18 Memories

It has been 10 years since she last set foot on the Son Mansion, it was still the same white house with a beautiful garden up front. She spent her last 2 years here after the orphanage was closed down because Sister Fatima fell sick.

The other children were taken to another orphanage, and she moved in to the Son household to take care of her Big Sis.This time again, she is back because Sister Fatima is terminally ill, and the doctor said that she may not have much time left, so she immediately packed her bags and asked fo a leave of absence from the company.

At 24, she is now working as a consultant for one the biggest sports brand in Country A, she loves sports and anything to do about it, and she also gets to travel anywhere when they are launching their new produts as well, so she loves everything about her job.She was about to go to Fountain city to help marketing with their new product when she got a call from Liza asking her to go back home.

"Sis, huhu...Aunt has been looking for you..."Liza was already crying when she saw Marga in the cab.The last time she saw her bestfriend was 3 months ago when she flew to Country A to attend a business meeting for Son Corp. She always treated Marga like a sister from the moment they became friends and in addition to that her brother and Marga are also together, so that would really make them a family.

Twelve years ago when she first stepped in the Son Mansion, it was her first time to be in another persons home, the only thing she remembered about her childhood was being abondoned at some old church where Sister Fatima and her met.

It was pouring outside, she remembered seeing the back of her mother when was told her that she will go out and buy food then left without another word, but it was more than a few hours and she never returned.Still she never moved an inch from where she was sitting because her mother might be looking for her.

Hungry and cold, she fell asleep, the moment she opened her eyes, she felt a warmth covering her body, she found herself inside a room.She immediately stood up but was held back by a sharp pain on her arm, she looked at her right arm and saw that she was on drip, she was was really confused, at the same time a lady came in the room, the lady smiled at her apologetically."Hello, my name is Sister Fatima, I'm sorry that we put on drip, you were extremely dehydrated and has been unconscious for the last 3 days.

"My mother, did you see my mother?" the little girls eyes started to reddened."My mother said she was just went out to buy food, why did you bring me here, my mother will be looking for me" she shouted angrily.Even though she was just6 years old, growing up in a tough environment she is more mature than her age, and she knew then that her mother had left her,

"It's alright Little one, Big Sis is here for you, I can be your mother if you like." Sister Fatima said lovingly as she embraced the girl who was crying hysterically in her arms and patted her head.

Seeing the angelic nun who came to save her that day worn out and fragile, she felt her heart ache, and the tears are threatening to fall from her eyes. "Big Sis, it's your Little Mimi, sorry it took me a while to get here." she mustered all her courage not to cry."Mimi, how are you here, don't you have work?" Sister Fatima slowly opened her eyes to look at Marga.