The Mistress
Be Our Daughter

"Rea. Morning already. Let's have breakfast with aunty and Uncle Abraham." Patricia stroking the cheeks of the girl who was still damp was gentle. Making Rea who is still adventurous in her dreams, disturbed.

Slowly, Rea opened her eyes. The girl was quite troubled because the sunlight coming in from the bedroom window pierced her eyeballs. Patricia's shady smile greeted him.

"Good morning, dear. How you feeling?" Patricia loved Rea as much as her own daughter.

Without even being answered, everyone must know that Rea's feelings are not okay. Rea was so moody, different from the days before.

Of course, his heavenly light had left him. What else is he alive for? All this time Rea studied desperately just so that his father and mother were proud of him. But now they were gone, so why else would he do that.

Rea lost his spirit, his soul was like death.

"Dad, where are they?" the girl was either conscious or not.

As it had been, only a hug could Patricia give to Rea.

"Honey already. You can be sad about the passing of your father and mother. But not with your spirit, son. You have to be strong and strong to live your life in the future" Patricia said.

Rea's bead was still filled with immortality, "Then for what I lived aunty. For whom did I continue my life, while both my parents had left me?"

Patricia holds both sides of Rea's shoulder, and locks Rea's bead.

"Listen to aunty baby. Life and death are in God's hands. No one knows the age of a person. And you, you're young. Your future is long. And you ask who you're living for?" wiping away the tears Rea returned flooded her face.

"Your children will be! Your husband!" Rea was stunned when she heard that sentence.

"Sometimes you'll get married, right? And also have children and live happily with your husband? Didn't you crave that time?" ask Patricia.

Rea's bead answered everything, even though her tiny lips chose to shut up. Yeah, well, Rea used to always talk to her mom. Later, he will marry a man who will make him happy.

"You are so beautiful Rea, there must be many men who want to be your partner. But your focus for now is not that. Your focus now is to learn and learn. Understood?" at length Patricia cheered the poor girl.

Rea nodded, although the support from Patricia did not wipe out the pain in his heart, Rea smiled, although it was difficult. At least he appreciated Patricia with just that smile.

"good. You're a strong boy." Patricia was anxious, unable to bear to hug Rea. The inner bond between two women of different generations is very strong even though their meeting can still be counted hours.

Rea nodded and followed Patricia's lead.

"Good morning Rea." said Abraham as soon as Rea sat in one of the dining chairs. There was no Adam there, no idea where the young man went.

"Ocle's Part." Rea smiled at Abraham.

The waiter was about to prepare breakfast for Rea, but Patricia refused subtly.

"Let me. I wonder what Rea's favorite food is" Patricia said.

"What do you want to eat?" tanyakanya.

Rea did not reply, the girl was daydreaming somehow.

"Rea?"

"Yes Ma'am?" Rea suddenly answered, leaving Patricia stunned to hear the call.

Rea realized what he had just said. "I'm sorry Rea, Rea..."

"Sst..." Patricia pulled for Rea to lean on her shoulder. "It's okay, baby. Aunty understands how you feel. Losing someone we love is hard."

"Rea, don't think you're alone in this world, son. From now on you can consider us to be your family. We accept you in this house, son, whenever you want to come to us" Abraham said with tenderness.

Rea's cry broke, the taste in her chest was mixed. It could not be explained with words how troubled his heart was at this moment.

Patricia held onto Rea's face, stroking her gently, as she stroked her two baby boys first.

"Aunty knew your father and mother would never be replaced by anyone. But if you want, aunty and uncle want you to be our daughter. Be our son and be part of the Ainsley family" Patricia said.

Rea was stunned, everything happened so quickly. Just yesterday morning he hugged and kissed his mother. But now, they had just left without a word of farewell.