
The old woman's eyes stalled at a name that was in fact very doubtful. The year that the young woman named Sharron Alexandria was referring to was not the exact year that she entered this home. But, the old lady tried to ask him another question.
"There is no name of Sharron Alexandria in my journal, but there is only the name of Alexandria. He entered the home around the end of 2001. It says here that Alexandria entered this orphanage because her parents had an accident and all died. Only his daughter was still alive. So that the police put Alexandria in this parlor."
The deg!
Is that his story? Why is there only the name Alexandria?
"May you know the details, madam? I actually wanted to find my parents, but I can't seem to find the whole information here."
"Yes, Miss. I'm sorry. At that time the workers in this parlor were indeed in and out. While the data is still manual. Not as modern as it is today. All very sophisticated."
"How, Sharron? Do you need to go somewhere else?" asked Noelle who was dissatisfied with what she got today.
"No! I just want to get it here. Um, is there a date of birth in this data, ma'am? I want to check it out. Whether it's the same as my date of birth or not" Sharron said.
"There are only months and years, Miss. Do you want to?"
"Sure!" sharron replied sure.
"November 1997."
The deg!
The same month and year he was born into this world. However, there is a slight awkwardness. Sharron's name is in front of Alexandria. Could this be the name given by her foster parents? But, as Sharron remembered, he had never been adopted by anyone.
"May I know the name of Alexandria's parents?" sharron asked increasingly. Maybe from here he can find everything.
"Samuel Alexander."
The information collected is more than enough. Even if Sharron wanted to ask again about who Samuel Alexander was, it was clear the old woman would never know. It was possible that he could not remember the past of so many orphanage family members.
"Thank you, Madam. Then, we say goodbye," Sharron said.
"Thank you, ma'am," Noelle said before they actually walked out of the room.
"Either. I hope that information is true for you, son," said the old woman.
Sharron and Noelle walked through the old building. Sharron tried to remember it. Perhaps by looking at the state of the building it is able to open up the memories of his past.
"Noelle, what if Samuel Alexander was really my parents?"
"At least you know they're dead" Noelle replied confidently.
"Yes too, but I don't want to continue this search. Even though he was dead, it was painful. Even if it's their truth, it feels like I'm too bad to accuse him of not being responsible for me."
"Don't, Sharron! Consider this information half way. Who knows if you're actually the son of a lost rich man. Alexander's extended family will look for you and then give you the company's legacy, for example" Noelle advised.
"Ck, you read too many novels online. How could it possibly be like that? If you have to look for it, why not do it 5 years ago or a maximum of 10 years ago? It's been over 20 years. That's pretty impossible."
"What are you going to tell Darrell?"
"I didn't find any information" Sharron replied lightly.
"Don't be stupid, Sharron! Darrell's not a fool you lie to. In fact, the aura of your face clearly indicates that the information you received has made you feel upset. You're confused, right?"
Now, both of them were on the street waiting for a taxi to pass. Sharron sometimes looks dreamy.
Am I really Samuel Alexander's son? Who the hell is he? Honestly, I really wanted to meet him. According to the information I have, Samuel Alexander has died in an accident. At least I'll find where the tomb is.
"Sharron, are you okay?" noelle asked who had managed to stop the taxi. "Let's ride!"
"Yes, Noelle. I'm good."
"Where are we going now?" ask Noelle.
"Where are you going, Miss?" ask the taxi driver.
"Bellinghausen, yes!" noelle answered the taxi driver. "Yes, no problem. After that, you want to stop by the office or go home?"
"I want to stop by the office for a while. All of you take you there to meet Alan. At least I have a reason that you work in an office. I can go there often" Sharron said in a serious tone.
"You're a freak. You should be able to come to the office at any time because your husband is there. You weird lady!" kanda Noelle's.
"Noelle, Darrell's not the same as a man in general. He is a typical cuckoo at work. I'm afraid going to the office is bothering him."
"You're pessimistic for not trying it."
The taxi that took him finally arrived at Bellinghausen. A restaurant not far from Darrell's office. The two entered and ordered lunch. The lingering in the orphanage made him realize that it was already noon.
"Aren't you going to tell Darrell?"
"I'd really like to send him a message. But, I'm afraid I can't answer all the questions."
"Send me your message! There's me. I'll help you answer it" Noelle advised.
How else. At least Sharron was there to help him at this moment.
"alright. I'll send him a message."
Honey, I'm at Bellinghausen now. Meet me here, yeah. If you are not busy.💖
Sharron put his phone back in the small bag he was carrying. She did not wait for a reply from her husband, but waited for the man's arrival.
"Have you?" ask Noelle.
"Yes. Have you ordered food?"
"Yes. I'll book for Darrell, yeah."
"Eh, if he comes. If not?" Sharron's pessimist.
"He must have come. For his beloved wife."
"Noelle!"
"Sharon!"
Both smiling. It feels strange to their friendship right now. One is married, the other is muddy with the status of his single.
Sharron and Noelle's opposing minds have proven that Darrell is coming. The man smiled sweetly at his wife who looked wrongly like that.
"Darling, you're here apparently," said Darrell then kissed his wife's forehead in front of Noelle.
"Hemm, how romantic!" noelle's exclamation.
"Do you guys have the information?" Darrell sat down next to Sharron.
Sharron looked at Noelle as if asking for her approval. Noelle nodded.
"Little bit. I got the name Samuel Alexander, honey. But I'm not sure because there's only the name Alexandria in there. Not Sharron Alexandria" Sharron said.
Alexander Samuel? The name seems familiar to me. But, who is he?
"Darling, do you remember anything?" Sharron was curious because his face looked unusual.
Darrell shook his head. He was also not sure, was this Samuel Alexander the same person he had ever known?