Arra smiled silently, again busy sending messages and replying messages to someone making Giral surprised.
"You're so happy, Arra. Who are you calling with that happy face of yours?" asked Giral who had been watching how his morning looked like a happy and pleasant friend for today.
"Nobody." Arra put her cell phone in her bag, then smiled faintly looking at the highway today. "That's a lie."
"Who called you last night who called you so early in the morning that you couldn't focus on breakfast, and who made you smile on this sunny morning, Arra. I'm curious." Giral asked for an answer, without a difficult atmosphere to explain the man still asked Arra.
"No one, Bro." Giral chuckled, seeing how his younger sister's face was happy and relieved with her feelings, the man began to realize that the privacy between them was getting better.
Arra likes someone good for her, who suits her, and who can direct Arra to become a better man.