Well…, the title should be: How Biro Jodoh di Koran has made my day!

Today I have the most terrible miserable day. It’s sooooo bad that I can’t describe to you, guys. It felt like I wanted to scream to everyone who dared to speak to me. Grrrrr…. Woke up with a fever and headache, many jobs were undone, got complained from some partners, and not enough…, my boss preached me for 30 minutes on phone! God help me. Moreover, it’s esia phone which will burn your ear and nerve if u use for even 5 minutes. Oh wait…, unfortunately, that’s not all. A friend called me to share about his problems. God, please really help me.

Coming back to home is really comforting for the moment like this. “Phew, finally….” I talked to my self. I just laid my tired and sick body for 10 minutes when a call came in to my phone. I whispered, “Thanks God, the call is not to my esia phone.” When I picked up, a barito voice was heard, “Ini Anas yah?”

Me: Yah benar…

Him: Ini benar Anas yah?

Me: Yah benar, Pak. Maaf dengan Bapak siapa? (Marketing answer standard)

Him: Oh maaf, salah sambung.

And then tut tut tuuuuut he hung up! I got shocked for a moment and confused and amused. Haha…. someone wants to play with me, I thought, and I like playing! Then I called my sister and told her about this confusing call. She told me to call the man back. Ok, I will get you, I said to my self. But before I dialled his recorded-in-call-log number, he called again.

Him: Mba, maaf, ini Anas yah

Me: Iya Mas. Ini dari siapa yah?

Him: Boleh kenalan ga?

Me: (trying not to sound smiley) Boleh aja. Tapi ini siapa yah?

Him: (still not givip up his name) Saya dapat nomor mba dari koran.

Me: (shocked and scary attacked me together. My name is in newspaper means bad news! Someone complained about me in newspaper? Oh noooo) Saya muncul di koran? Di koran apa yah Mas?

Him: Koran Pos Kota, Mba, dan non-stop.

Me: (Non stop? Is there any media name “non-stop”? Maybe there is without my knowing.) Oh ya, wow, di berita apa yah?

Him: Berita cari jodoh

Me: Huahahaha…. (can’t hold my laughter any longer. I feel free from the bad news and feel ridiculous in the same time. It’s not possible. How can it be possible? I put my real name on newspaper? I put my ad on newspaper after I got married? Funny… funny…. Someone must be playing with me hehehe)

Him: Berarti ga benar yah, Mba?

Me: Iya mas, ga benar. Spt nya seseorang ngerjain saya.

Him: Yaaah, berarti dikerjain yah? Maaf kalo gitu yah, Mba

Me: Oke deh mas. Bye

Then I hung up the phone. U know the funny call put a smile on my face, even to the minute I’m typing this. If someone wants to play with me, even if he means to make fool of me, it means he cares for me. I dunt care his purpose whether bad or good, I just care that he cares for me. And the funny call has made my day! I still remember his voice: baritone and mature and polite, and I guess that’s the main reason for the call has made my day.

So, whoever u are that made that phone call, I wanna thank you. U have turned back my misery to be a smile on my face.