Wrong Number

A phone call while busy hustling to get their daily sustenance.
"Thika soo, Thika ni soo" Krrrrng!!
"Hello?", he says as he picks up the call: Unkwown number.

"Hi, how you been?", a sweet feminine voice inquires.
"I'm good, who am I talking to?"
"You do not remember me?", she asks.
Reaching into the deepest recesses of his mind,
He tries to place the voice: nothing.

"I must confess I don't know who it is. Lost my phone sometime back".
He decides to add the last bit as a lifeline, just in case.
"This' your darling. Recognize me now?" she asks;
Hook, line and sinker.
"Almost have it, but you know what would" be great? A name".
Something smells fishy and not in a good way.

"Why do you need my name? or how many of us are there?"
Quickly weighing the risk vs the rewards,
He decides to err on the side of caution and plays it with a condom on; safe.
"Beth and you are not her so who are you?", he demands.
There is silence but he barely catches the laughter in the background.
"Sorry, who am I talking to?", she asks after a pause.
"Mark and who..."
She cuts him off, apologizing as she says,
"I'm so sorry, wrong number". Call ended. Dial tone.

Something bugs him and he decides to ask around amongst his friends:
Unkown number, Unknown number... finally,
Yeah, I know that number.
Try number 11; the magic number.

Reaching home, he tries the number
"Sorry, the mobile subscriber can not be reached"
Today was not his day with feminine voices, he muses.
He get into the house and Beth welcomes him.
"Hello dear, how was your day?"
He sits down as he replies,"Had a hell of a day".

She takes a seat facing him and asks
"What happened? Nothing too bad I hope".
"No, some woman called claiming to be my darling then hang up"
"You sound hung up on it", she replied.
"Just bothered me that's all. Here take a look at the number"

She leans over towards him to take a closer look; slap.
"Did you put someone up to this?", he shouts at her.
"What are you talking...", she asks, cringing back.
"Don't try to play games with me any more", he warns and continues,
"Annette. So I will ask you again, did you puck someone up to this?"
She knows when she is licked and nods her head.
"I can't believe you mistrust me so much", he fumes.
"If you want to play mind games, you would be wise to recall that
'mi ni wrong number'".