Nada Ponsel Novels & Stories

"That's right. What else do you know other than studying? Nothing. Do you know anything about League of Legends and PUBG?" "He knows nothing. He’s probably the only person in our school who doesn't have a cell phone. He doesn't even have one of those old cell phones that can only make phone calls. Do you think he’d know all that? All he knows is to snitch on us and tell the teacher that we’re playing games on our phones during class!"

Please let that have been a dream. Slowly — cautiously — she reached for her phone. Her fingers hovered above the screen. If the call log wasn’t there, she would never drink again. She unlocked it. Recent Calls. Unknown Number. 12 minutes. Her heart started beating louder. She tapped it, half expecting more. There wasn’t. No follow-up call. No messages. No missed attempts. Nothing. The absence sat heavier than anything else could have. If he was weird, wouldn’t he have texted? If he was curious, wouldn’t he have tried again?

"From his words. The person forbade us to be close to you." This time it was Naira's turn to speak. I couldn't believe he would say that. Given our current situation, I guess that is an exception. "That means someone else. I wonder who. Anyway please give me your cellphone." Dzrilla gave the cell phone to Neron. “Can I borrow your cellphone until tomorrow? I will track down the owner of this number." My eyes immediately sparkled. Neron is a student of the Information and Communication Technology Faculty who is engaged in IT. Tracking is his specialty.

asked Ruslan anxiously. "From the mini market in front, Uncle. What's wrong?" Vesa asked calmly. "Why didn't you bring your cell phone? What if something happened?" Ruslan asked. Vesa put on a sorry face, "Ah, that. Sorry Uncle, I forgot to bring it." Ruslan sighed and then turned to Derrick White, "Young Master White, why isn't your phone unreachable?" "My phone ...." "The battery is dead, Uncle. I'm sorry for making Uncle worried," Vesa said looking sincere.

I can’t really imagine how they called that cellphone without the keypods. “It’s not even turned on yet. It’s just like this. Have a look.” Dralia just pressed something on the side of the object, all of a sudden all the black flashed before lightened up, then when Dralia put her finger on the screen of the cellphone, it moved and then it seemed to be pressed on purpose. “Very good!” “This is your phone, thank you for lending me.” “It doesn’t matter, Princess.” I still can not believe. There are things like that. Their cellphones are even more beautiful now. Life is so unfair.

As it ceased, Pandora’s body seemed to emerge in a bright light bed that was floating with delicateness. “Luara, what is happening to my daughter?” Melissa asked me. I turn my head to her to hear a gasp from her. “You’re not Luara, you’re the moon goddess.” I smile in confirmation and put her hand back together with her husband’s hand. I walk to Pandora who is still looking peaceful. I touch the light casing and find out it's more palpable than it looks. "Curious" I comment, looking for some flaw in the light barrier, but to no avail.

“We’ll be together all year, so I might as well get your details, too.” [I’m sending you mine.] Seb found himself taking out his cellphone. “Oh, nice, that’s the latest model isn’t it?” Eirian fussed around it. “What about you, Johan?” “I don’t have one. I could never get used to how it works. End up losing it all the time...” Johan grumbled. “That’s sad,” Eirian looked at Dorin. “What about you, Dorin? Didn’t your phone break due to the innate electricity in your body?”

Kumain na kaya siya o baka tulad ko ay wala rin siyang gana? I slide my phone and went on my contacts. Nakarehistro na ang numero ni Klein dito sa cellphone ko bago pa man niya ibigay saakin. He strictly ordered me not to register any other phone numbers except him. It was an absurd idea and I want to argue with him again, but I think of not doing it for now since he buy for me a new phone.

He nodded and fished his phone in his pocket. I hope this phone has prepaid load at least.

CHAPTER 61 Nadia Nadia pitifully clicked her tongue before turning on her heels and walking into the house. She brought out the spare phone she always had with her and sent a message to an unknown number. «I’ve started the job. Please don't forget my pay.» Her message immediately marked ‘read’ but there was no reply. Nadia sighed and slipped the phone into her pocket. Such a prideful man, even to respond seems to be a problem. Flashback