The Lost Sense

Chapter 65

Sometimes we are negligent by one thing, our indifference to someone will make the wound worse. When we realized it, it was all in vain."

Raisa's birthday party is celebrated at Dion's residence. Attended by a few guests. The invited guest was a close associate of Dion.

I was with my two children, escorted by Brian. Our arrival was greeted cheerfully by Raisayang accompanied by his father, Dion.

Raisa is instantly familiar with Devan and Mitha. This was their second meeting in the park yesterday.

Mitha and Devan were immediately invited to play in the garden in the house, before the event began. The three of them played together, as if they had known for a long time and were familiar.

I looked at the three from the corner of the room. Sometimes I smile at their behavior.

"He's never been this happy, during his birthday celebration," suddenly a voice greeted me. I looked, it was Dion. I don't know since when he stood by my side watching the three of them.

"Over time, he understands and enjoys his happiness" I said.

"It could be, but I see it more than that. Ever since meeting you, he's been relentlessly babbling. Always wanted to know about you,"

"Ah, Time anyway," I snorted.

"Says he likes you a lot. She also really likes your choice of that dress. If you were alive, she would be like aunty Reny, she said, " said Dion.

I was silent to Dion's words. The little girl was indeed very critical in revealing her heart.

Finally, the party began. Word after word flowed for Raisa, wishing her all the best in the future.

"Happy birthday, Raisa, best prayer for you. Come on, Mitha, give me the card" I said.

Mitha handed her a pink Bear doll.

"Thank you, Aunt, kadonya. Also the choice of the dress" Raisa whispered in my ear.

"Sama-sama, you are very beautiful tonight."

"Auntie too. My papa's eyes didn't blink when he saw Aunt coming."

"It's a good thing his papa's eyes aren't flickering," I cheeked. In my heart I muttered, the same son of the same father, likes to make baper.

"Tante, don't you like Raisa's dad?" whispered Raisa again.

The deg! this is a child talking about anything, whispered my heart.

"Hem, if aunty likes papa, let me ask that aunty who is a mama, Raisa. Auntie wants to, right?" he said expectantly. While I'm at a loss how to answer this little girl's question.

"Eh, Raisa, how would aunty answer. If, just because Raisa wants to call aunty, mama, aunty does not have to like her father Raisa. Raisa may, call aunty, mama," I replied diplomatically.

"Benarkach? Auntie, would Icha call me mama,?" ask him innocently. I nodded sincerely and hugged the little girl's body. Raisa returned my embrace and after a while she took off my arms and ran towards her papa, who happened to be talking seriously with a colleague.

they whispered for a while, and Dion rubbed Raisa's head.

Devan and Mitha looked at me in wonder, full of question marks. I smiled and whispered to them.

"Dek Raisa hasn't had, mama, since she was a child. So it's okay on this special day, he calls mom, same mom,"

"Where did Mama Raisa go, ma?"

"To heaven" I answered .

"Oh, so you can't see Raisa again, dong?" mitha cried sadly. Then suddenly hugged me. I was surprised by his attitude.

"Mama, don't go there. Later, Mitha can't see you, mama." Her innocent speech made Devan laugh.

"No, Deck. Going to heaven must die" Devan explained.

"Yes, therefore, Mitha doesn't want to lose, mama."

"Who wants to lose, Mama, Dek."

"Here, don't talk about it again. Mama will stay with you, mature samappi. Come on, let's get some food. It's time to eat" I said accompanying my two children to take food.

Their conversation just now, inevitably affected my mind as well. I can't imagine if anything happened to me, while my two children were young and needed attention.

As experienced by Raisa, the girl who had lost her mother when she was a child, so she did not feel the affection of a mother. That's why she always misses and needs a mother's caress. And his wish was expressed to me.

His heart was plain, it certainly did not understand how he should have a mother. He could only express it with his flexible thoughts.

She wants me to be her mother. Of course, it is not difficult, if it is only a call, there is no harm in accepting the request. Even if he needs my attention, I can give it to him. Loving her, because she needs love.

But the funny thing is, he asked me as if it was a gift for him. While I need a father for my two children, it's still too early. Maybe time will speak, and let it all go as it is.***