When The Phone Rings Novel Pdf นิยาย & เรื่องราว

That was a private matter within a marriage life. Hindi ang mobile phone nilang mag asawa ang tumutunog kaya mabilis siyang tumayo para tignan sa sala. The telephone, just beside the TV screen, were ringing nonstop. This telephone was connected directly to the lobby. "Hello, Alisha Montenegro speaking." "Good Morning ma'am, sorry for disturbing you in the early morning but I'm calling from the lobby..." "Yes, good morning too. Is there any problem?" namamaos na sambit niya.

Hinanap niya iyon at natagpuan iyon sa ilalim ng unan. 'kay chardon ito a, naiwan n'ya?' Pagtataka niya. Nag-alangan ito kung sasagutin ba o hindi ang tawag. Inilapag n'ya ang cellphone sa nightstand. Tumigil iyon sa pagri-ring, ngunit nag-ring muli. Hindi na mabilang ni marigold kung makailang beses nag-ring ang cellphone ng nobyo. 'Hayy.... Sagutin ko na nga, baka importante e.' At sinagot na niya ang tawag. "Hello?"

Para bang wala siyang pakialam sa pag-alis nung dalawa. "Your phone is ringing..." I coldly inform him when his phone rang too loud. He stared at me for awhile so I just nodded at him. Nakita ko na sinilip niya ang phone niya. It's unknown number. "Answer it," walang emosyon niyang inabot sa akin ang kaniyang bagong cellphone. "I don't know her," he muttered. "Her? If you don't know her how did you know? na babae siya? what if lalak---"

Midnight na. Nagmadali akong lumabas when I heard my phone rings. But nakita ko si Nichole na hawak na ang cellphone ko. “Who’s this?” Nagmamadali ako papunta sa kaniya at binawi ang cellphone ko. Nang tignan ko ang tumatawag, nakita ko ang number ni Noelle. Yeah. I memorized her number kahit hindi nakasave sa akin. Nagtatampo ako sa kaniya noon kaya dinelete ko ang number niya pero memorized ko naman.

The morning after that heavy phone call from Raiven and the atmosphere at the law firm was understandably thick. I looked at the white gold diamond ring on my left ring finger. It felt heavier today. It was the same ring Raiven stared at during that tense welcome dinner last night, and I knew that today, he would use his corporate power to test if this shield of ours would actually hold.

Pagkatapos kong tanggapin ang load confirmation, agad kong hinanap ang numero ni Tita Alice na nakasulat sa folder. Huminga ako nang malalim. Tinitigan ko ang screen ng cellphone. Ito na. Ito na marahil ang simula ng panibagong kabanata ng buhay ko. Dahan-dahan kong pinindot ang Call button. At ilang segundo lang... Nagsimulang mag-ring ang telepono. Hindi pa man umaabot sa pangatlong ring... Agad nang may sumagot. "Hello?" Boses ni Tita Alice.

Sana may makapagbura rin ng bangungot ko. Sasagot pa sana ako nang biglang tumunog ang cellphone ko. Isang malakas at pamilyar na ringtone. Napatingin sa akin si Ma'am Angel at napansin ko kung paano kumunot ang noo niya nang makita ang bigla akong natakot sa simpleng call. Kinuha ko ang cellphone mula sa bag ko. New Landlord Calling... Napasinghap ako! Pero sandaling napakunot ang noo ko.

So what am I going to do the whole day? I sighed before closing my eyes. Right. I'm going to sleep again. "What the freaking hell?!" I yelled when my phone won't stop ringing. Padabog akong bumangon mula sa kama ko to pick my phone on my study table. My eyes automatically widened upon seeing that Zev is calling. I immediately answered it. I cleared my throat before saying, "H-Hello?" "And where the hell are you, Kelly?" I winced and bit my lower lip.

SANDRA PO Nagulat ako ng biglang mag ring ang aking cellphone. Hindi ko kilala kung kaninong number ang rumihistro sa screen ng aking cellphone kaya wala akong balak na sagutin ito. Ilang beses ko mang patayan ito ng tawag ay umuulit pa rin ito ng pag dial sa aking numero kaya naman patuloy ang pag ring nito. Napapatingin na din sakin sila Mommy Veronica sa walang tigil na pag tunog ng aking cellphone.

I pulled out my phone and called Kape Amparo. Once. Twice. Three times. No answer. I called again. Still nothing. My throat tightened. I pulled my sleeve up just enough to check my wrist. 11. Eleven days. He still had eleven days. That had to mean something, right? If something had happened, the number would change. Or disappear. Or Death would show up. Or the world would crack open. Something. Anything. I pressed my forehead against the table and tried to breathe. When the bell rang, I barely tasted the sandwich I had not eaten.