25. You were born dumb!

"Oh my… why is my phone so slow!!" Sari grumbled annoyed looking at the cellphone in her hand.

"Why?" Ica asked, who turned out to be secretly watching Sari in front of her bedroom door, which was left open.

"Eh.. you.. my phone is really slow!" Sari said, glancing at Ica who was still standing there.

"There's no data package, maybe on your cell phone?" Ica said.

"No. I just refilled it," replied Sari.

Ica walked over to Sari who was lying relaxed on the bed.

"What are you doing anyway?" Ica asked while lying down beside Sari.

"Look at it. I want to see the online shop, I'm afraid the clothes I want are sold out." Explained to her who is still waiting for her cellphone to display the online shop page.

"Wow, shopaholic," she teased Sari.

"Ah please! adding more cloth to the collection of wardrobe contents," replied Sari, smiling.

"I'll lend you my cellphone!" Ica said, showing the phone in her palm.

Sari glanced at the cellphone that Ica showed, the screen was still very new and shiny.

"Your new cell phone?" Sari examines Ica's luxury cell phone.

"You just saw it," replied Ica calmly.

"Yeah, I just saw your new cell phone, it's amazing," Sari's eyes sparkled as she grabbed the cellphone in Ica's hand.

She looked at the side of the phone carefully and touched it carefully. Her eyes didn't blink when she saw the beauty of her friend's cell phone, especially the pear logo that was bitten by her ass that adorned the back of the cell phone, proving that her cellphone was indeed very luxurious and elegant.

"Your phone is so pretty, must it be expensive?" Sari was very curious.

"Not expensive."

"Impossible!"

"Yes.. not expensive, as long as you don't buy it with your own money," Ica replied with a chuckle.

"What do you mean?" Sari looked confused.

"Sari... Sari..."

Sari furrowed her brows seeing Ica who only called her name, not explaining so she wouldn't be confused.

"Why with you!" said Sari gently pushing Ica's shoulder.

"You were born innocent or..."

"Or what?" Sari raised her voice slightly.

"Or dumb, hahaha .." said Ica.

"Ugh, annoying you," Sari pouted.

"There it is, you used my cellphone to look for clothes at your favorite online shop!"

"Ohh. I almost forgot because I was fascinated by your cell phone!"

Sari also enthusiastically played with Ica's cellphone, which was very smooth and comfortable to use, they seemed engrossed in choosing the clothes they would buy online.

"Crazy. it's really good to play with expensive cell phones.``said Sari, handing the phone to the owner.

"Yes, it's nice, especially if you don't use your own money to buy it."

"How come?" Sari is still very curious.

"Yes, you can. It's my sugar daddy who loves it!" Ica said confidently.

"Sugar daddy?" Sari is getting confused.

"Yes. I mean, my boyfriend who gave all these luxury items to me." Ica explained while looking at her social media on her cellphone.

"It's so good to be you."

"Eh.. see!" Ica pulled Sari's arm.

"What?" Asked Sari, who was already looking at Ica's cellphone.

"Oh my God! Look at this!" Ica pointed to the photo on her social media account.

"Who is that?" Sari was not sure who she saw in the photo.

"He is Abra! Abraham!"

Deg… Sari's heart skipped a beat when she heard that name again, a name she had been trying to forget for a month.

"Abra. Mr. Abra?" Sari asked as if she did not know him.

"Yeah, being together with Ms. Lulu's younger sister, it's like they are dating."

Sari just stared at the photo that was displayed on the cellphone, Abra was embracing a beautiful woman in a luxury restaurant and it seemed they were very compatible.

"She is Beautiful.. but I think her body is not that good," said I, looking at the photo of the couple.

"They look nice together, " said Sari, who was trying to be strong when she saw the picture.

"Aren't you jealous?" Ica asked.

Sari glared at Ica, "jealous, why?"

"You like him and you two looked close, right?" Ica tease.

"No... no... I'm just admiring him." Sari said, shaking her head while furrowing her brows.

"Admiring.. but until the lips deeply kiss," Ica nudged Sari's shoulder with her shoulder.

Sari couldn't say anything about Ica's words; she was confused as to why her friend could know how far her relationship with Abra was.

"Have you seen us before?" asked Sari

"Wow.. that means it's true, how come you're even lied to?" Ica mocked.

"Yeah, just asking where you know that," Sari whispered.

"Oh. I knew. could it be that you're not in the mood now because Abra left you?" Guessed Ica.

"What the hell, no?" Said Sari, annoyed.

"Someone's heartbroken here." I ca is still mocking Sari.

"I'm not heartbroken!" Sari said, looking away from Ica.

"But .. heartache, poor you bebe, unfortunately," Ica said.

Sari's eyes were already reddened to hold back the tears that filled her corneas.

"Ica..." Sari groaned with a pitiful look.

"I'm sorry, geez… I didn't mean to make you sad." Ica said uncomfortably, which made Sari sad.

"Why does he have the heart to be like this to me?" Sari couldn't stop her tears from falling down her cheeks again.

"Shh..shh.. don't say things like that," said Ica hugging Sari.

"Don't I deserve him, do I?" Sari whined.

"He who doesn't deserve you!" Ica said.

"But why did he say he loves me first?"

"Yes, because he wants to get you!"

"I hate.. hate.. him, ca!"

"You poor girl, crying until you feel satisfied first, let your sadness all disappear!" Tell Ica.

Sari hugged tightly her friend, who could be the place to tell her story, her tears kept flowing down her cheeks. After her sadness began to subside and her crying could be stopped, Sari lay back down on the bed.

"You can't be weak!" Ica asked.

"But I'm in pain, ca."

"If you keep dropping because of him, will he care about you?"

"I don't know."

"Just now you've seen it yourself, he's even been with another girl, never think about you at all!"

"Yeah, he's a bastard!!" Said Sari, annoyed.

"You have to be more bastard than him."

"What do you mean?"

"Hmmm…." She took a deep breath.

Ica rushed out of Sari's room but still left her cell phone on Sari's bed. She came back with a glass of water for Sari.

"You better drink first!" Ica handed the glass to Sari.

"Thanks…. Geek. Geek. Click.." Sari gulped down the water in the glass.

"In the desert, bro.." Ica said.

"My emotions drain me off," Sari said.

"fierce to the hell..." said Ica.

"But you say I have to be more bastard than him!"

"Hahaha…. True.. true.. but not to me either time."

"Well.. then to who, please?"

"To the person who is hurting you!" Ica whispered.

"The person who hurt me?" Instantly Sari immediately pictured the face of Asya, Abra's sister, who had ended her relationship with Abra.

"Sari... why are you dumbfounded?" Ica called.

"Eh.. yes, ca, sorry."

"So.. you already know who the person who has hurt your heart?" Ica asked.

"~Dance and dance to the beat of the song all eyes are now only on me~"

The rhythm of singing from Ica's cell phone prevented Sari from answering Ica's question.

'sugar daddy calling,' the name on the incoming call.

"Hello dear," Ica said affectionately to the person on the other side.

"Hey beautiful," Sari's heard voice sounded faint from the other side.

"I'll go back to my room first, okay, tomorrow we will continue to talk about him because this call is also important to me, okay," Ica ran away from Sari.

"Okay." Sari immediately closed the door to her room.

'I hate Mrs. Asya, because she broke my relationships and I hate Abra because she broke my heart!' Hissed her, crossed the faces of the brother-sister, she was irritated.