Don't Degrade my Status

Identity seeking

I say goodbye to my mistress and master for lunch. At 4 pm my shift is over. I went home and looked for Mom. I told him about my first day at work.

"Mom there was a couple of ladies and gentlemen asking about this locket".I said and reminded us when I was 18 years old, and my foster parents told me that I wasn't their real son, they found me in the house at night and found a locket on my neck. They feel this is a gift and my family.

"Rumi, maybe they've seen this locket in the store, right?" mother's sahut

"But ma'am, they said this Ruby pendant only has 1, and I've searched it on the internet and it's true that there's only 1 with this code behind it" I said

"Rumi, if it's possible that fate will bring you to your parents, it will happen and you will forget us here" my mother said sadly

"Mom, if that happens I still consider you my biological parents, you gave me sincere love and affection since I was born, I'm sorry mom made you sad mom"

"Hemm Nak, if you have time, look for your information and identity, so that you do not dilemma. We support you" said my mother who hugged me

The next morning I work again, I meet with Mr and Mrs Latif again at breakfast. They smiled and greeted me.

"Good morning, son "

"Good morning, sir. How are you this morning?" ask me

"We're happy son"

"Ah congratulations ladies and gentlemen, this is the menu" I said. I prepared and brought the menu they asked for. I remember the word mother told me to find my identity because of the locket that master and mistress Latif asked.

"Nak will come to room 2201 yes, because we will checkout and we want to take pictures with you" said Ms Latif.

"All right madam" I said

After her hour, I rushed into the room to meet Latif's family, we took pictures, while going away the master and mistress gave me a picture of a baby, a baby, and they asked me to take it and told me to show the picture to my parents at home.

I was confused and we continued our talk until we drove them to the front office for checkout

I went back to work, and when I got home I was getting ready to change the shift.

While on the road I thought of the master and the madam, thinking of me who felt like mistress Latif.

"That's just a coincidence Rumi, you can ask about the photo later to father and mother at home" I said to myself

When I was at home I met my mother and remembered asking her something.

"Mom, I have something to ask you"

" What is Rumi? just make me curious" said mom

"Whose picture is this?"

"Yes, this is Rumi cooking someone else" my mother said before I spoke about the incident at work with Latif's family.

I shut up and thought, "Am I their real child and is this my identity?"

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For readers, I am still a beginner if there is an error please in understanding. I beg your support for Like, Vaforit and his seikhlas coins.

Thanks though.