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"Wow. You're improving." I said, hoping she would feel good.

"Thanks," and she smiled.

"Uhm, can I ask?"

"Sure."

"Where do you live?," and she can't seem to answer my question.

"I will tell you at the right time."

"Oh-okay, where are your parents?"

"My parents? My mother?"

"Yes. Exactly."

"You know the reason why I'm here is .."

"Is to?"

"To find them especially my mother."

Upon hearing what she said, I feel sad then.

"Can I help you?"

"Really?"

"Of course. What is the name of your mother?"

"I really don't know."

"You don't know?"

She nod.

"Well, how can we suppose to find her? How do we begin?"

"I don't know that's why I have you, you'll help me right?"

"S-sure," I smiled.

"Thanks," she said, almost crying.

"Why?"

"Its just that there are so many questions in my mind that I wanna ask her."

"Like what?"

"Like why she ...," she paused for a moment. "She aborted my sister."

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