Something about her wasn't making sense but I was totally not in a mood to think about her. I was really tired and was super excited about the next day's flight. So I just pushed away all thoughts related to Anna and laid down on my king-sized bed. The quilt was soft and cool, which made me fall asleep within a second.
The next morning I woke up earlier than my usual time for I had my flight and I didn't want to make any mess at the eleventh hour. After getting up, the first thing I did is check my phone. It was strange cause Carsten had seen my messages but had not replied to them. It was worth worrying about. I rang him up but he didn't receive it. So I decided to get ready first and then call him again. Our flight was about to take off at 12 noon and by the time I was completely ready, it was already 9:30 am. I dialled Carsten's number again but the call didn't connect for his mobile phone was switched off. I was really anxious right then. When I checked the messages, he had replied to me at around 8:45 am. His replies weren't the answers to my question.
Carsten: I'm so sorry but I can't go with you today.
Carsten: I will be coming on another flight tomorrow. There's urgent work. Bye and take care. Happy Journey.
That wasn't something Carsten would ever do. I was angry but then he said he had some urgent work. I sighed in disappointment and all my excitement just vanished away, just because of a bunch of digital words. I had to travel all alone for nine hours and eight minutes. That would be really boring. I booked a cab and waited for it to arrive at my bungalow while I thought about the possible reasons behind Carsten's ignorance of my messages. He didn't even reply. He just let the messages put two blue ticks on themselves and left them unanswered. I wanted to know where Anna was. Was she safe? Whatever she was to me, a friend or an enemy, at the end of the day, she was a woman like me. I didn't want her to get into another trouble. I genuinely was worried for her due to her boyfriend. He literally beat her. What sort of man he is? So cruel?! Huh...
The cab driver parked his car in front of my gate and honked. I have always hated the honking sounds. They always seem to pierce my eardrum.LOL. I gestured for him to come and help me in getting my suitcases into his car dicky. He was such a lazy scoundrel as he made faces while getting out of his car. He seemed a little older than me but acted as if he was of my father's age. Well talking about my father, I just realized I have never talked of him. So did my mother. She never said a word about him and I never really thought of asking her.
The drive to the airport was irritating and annoying. The first reason was that I was thinking about Carsten and the second reason was that the driver just didn't stop talking about his problems. What did he think of me? His friend or something?? He was such an annoying chap. Lucky for me I had my earphones so I just plugged them into my ears and looked towards the clear sky. The clouds really looked like cotton candy designed in random shapes and the blue sky reminded me of blueberry flavour. The trees looked green, succulent, and fresh. Finally, after 15 minutes or so, I reached the airport. I completed all those security checkings and other formalities. I boarded onto my plane and took my seat. I guess I was having a bad day. The seat beside me was taken by a woman in her late thirties along with her little crying baby...err..baby boy I guess. Never mind, it was too small and was all covered with clothes so I really couldn't determine the gender.
But that wasn't something I was concerned about. My only concern was I had to spend my next nine hours while witnessing typical baby scenes... periodic cries and smelly diapers.