Baby Amber
The One Who Confesses Radit's Mother

I bent my knees and covered my face by flanking them between my knees. I don't care anymore about Ratih who looks ordinary with that horrible figure. I sat in the corner leaning against the wall of the closet and tried my best to hide from the terrible figure that was with Ratih and Radit in our room.

"Mas." Train to call slowly. His voice sounded raucous.

"Mas." I ignored that call again. I don't care anymore if Ratih will go berserk or curse me. But to be honest, that woman's face I really can't forget.

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The gentle pat on my shoulder made me aghast and jump from my hiding place. I puffed up when I accidentally stumbled on my back at the end of the table that was located right next to the wardrobe.

"Silver. Wh-who was that?" I asked Radih pepper, my wife.

"He's Radit's mother, Mas."

I swallowed the saliva when I heard the reply from Ratih. Radit's mother? That means Radit is really the son of Satan. I shudder every time I remember what happened to Radit. A number of events happened that I initially thought were miracles or good luck for us. Because everything is always beyond reason.

"Then, do you still want to let this baby here?" I was hoping that Ratih's answer would restore or release Radit and live a normal life like all.

"Of course, Mas." replied Ratih smiling. The answer left me drowning and falling back to the floor. My whole body feels weak. It seems impossible for Ratih to change his mind to release Radit.

"B-but he's not a human boy, sister." This time I tried to wake my wife.

"Yes, whatever his name is. Why didn't his mother take care of her own son? Why are we the ones who are asking to take care of her?" ketus. This time I was completely inexhaustible with the mind of Ratih. Maybe he chose to keep a child of the devil instead of looking for a human child in an orphanage.

Ratih was silent, he had no voice. He just scratched Radit and swung it. Occasionally his mouth murmured, singing a sleep song for the boy. I became reluctant to call him our son, because Radit was not our son. Especially after seeing what her mother looks like.

"Please take care of my son. You will get what you want if you take care of him wholeheartedly." I turned my head as I heard Ratih speak. His tone was raucous, but I was sure that it was Ratih who spoke. Train to stand up, walking closer towards me slowly. While I chose to retreat, but unfortunately, my body was held back by the closet. I'm cornered and I can't go anywhere. Ratih's body is getting closer, even his body is sticking to my body. I who can't afford to blink can only close my eyes.

"Who are you really?"

"I'm picking up my son. Then you will get what you want." once again Ratih spoke strangely.

"Well-well. B-but when should I take care of her?" tanyaku.

"Until I'll take it again. Give me some time to get my revenge first. After that, I will take my son away." he said, which then stopped along with the fall of Ratih's body to the floor. I failed to hold my wife's body in because I was still nervous and afraid, added Ratih fell suddenly.

"Silver. Dik, get up." I wiggled Ratih's body after carrying him and carrying him on the bed. Radit fell asleep next to him.

I looked at the boy's face, it looked very pale. Unlike babies in general, they are cute and adorable. But the pity appeared when he saw the condition of his mother who was so scary. After I remembered, his mother's physique was not perfect. It seemed like he was experiencing violence that made him die unsettled.

Recalling Ratih's words, the woman would return and take Radit after her revenge was avenged. What kind of grudge had made him soar and leave behind a child like this?