The Lost Sense

Chapter 83

"Good night, Reya," I was surprised to hear the greeting even more so with that nickname. I circulated my pandagan around the parking area, looking for the direction of the sound.

A body was leaning against a luxurious car. My eyes frowned at that figure. The glasses that partially covered his face made it difficult for me to recognize him. Just because he mentioned my name to Reya, I can guess that figure is Hans.

I took my hand off the car door, and waited for her footsteps to approach me.

"Good night, Reya" he said, taking off his sunglasses.

"Good night, what are you doing here?" many wonder. There's business what Hans is in this parking area. He is not one of the company's employees. Definitely not our partner either.

"I just happened to be passing by here. Suddenly remembered that this place is your place of work."

"Heum, something questionable. Also about the flower bouquet. There is no wind and no rain, I have a gift" I said. Questioning the delivery of flowers that end up in the garbage basket.

It seemed like my gift was worthless, so it ended up in the trash can" he added.

"In the end it ends there, after it withers," I said without feeling guilty. Because it was not supposed to come suddenly, after we lost contact many years ago.

"It's hard to apologize to you, yes, even though my mistakes have been over for years."

"So sorry, I gave you a long time ago. The past will certainly pass too, not to bring it up. Let alone dramatizing it," I said a little careless because Hans brought up about our past. I don't want to talk about that.

"Hem, you're so good to have forgiven me, it looks like I owe you that." Hans, it seemed like we wanted to talk a little longer but to me this meeting was not important to me at all and was a waste of time.

Not to mention he was the man who left a black trail in my friendship tape.

"No need to talk about that. Oh, yes, sorry I'm in a hurry" I said as I opened the car door. For me to talk to Hans in this parking lot makes me uncomfortable. I also don't have to mince words more deeply with him.

I could see Hans' eyes twitching in surprise. Probably because of my cold attitude I showed.

I heard the last sentence, Hans. His words contain mystery

I looked at the back of the man who was getting away. Before he got into his car, he still smiled at me. I just returned with a small smile. I also finally left the parking area, thinking I was trying to figure out what Hans said.

I really don't like that meeting. Because of Hans' attitude, it was as if he was harboring something rather suspicious. Why did he suddenly reappear in my life. Is he planning something. Is he coming back in the scope of my life a mere coincidence, or something he had planned?

Why am I burdened with all that. I shouldn't be suspicious of this, but why can't I just ignore it. I have a very bad feeling that Hans' presence is not without purpose.

At least, my instincts signal me to be alert. Whatever Hans had in mind, I certainly would not be able to read, and hopefully only bad thoughts were trying to play tricks on my feelings.

At home I try to be relaxed. I don't want my mom or dad reading the unrest in my heart.

"Tumben mama's daughter, home late?" greet mama as soon as I appear in the living room.

"There is work to be done, ma. Not to mention the traffic, on the road. Where's Devan and Mitha, ma?" I asked because my children usually welcome me every time I go home.

"So Dion stopped by, and took them for a walk. Maybe just go home."

"Jeez, Devan and Mitha are badahusahin, Dion. How, mama give permission, habits later."

"Raisa's asking, it seems like Dion can't refuse his daughter's will. He said he misses Devan and Mitha."

I was silent to hear my mom's clairvoyant. It seems like Raisa and my two children are already tied to each other. The love between them just grew. It was as if they were brothers with the same blood ties.

Raisa, who is often lonely, feels very entertained since she met Devan and Mitha. They're so compact. I am so grateful for this situation. If later Dion and I were paired, of course they would not feel awkward anymore because they had become brothers. Hopefully things will go well, we become a whole family, who need each other.*****

My beloved readers. Sorry yes, if a few days late author Up, because it is not healthy. May we all be healthy always. Happy Eid al-Fitr to my brother who celebrates it.