THE WRONG MASSAGE.
Five years Later.
Aiman was twenty seven now.
Same work after Mr Rahman recommendef him at this job.
Sometjing changed with time...but almost things didn't.
He still wake up earlier morning than everyone.
Still worked longer than he should.
Still carried reslinsibility no one else could see.
That night felt like any othet night.
Quiet.
Simple
Predictable.
His younger sister,Aina was had already gone to sleep.
The house was silent expect the tinking sound of the wall clock.
Aiman was about to put his phone down when a massage appeared.
UNKNOW NUMBER.
He almost ignored it.
Almost.
But something made in him open it.
UNKNOW NUMBER:"Are you still awaje?"
Aiman frowned slightly
Wrong number.
He typed .
Wrong number.
Aiman:"J think you're sent this number to wrong person."
The reply came immediatly.
"Oh!no...i'm sorry".
The was short paused.
The another nassage apoeared.
UNKNOW NUMBER; i hope i didn't disturb you tonight:
Aiman looked at the massage longer thsn he expect.
Something about the tone felt sincare
Not careless
Not rude
Aimam:"it okay,"
A few minute's paused
Then--'
UNKNOW NUMBER:"Thank you for replying,must people wouldn't ".
"He almost didn't replying again"
But he did.
Without knowing why
Aiman:"maybe...they were busy"
Three dots appeared.
Disappeared
Appeared again.
UNKNOW NUMBER:"or..maybe they just didn't want to talk:
Aiman leaned back slightly again't the cjair..
That sentences didn't sound like a joke.
It sound honestly.
Aiman: Maybe"
UNKNOW NUMBER:"Sorry again,My name is Alya.
Aiman stared at the name.
For a moment longer than nessesary.
Than finally.
"I 'M AIMAN."
Another pause.
But this pause felt different.
Not awkward
Not accidental
Something quieter,
Something unfamiliar.
Sommething he hadn't fell in a long time
Before he could put his phone down.
Another massage appested
Alya:"strange"
Aiman:"what is it"
The replyong come slower this time,
As she was thinking carefully before sending it.
Alya:"i send the massage to the wrong person,but somehow....it doesn' feel like a mistake.
Aiman dudn't replying immediatly.
For the first time in a long time-he didn't know what to say.
A new massage appeared.
Alya:"Good night,Aiman ...take care of yourself...someone should.