Feeling lost

"Yes dear, we are going to see your mother today"

"Really"

"Correct honey"

Even though Aletta's voice was not very clear, Arfha understood little by little what Aletta was saying. Before leaving Arfha gave Aletta breakfast first.

At Alma's house.

Mr. Mario's family is still grieving over the loss of Aletta. Sadness enveloped Alma as well as Mrs. Yulia and her husband. Alma was like a living corpse, silent, pensive all that was on his mind was Aletta.

"Has there been any news from the police station?" Ask Mrs. Yulia to Mr. Mario. Her eyeballs were puffy, her face was red and her nose kept running clear liquid maybe because she had been crying all night.

"No mother yet" replied Mr. Mario weakly.

"Mom wants to see Alma first dad. Poor him, he didn't want to eat since last night. I'm worried if Alma gets sick"

"Yes mom! Dad feels guilty for scolding him last night"

Mrs. Yulia smiled while stroking her husband's shoulder, she calmed Mr. Mario "Mom, go first, dad."

"Let mom"

Mrs. Yulia went to Alma's room, when she arrived at the front door, Mrs. Yulia checked that the door to Alma's room was not locked. Mrs. Yulia then slowly opened the door to Alma's room.

"Alma can you come in?" Mrs. Yulia said slowly.

"Yes, mom!" Answer Alma.

Mrs. Yulia stepped towards Alma who was sitting in a chair near the window of her room. He then held Alma's shoulders which looked fragile.

"I know how you feel dear. It's not easy, but I'm sure you're a strong mother"

Tears fell down Alma's soft cheeks, only tears and tears came out. Words couldn't come out of his mouth.

"Darling you should have breakfast first" Persuaded Mrs. Yulia.

"Alma is not hungry mother"

Mrs. Yulia hugged Alma's body with great warmth "You'd better have breakfast first, later we'll look for Aletta together"

"No mom, you better eat it"

"Mom and dad are waiting for you outside. Dad said he wants to have breakfast together"

Alma felt he was a burden on the family, he blamed himself for all the problems that befell him. For now he has never made his mother and father happy, he can only make things difficult.

He then followed his father's spinning to join breakfast. Alma and Mrs. Yulia then came out of the room, they both walked towards the dining room.

Dining room.

Mr. Mario sits on the chair of the head of the family, while Alma sits on the right of Mr. Mario. He had been staring at Alma's swollen face, as a good father he was very sad to see Alma's condition.

"Mom only makes scrambled eggs and raw chili sauce," said Mrs. Yulia while serving rice on a plate.

"Alma, you eat a lot, don't you?" Mrs. Yulia continued.

Alma looked at all the food that was served on the table. He didn't want to touch her at all, Alma was imagining Aletta.

"How can I eat well while Aletta I don't know where she is. Has she eaten or not? Did she sleep well or not? Is she safe or not?" Alma's mind was completely messed up, he imagined everything about Aletta.

"Alma, why are you making the rice a spectacle? Eat first dear" Mrs. Yulia reprimanded Alma.

Alma shook her head "No mom! Alma doesn't want to eat, Alma doesn't want to be full alone"

"If you don't eat, where will your energy come from. Didn't you promise to look for Aletta today until we meet," continued Mr. Mario.

Seeing his father's gray hair made Alma realize. If he is sick who will take care of him. Meanwhile, both of his parents were old "Alma will eat now" Alma immediately took to washing his hands. After that he put a few mouthfuls of rice in his mouth mixed with a special omelet made by Mrs. Yulia.

Suddenly the sound of the house cell phone rang "Let mother answer it" Mrs. Yulia then picked up the call.

📞 "Hello" replied Mrs. Yulia.

"Tut...Tut...Tut..." The phone cut off.

"Who called it is not clear?" Ms. Yulia muttered while holding the home phone. He then put it back. Just as he was about to walk away, the house phone rang again.

Mrs. Yulia turned around and answered the call. As usual, when she said Hello, the phone immediately went dead "Very strange... Don't know if people are grieving" Mrs. Yulia grumbled, she returned to the dining room.

Just as he sat down, his home phone rang again "Who is mother?" Ask Mr. Mario.

"Mother doesn't know dad either. Every time she answers, she says hello, she must die," replied Mrs. Yulia.

"How come? Is there no network?" Continue Mr. Mario.

"Mom doesn't know dad either"

"Try mom. Answer again, who knows there is something important"

"At least someone prankster wants to work on us"

"Okay, if that is the case"

They returned to enjoy breakfast, but the house phone that had been calm and quiet was ringing again. His voice sounded very noisy. This is the ninth time it rings.

"I'd better answer it mom" Alma said.

"Well that's that then"

Alma then picked up her home phone 📞 "Good morning Miss! Is this really with Miss Alma?" asked someone Seriously, his voice sounded very firm. Looks like he's a police officer.

📞 "Yes, sir... May I know what's wrong?" Alma asked with a tremor.

📞 "Can you go to the police station now?"

"Okay sir I'll be right there" Alma immediately hung up the phone.

He shouted for his father and mother "Mother ... Father ... It seems that Aletta has been found" Alma's expression looked very happy, even though he was only asked to come. The report was not clear, but he was sure that his daughter had been found.

"Really? Are you kidding me?" Ask Mrs. Yulia and Mr. Mario. They both couldn't believe it.

"Yes, mother! The police called earlier and we were asked to come to the office right now"

"Then let's hurry over there" Mrs. Yulia immediately took her bag, while Mr. Mario didn't bring anything.

They then went to the police station in a rented car. Along the way Alma kept praying hoping that her daughter would be okay. He wanted to hug his daughter tightly, he did not want to let go.

He promised himself that he would take good care of Aletta. He will not let Aletta disappear for the second time.

"Honey, wait for mom. Soon mom will arrive. Mom will hug and kiss you. Anyway, mom won't let you get hurt in the slightest. Mom will take care of you all the time. Aletta, mom really misses you dear. Mom misses your smile. Mom I miss your spoiled voice" Alma thought.