Aliyah’s POV
I was about to go to bed but something caught my attention.
Ruzzel’s phone was silently ringing. He left it on our bedside table.
I picked up his phone. A call from an unknown caller.
“Hello, who is this?” I said without any idea who is calling.
“I want to speak with Ruzzel.” the girl answered on the other line. Yes, you read it right. A girl. And who would have called him in the middle of the night, by the way?
“Who are you?” I repeated my question.
“And who are you as well? I want to speak with Ruzzel and not you.”
I tried to calm myself. Who the hell is this girl?
“Loo---” I was just about to say something but the girl on the other line ended the call. I tried re-dialing her number but I can’t able to reach her. Probably, she turned off her phone.
Minutes later, Ruzzel entered our room.
I stared at him. I don’t want to ask him about that girl.
“Are you sleepy, Aliyah?” He asked me while smiling.