un enfant perdu

I was at my desk today and suddenly thought of my parents.
I had not spoken to my parents for awhile...
Waited for the usual wake up call on Sunday, but there wasn't any..
Where have they been?
Still in Jakarta?
What are they up to?

Once got out from the class, I made a call home..
Unfamiliar voice picked up.
Your mother is not home she said.
I proceed to call my dad.
Not in his office seemed like.
Connected to my aunt instead.
Where is my daddy?
I miss my daddy...
She laughed.
Your daddy just stepped out to lunch.
How do you know it was me?
You're the only one here calling for your daddy like a lost child.
Really? Nobody looked for his/her daddy at the office?
Well, they said "Mr. Somebody" not "my daddy"..
hehehe..
Would you like him to call you once he gets back?
Not tonite, maybe in the morning cause I'm about to pass out now...
Alrighty.. good nite then...

Missing my sweet mum, too...