." "Hello? Ma'am?" Ray hurriedly spoke. "....huh? Yes." Kiara came out of her stupor. "What happened? Why were you calling me?" "I am sorry. I didn't wanted to disturb you, but we just got a contract or should I say gift from SM." "SM?" Kiara confusedly yawned before continuing. "Which SM?"

The Caller ID named Mr Inman. “Hello” I replied immediately I picked up the phone. “ Selena, sorry to disturb your free day but something came up, I got a call from a client who said he needed you as his model” “Me?” I asked “ Yes, he said he saw you at the Cyber Connection gala and wants you to be his model,” he replied. “I would have gone instead to talk things with him but I am busy right now with Mr Santos, you know what I mean!” “ Yeah I do, but is Mr Santos okay with it?”

Amelia's POV Of course I believed him. I rushed back home so fast and just waited on my bed, dying for his call. I hated this terrible relapse after convincing myself that I was done with him. Finally he called. “Home, Princess?” His voice was the perfect stimulator. “Yes. My room.” I responded ever so eagerly. “On your bed like a good girl? Door locked?” Fuck. I put the phone to my ear and it felt like he was making love to it through the phone, speaking to me in such a way.

I open it to check and I notice it is an unknown number calling. Whenever I see numbers like this the first thing that comes to my mind is “Maybe Unwana is trying to reach me” she calls me using a staff’s phone or her friend parent’s phone maybe to say hi or to ask for money or provision. Or it can be an emergency. She is one reason why I can never change my SIM card or off my phone cause that is the only number she knows and her call can come at any time.