Chương 19: Not So Disappointed
City M
Alrescha's Room
Tut! Tut! Tut!
"Pick up, please
Click!
Thump!
[The number you call-]
Tut!
Damn it!
Alrescha cursed with a feeling of disappointment, when the connection he made was not accepted by the girl he was aiming for.
He even threw his body, then prone and repeated the call again Hope, if the call this time will be accepted by the person concerned. But unfortunately a thousand dear, until the third call it turns out that the connection has not been received.
His breath just blew out, not to mention the disappointment that lingered in his heart. In fact, he had gathered the courage to start the call, but apparently courage alone wasn't enough.
Huft…
"Well, maybe she's busy," he muttered disappointedly.
As soon as he was disappointed, then he immediately had an idea again. If the call isn't received, who knows by sending a message then the girl will respond.
His fingers also nimbly typed words into a short greeting sentence, then with the hope he also pressed the send button on his cellphone screen.
Tick two and it means just wait until it is blue, then it means the message is read. While waiting for the message to be read, Alrescha decided to clean himself and after that he entered the damp room in his room.
A few moments later…
Creak!
The bathroom door opened, Alrescha came out of it refreshed. He walked while drying his slightly wet hair, then rushed over to the cellphone he had placed on the bed.
His heart could not wait to receive a reply message. However, he must again feel disappointed, when the message or even the tick has not changed color.
Huft…
Arlrescha recently felt curious about a girl and once he wanted to get to know his, for some reason he felt like there was an invisible wall between them.
"Okay, maybe she's on a break or busy with her family," he muttered encouragingly to himself.
After that, he put his cellphone back down and decided to meet his brother. He felt guilty, because he had ignored his brother because of a failed call attempt.
He quickly put on a plain gray t-shirt and a boxer, then came out of the room to meet his brother, who fortunately was still sitting relaxed in the living room below.
He was even confused, where did he get the speed to run from down to here and enter his room like a devil.
His shoulders lifted and then went down the stairs casually, while his brother who was busy on the sofa there was now looking at him confused.
"What are you doing, Al?"
"Nothing. Then, why did you call me. What's wrong?" replied Alrescha asked back.
"Oh yes. Come here, you should know. This is important for your future," replied the older brother as he waved his hand as if asking his brother to approach him.
Alrescha obeyed and sat across from her sister. After that, the conversation between siblings flowed as the older brother explained things to him.
***
Grinson Mansion
In the living room, the Grinsons were sitting. Between them, there was a conversation which again discussed the problem of the granddaughter of this rich family. As for what is being discussed, one can only sit and stare at the conversation flatly.
It's useless to fight, because the grandmother's orders are absolute and cannot be contested.
"Did you hear me, Gretta?"
The rebuke of the grandmother—Karina, made Gretta who was silent staring blankly only reply with a small nod, before returning to silence like a statue.
"Tomorrow you go to college and until you get married, I will give you freedom," Karina ordered. "And if Mr. Adrean invites you, you must immediately say yes. Got it?" she added firmly.
Gretta nodded again with a small heart screaming at her grandmother's arbitrary orders. How could she date such an old man, even though she was the old man's future wife.
"That's it. You go to sleep and be a useful granddaughter for this family. Everything will be yours, if you keep quiet and obey," Karina ordered while putting on a sharp, demanding gaze.
Without a word, Gretta got up from her seat and stood in front of the two women sitting across from her. She bowed briefly and then left the living room without being ordered twice.
Gretta also climbed the stairs one by one, after nodding slightly and giving a reassuring smile when she saw the nanny who was taking care of her was looking at her worriedly.
Arriving in front of her bedroom door, Gretta quietly leaned her forehead there before finally exhaling and entering her room immediately.
Creak!
Blame!
Arriving in the room, Gretta immediately threw her body on her soft bed. She also immediately buried her face there and closed eyes for a moment, before opening them again and scrolling to check the intention of the cell phone she had left.
Her hand reached out to take the million people's object, then winced when she got a call from the new number and also the number of Ayana's sister who also sent the message.
"Huh! Whose number is this?" murmured Gretta confused and curious.
She decided to open it first from a familiar number, then read the message with rounded eyes, shocked.
"Wait…, Aya gave my number to Al? Could it be that the number that called me was also him?" she screamed in disbelief.
So, she opened the message and found a short greeting and name at the bottom of the message.
Is this true Gretta?
It's me, Alrescha.
"It's true. Ah! He called me two hours ago, apparently," she whispered.
Didn't want to make the man who had made her smile think she was arrogant. Gretta decided to call back the number listed and wait for the call to be received.
She waited until the call was finally answered by the operator and let out a small sigh, guessing if the man was busy or just resting.
"Not accepted. Shall I try again?" she asked himself. "Ah! He even called me three times. I'd better call him as he tried to contact me," she decided later.
Therefore, Gretta again pressed the call button and until the dial tone reached that number, she almost disconnected. However, a cold yet soft-sounding baritone accepted the line.
[Hello. Gretta?]
Gretta couldn't hold back a smile. Though, a moment ago she had just pursed her lips sadly, but now she was smiling back just because the man finally received a call from her.
"Yes, it's me," Gretta said simply. "Did you call me? I had a family gathering, sorry," she continued regretfully.
Sorry is Gretta's most anti-spoken word as much as thank you and please. However, for some reason she didn't mind if it was the man on the other side.
[No problem, Gretta. I'm sorry for bothering you. I also asked Ayana for your number.]
"No problem. I don't mind, Al."
[Then, what are you doing?]
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