Missed Call Artinya Novels & Stories

The time I was about to get out of the car, my eyes went to my cell phone one last time which I completely forgot. I took it and saw 44 Missed calls + 57 mesg ~ Eric 52 Missed calls + 21voicemails~ Mom 55 Missed calls + 34 Mesg~ Dad 32 Missed calls +... Messages from Carlos and Daniel Scared would be an understatement. I was much more than that. "Everything alright?"Arthur asked me in a worrisome voice. "Huh. Everything is fine," I replied and moved. We moved inside, fortunately, nobody noticed me. I moved directly to Eric's cabin. But it was empty, nobody was there.

Chapter 74 Missy was closing up on the location sent to her when her phone began ringing, it was a call from a stranger with no caller ID. She slowed down her driving pace picking the phone up as she slid on the screen answering the call. With one hand handling the steering wheel, the other held the phone against her hair as she spoke into the speaker, “Hello, who are you?” She asked out loud to the phone. “I-…. This- …. Is….” The male voice speaking was unclear and it might be due to the unstable phone connection.

Suddenly, the events of last night came rushing back like a tidal wave— The bar. The tequila. The vomit. Nate’s voice. And finally—black. I shot out of bed, nearly stumbling as my feet hit the ground too fast. I scrambled for my phone on the floor, heart hammering inside my chest like a warning siren. The screen lit up. 13 missed calls – Greta 4 missed calls – Natalie And then— My heart plummeted. 37 missed calls – Mr. Blackwood. Thirty-seven. Now it all made sense.

he asked nonchalantly as he folded his arm while still listening. “No you don't understand, it's unlike them to call more than three times especially my mother, she'd always say that it's a waste of time to call someone more than three times, especially after they don't pick after the third ring, I said as I tried to convince him. “Are you sure it wasn't your baby brother who called you by mistake”. “A mistake is maybe three to four times but up to thirty missed calls, do you still think it's a mistake”, I said as I slightly turned my head to the side and gently squeezed my mouth questioning his judgement.

As soon as I emerged from the meeting, Beta Luke approached me once again, handing over my phone. Unlocking it, I discovered that I had missed numerous calls during the meeting, adding an element of urgency to the situation. "30 missed calls?" At this point, I was bothered. Ava would never call me that way. "Did you pick up this call?" I interrogated, my gaze swiftly shifting to Beta Luke. "No... I didn't, Alpha Reynolds!" He stuttered as he explained to me. Just then, a sense of urgency coursed through my veins as I called the number again and placed the phone to my ear. The need for a swift response heightened the tension in the air.

Isla I was not supposed to miss calls that mattered but that afternoon, I did. My phone had died halfway through a client meeting, and by the time it flickered back to life, three missed calls and two messages from Sophie’s kindergarten waited for me. My stomach sank as I read the first line. “Everything’s fine now, Mrs. Hart, but there was a small incident today…”

I was not ready for it. Not tonight. The phone kept ringing. Then it stopped. A second later I got a message that said "Missed Calls.” I took a breath and put my phone back in my pocket, walked out, and headed back to a hotel.

He chuckled. I leaned back against my seat and threw my head back. “That's good” I muttered as I fished my phone out to notice several missed calls from Kent mostly apologizing for not making it to the exhibition. “I'm so sorry, something came up, I swear I'll make it up to you, I couldn't call you to inform you” The first text read. “Please call me when you get home, I'm getting worried, should I drop by the house?” Another text.

I checked and saw that it was Maya and I rolled my eyes in irritation. You should at least call twice and then wait for the person to call you back, not blow off their phones. I held it, trying to make up my mind if I should find something to wear or wait for him to return and luckily for me the call ended and turned into a missed call notification. The notification popped under a new mail that had my eyes widening in shock and disappointment.

It had my phone in it and even when I decided to ignore the missed calls they kept staring at me in disbelief. Donovan gave me fifty missed calls! Still, I dialed Mirable’s number and announced. “It’s time to party!”