The call that Came late

She hadn’t received a call not today, not yesterday, not even tomorrow.

A week had passed, yet she still couldn’t forget his striking aura. She remembered everything vividly.

By now, she should have known he wasn’t the man she had hoped for. She should’ve seen the red flags he gave off in the early days.

But even so, she waited. And she regretted not getting his number when she had the chance.

She told her colleagues about him.

They told her to protect her pride, to be a woman with attitude.

“If he ever calls,” they said, “don’t pick up. Just remember this.”

Riva her close friend was among them. Sasa told Riva everything, and Riva always gave her the best advice. Normally, Sasa would take it.

But this time… she wasn’t sure she could.

Because she was waiting for his call as if her life depended on it, like she was holding a lottery ticket she was almost sure would win.

Whenever she thought about him, her heart pounded.

“If he wanted to call,” she had once whispered to herself, “he would’ve called the day we parted.”

That thought made her sad but still, she hoped.

Then came the morning.

5:38 AM. Her phone rang.

Half-asleep, she picked it up without checking the caller ID.

A voice spoke unfamiliar, at first.

“Hey, is this Sasa?”

“Yeah, it’s me.”

“You remember me?”

“Who is this?”

“I’m Luke.”

Luke.

Luke…

Her sleep vanished, like she’d just taken a shot of strong black coffee.

She smiled

shyly, involuntarily.

Her heart swelled.

She knew this was a moment she’d remember for the rest of her life.

She was happy, but somewhere deep inside, her heart questioned:

Why didn’t he call sooner?

Why now, after weeks of silence?

She wanted to ask.

But she didn’t dare.

Maybe he had a reason. Maybe he lost his phone. Maybe he was just too busy.

She didn’t want to ruin the moment by asking something that might come off as desperate.

To her, it felt like a stupid question. Or maybe, she was just afraid of the answer.

Her doubts were real,

but her excuses were weak, especially in a world where people were glued to their phones 24/7.

Still, she told herself he was different.

He had once told her he wasn’t the type to spend time on his phone.

Whatever the truth was

whether his phone died, or this morning it suddenly sprang back to life

She was just… happy.

So happy that he called.

He asked her what she was doing, how her days had gone, and if he had woken her up.

She quickly interrupted, “No, no! You didn’t. I was about to wake up anyway.”

(Lie.)

She would’ve jumped with excitement if it hadn’t been a phone call.

In reality, she was the kind of girl who slept till noon.

She was practically a night owl.

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