"Did she bring you here?"
"No, I came here myself. She said there were several big white houses and a very, very large tree here. I looked for a long time and finally found it!"
Hearing this, Julissa felt her heart growing sour. Lele is only three years old.
Such a young child, traveling so far on her own.
To think, the welfare home where Lele came from was over ten kilometers away...
A journey so long, yet no one noticed her and took her to the police. Reflecting on the misfortunes that might have occurred to Lele, Julissa found herself gripped by unbearable distress.
A lump formed in her throat as she asked, "Lele, were you happy before?"
Lele shook her head solemnly, replying, "I wasn't happy, but I'm happy now, because I have daddy, mommy, a little brother, a
grandma, an aunt, I have a family!"
Julissa planted a sweet kiss on her cheeks, affirming, "Yes, Lele will always have a family."
Cerillo, cradling Harley, asked, "Are you happy that sister's come home, Harley?"
