Nada Ponsel Novels & Stories

I shook my head one after the other, why did he want me to take and use his cellphone. "Mom and Dad will wonder where I got that and then it's very expensive..." I know that's the cellphone that Kia, Clara and Xhea often talk about. What is it called? My bitten apple design behind him. Wait, I know this brand on the tip of my tongue, eh. Aha! I know Apple! And it looks like this is the latest model because it has three big cameras on the back. "Tell them I'll give it to you." "Kenzo, you won't understand... that's too expensive and then they'll wonder why you gave me a cellphone."

"Why didn't you ask him?" "I don't know how. I don't even have his number." Out of the four candidates, Kai was the only one who had no cell phone. He said he never liked it and it was just a waste of money. "He's old school. We're in the modern era. Everyone has a cell phone but he hates it." She pouted. Nilenia laughed. "You also hate the modern technology, right? You said we are not Tellurians." She didn't answer because Nilenia was right. She rarely used her phone because they could still communicate using a mind link. Having a phone was useless for them.

NAKAILANG pukpok na si Yesha sa cellphone niya pero mas lalo lang itong dumidilim. "Arghhh, letse!" halos itapon na niya ito sa inis. Kanina pa kasi niya ito hindi magamit ng maayos. At dalawang oras na lang ang mayroon siya bago magsimula ang orientation nila. Hindi siya pwedeng mawala roon.

“Okay, I am on my way. I will stop by your place and pack you a bag. I’ll see you in a few, sweets.” Pandora hit the end call button and hesitated as her finger hovered over her father’s phone number. She didn’t want him worrying about her when she would be just fine. But she also wanted him to know… he was her father. She bit the bullet and pressed the dial button. “You’ve called Walter Leonard,” Nina said cheerfully. She had obviously not seen the caller ID before picking up. “Hi, Nina. Is Dad around?” Pandora asked. “He went out with a couple of friends today and forgot his phone at home.”

I don't have any money, I don't even have my cell phone to call Lisa or someone I know I looked to the side and started walking, I came to a woman selling Peanuts "Sister, it's a good price here, it's only 70 pesos for a bag, it's worth it" He offered me and showed me a bag of peanuts I smiled at him "sister, can I borrow a cellphone, when--" I hadn't finished what I was going to say when he started me "Oh sister, I already know that those are the techniques you use on others, you can't fool me" He said and pushed me away "I really need to call my friend, sister, I don't have a cell phone with me," I explained, but he just rolled his eyes at me.

The man couldn't take a second without checking his phone to see if he had any updates. "Yes. Work. Free." He robotically said as he fished his phone out of his pocket and switched the power off to prove that he was serious. Kelsey still didn't believe him because she knew he probably brought a laptop with him in his luggage. "Okay." Mason sighed defeatedly. "I promise I will do my best. I also told Nina to only contact me if it's a really urgent call or an emergency."

He doesn't care about me. "Don't want to call Gerald?" I smiled again, a smile full of fakes. We're in the car. "Rara didn't bring a cellphone?" "Rara doesn't have a cellphone." "Dear. Nowadays, newborn children already have a cellphone. Mobile is a necessity. You need a cellphone. Moreover, something happens during this vulnerable period. Now is the vulnerable period." I'm just silent, listening to the oma lecture. While stroking my stomach. I no longer think about cell phones. My focus is only on the development of Kelsea. Soon she will breathe the earth's air.

Inside was a small cell phone and charger. The small stall melted around me as tears blurred my vision. During the months Nox and I had dated, he'd showered me with many gifts, but nothing filled me with the joy and relief of the small disposable phone. I couldn't call now. It wasn't safe. But I would—I could. I finally could.

He didn't text her. Celestine pulled a cold face and went downstairs. She took head chair where Damien sits and greeted Brad without any expression. "Did Damien contacted you?" Celestine sipped her chocolate milk and asked with an indifferent expression. "No. He might be back by evening." Brad said munching on his sandwich. Celestine was about to open her mouth when her phone rang and an unfamiliar string of numbers displayed on screen. She did not think much and picked it up. "Hello!" Celestine spoke.

"I'm Preston Chamberlain. Who gave you the right to speak nonsense about my wife?" Not far away, a tall, commanding figure began walking toward us. The person I'd been waiting for had finally shown up. Behind Preston were two bodyguards in black suits and a man carrying a briefcase. Preston approached and asked quietly, "Why couldn't I reach you by phone? I thought something had happened, so I rushed over as soon as I got off the plane." I held up my phone. Its screen was split in two.