Missed Call Artinya Novels & Stories

"Missed me?" Sighing softly, I take my phone up. The same private number has called more than twenty times. A frown creases my brow. Could it be a client from the gallery? I try to imagine who it is but come up blank. It cost a lot, but I made sure to settle everyone who was affected by the botched exhibition. The number calls again. I pick it up. "Seraphina is missing." The deep, familiar voice on the other end says the moment I get out a small 'hello'

A surprised smile spread across my face as I surveyed the happy chaos. Reaching for my phone, which had been patiently charging on the counter, I noticed a string of missed calls from Brian. A sliver of curiosity snaked through me. His voice message chimed in – something about meeting up today or tomorrow, depending on our schedules. I replayed the message, my fingers drumming a silent rhythm on the counter.

I felt really bad that I had missed all his calls earlier. I immediately started to explain and apologise for missing his call. I'm so sorry I missed all of your calls earlier. I had been downstairs with the ladies and I forgot that I had left my phone upstairs. I only just remembered it now and I came to get my phone from the room only to find out that you had called me several times. I'm so sorry for this. Forgive me, please. I said all this very fast without giving him any chance to say anything. “ It's okay, Isabella was what he said after I stopped talking”

Biasanya juga akan baikan sendiri. "Nomor yang anda tuju tidak dapat dihubungi. Tolong periksa kembali nomor tujuan anda." Nadine meletakkan ponsel di nakas, lalu berbaring di kasur. Dia kembali tersenyum saat membayangkan kejadian tadi siang di rumah sakit. Janu memang belum menyatakan cinta, walaupun sinyal itu ada. Semua terasa indah sampai seorang wanita masuk dan memergoki mereka yang sedang bermesraan. Wanita itu memakai jas dokter dan mencari seseorang, yang dicurigai Nadine adalah Janu.

The real mistake came after: reaching for my phone before a drop of water, before I’d even stumbled to the kitchen. Forty-one missed calls. The number glared back at me, impossible to process. I scrolled through them with fingers that felt numb, as if they belonged to someone else. Nadia had called twelve times, then vanished. She left no voicemails, too, which somehow felt worse. It was just a silent stack of missed chances, each one hinting at a crisis I couldn’t yet name.

he said still not happy am calling William "Okay, let me call him, he is gonna get you bail right away, I will be right back" I said and wanted to leave but he called my attention back "Wait Mia, did my business manager call you?" He asked "No" I replied not remembering answering anyone like that "was he supposed to?" I asked "Yes, he was supposed to" he said. I looked at my call log and saw a missed call from an unsaved number and thought it might be him, I called out the last four digits and Liam confirmed it's his business manager's number

Cause believe me, I do not want a repeat of last time when I dreamt of that douchebag! My prayers were answered though. Thank heavens! But what I did not expect or rather prayed for was me waking up to series upon series of phone calls blasting in my ears! All because one, beyond annoying individual didn’t seem to understand the simple rule of calling a person twice and letting it be! “What the hell?” I gawked at my phone. The sharp screen nearly blinding with the, “23 missed calls??” And from who? Take a guess “Serena Evangeline Beckett, pick up your phone and stop trying to ignore me!” her latest voice message sounded in the air.

Alice had just told me that I received no calls while my phone was in her room. Doubt gnaws at me as I ponder the discrepancy. I quickly check my call logs, confirming that indeed there were no missed calls. Why would Hannah ask me to call her back if she hadn't called first? Something doesn't add up, and I find myself caught in a web of uncertainty, unsure of who is telling the truth. With a heavy sigh, I tuck my phone away, resolved to find the truth another day.

The voice asked cutting off rudely and she scoffed annoyed. 📲Is that how you talk to your fiance who you had not heard from for a long time" the girl said annoyed and to her surprise the person from the other side burst out laughing. 📲Fiance?, Is that why you are calling?, Just so you know I have being so happy not hearing from you. Now get out of my phone and don't ever call again" the person yelled hanging out before she could say another word. "Argh" she yelled throwing her phone outside the car window.

I furrowed my brows in unrest, taking two fingers in my hair. Again, I looked through my call logs and noticed a missed call for Tracy, three missed calls. Three weeks after I left, Tracy didn't send one text. Now, Tim was picking up, and she called me thrice? Shit! I called her back and tapped my fingers on the sink, getting impatient. Finally, the receiver clicked, I was eager to hear her voice, it would be the only certainty I had that she was alright. I parted my lips about to offer a greeted when she pronounced;