Craps

The day I lost my hand phone.

It was a hot stifling night. I tossed and turned restlessly on my bed. “God please help me,” I uttered a heartfelt prayer. Whenever I recalled the incident, I could remember the vivid details about what had happened.

That day, I was having my lunch with one of our important clients, Mr. Andrew. As usual we discussed about the business news and all the investments ‘stuffs’. After for about an hour, I excused myself to return to my office. Arrived at my office, while I was doing my work, I realized that my hand phone never rang. Usually I’m the ‘busiest person in the world’ because my phone never stops ringing. But I don’t care about it. ‘Oh well, I bet it was a good day for me.” I said cheerfully.

About two hours later, our gossip monger also known as my secretary, Ms. Mia told me that, another client of us, Mr. Smith was in line two on the phone. I assume Mia to tell Mr. Smith to call me at my phone instead because I have a pile of works to do.

Few minutes later, Mia unbolted the door and told me again that Mr. Smith did try to call me but the line was engaged.

“Just tell him that I will return his call. Maybe I put it on the silent mode,” I said conclusively. You see, my hand phone was so important to me as it content the lists of names of our important clients. Then, I decided to call Mr. Smith. I started to look for my hand phone here and there.

“Oh... Where did I put that stupid cell phone thingy?” I grumbled. Only then I realized that I must have left it at the restaurant. I raced back to retrieve them. I had this premonition that I was going to lose my ‘beloved’ hand phone.

Hard on the heels, I asked every waitress at that restaurant if they saw my hand phone. But, neither of them saw it. Well, I didn’t trust them. So, I started to search for it on my own. I searched it on my previous table. But, none! I stubbed my toe in the process. I cursed myself as I hobbled out from the restaurant. My face reddened with embarrassment as the other customer smirked at me as if I was mad or what.

Not done with it yet, I was caught in a heavy downpour. I was soaked to skin. Tears of regret welled up on my eyes as I cursed myself for being so reckless. Guess, it was unlucky day for me. But I believe that every cloud has silver lining.

“Oh God! My luck has to change,” I moaned as I dozed off on my bed. Trying to reconcile myself for losing my ‘precious’ hand phone.

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AFIFAH NAQIYAH JUNAIDI
FORM 5A

P/S : haha! this was my first article that was chosen by Mr. Bayer for the School Magazine. haha ;p and yeah, i know that i'm not that good enough in English. :)