Downloads Mate
Chapter 3

I am usually never afraid to walk alone from a busway stop near the apartment when not driving a car. But this time it felt different, I was alone in the elevator it felt so scary. I looked at the goal of the floor pointer where I was now, praying in my heart that everything would be fine.

"That's why it's so scary, huh? Well," I muttered that I don't know how many times since I entered the elevator.

I rogoh the phone that was in the pants pocket, trying to open a call list where there was Lian's name on the top log. Since he was the one who contacted me last time, I quickly tried to contact him. "Please, lift. Please, lift. I'm so scared now."

"Hey, why? Scared why?" sounds good from across there.

"There's something wrong with me" I replied in a slightly quivering voice.

"Well, what's stalked? Has anyone been following you?" tanya Lian sounded worried.

The sound of the elevator clinks, indicating that I'm on the floor I'm on. Where my apartment unit is located, just a small apartment with 2 rooms. Every room I use properly, the bedroom and also the workspace. "In the meantime, I'm new." I entered the password of my unit entrance, after which cleaned the button screen with my flannel shirt.

"Lo calm down first, grab some warm water and sit quietly on the sofa. New story."

"Just try I know your face, I'm dating," I said origin after putting groceries on the kitchen counter.

"Hmmm... Many never met and knew faces but were in a relationship."

"And it's not gonna work out with us, Lian. Uh, this is there a chat I just want to go back to the office, in this app. But I did not take any steps at all, keep fitting me shopping in the mini market lobby apartment, he chat again. This is all he sent me in the mini market."

Silent.

"Lian! You're still there, right?"

"Still my life. Just I thought, where did he get your contact from? While this app will use user ID*."*

I seemed to think for a moment, yes, yes. Where did he get my contact? While I never share my personal contacts on any social media, because this short message application I usually use to discuss office work as well.

"Don't tell me people nearby on your account is still active? Still adventuring, lo?"

"Eh, people nearby? Is there?"

"Yaya oh Yaya's. There's dong, we'll get to know him from there. Are you still on an adventure with people nearby*? Your account photo is so beautiful sih\,"* ketus Lian sounds very clear in my ears that sometimes misheard this.

"Well, I don't know if there's anything like that here. Do we really know it from there?" I asked who was still unsure of Lian's words, or rather I didn't remember where she knew me from.

"Lo to my settings, make sure people nearby you're dead. Now, Yaya. You are not safe, there are nguntit and photos you carelessly."

I followed Lian's advice, I kept the phone out of my ear, and I loaded the speaker to this call. I tried to find the feature Lian was talking about, and sure enough. "Did, how can I activate this anyway?" my complaint is more confused.

"Maybe from the beginning lo install is active, and you do not realize that it is active. But I'm grateful, because I know you and have friends to talk to for a year."

I just muttered, reluctant to respond. Actually I do not know if the soul mate is included in the priority scale of my life achievement at this time? What is my real aim of surfing in cyberspace so far, by responding to conversations that are actually not so important with foreign men? I still do not understand myself, especially with me who feels so close to Lian who in fact is also a stranger.

"Lo never had my wish?" I asked to break the silence created for less than a minute. Because I'm dissolved in my own mind, about the concept of my love life.

"Gue wants to, if I'm honest I really want to meet you. But it's not possible, I'm worried that our friendship is changing. Whether it's because I look ugly, or because there's something from me that doesn't match your expectations."

Back in silence, I don't know what to respond to. Because it is true what Lian said earlier, sometimes I think what would happen if we met and became close in real life. But sometimes I'm afraid to expect something, and it doesn't live up to my expectations. Maybe it's better this way.

"Buntle, right, lo? Yeah, I took a shower, kept eating. I'll call you back when you're better."

"Okay. I have to cook first, nothing interesting was in the online food."

"Okay, Yaya's beautiful."

In the end, I decided to cook first before cleaning myself, because it was uncomfortable when I took a bath but my body was smelling meat and spices. Tonight I'm just sauteing meat with chickpeas, because my supply in the fridge is just that for the week. Please remind me to go shopping on Saturday.

"Scented? It's been. Beauitiful? It's been. Eaten? Also already. Time to turn on the laptop, go online for a while while nyemil."

I sat in a lounge room that doubles as a living room in this apartment unit, which I bought in cash from savings. I was willing for a year to take a lot of design work outside the office, until I had to bed rest for a week in the hospital because of pelvic inflammation 2 years ago. My eyes were busy paying attention to the few accounts that I had been communicating with in the past few times. And there was one account that really caught my attention, a US Army man.

"Leonard Smith **. It may be, but I have to check if it's real or fake. It's a complete loss to chat with fake people, a complete waste of time."

Go to the new search tab on the laptop, prepare the photos that have been downloaded from the dating site and upload them to the search engine. Name, aman. Photo, safe. There is no history of discussion about the fraud committed by this person. Social media accounts, all genuine. And the last one to contact my chattinggu friend who is a member of the US Army as well, and happens to have a lover of Indonesian colors.

If I get the results, I will continue to the next stage. "Hopefully you can download it as my soul mate, yes, Leonard."

My phone rang, making me turn to the cellphone that had been lying on the dining table. Because I was too focused on trapping a handsome man from cyberspace, or rather comforting myself by looking at this handsome-looking creation of God.

"Lian?" I said when I was at the dinner table, reading the name on the caller's screen.

"Can't you make me expect more from this conversation? I think I've begun to be affected by your presence, even though it's just a doang sound," I said very slowly, still staring at the screen of the phone that ringing has not ended.