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CHAPTER 1

The soft clink of the song Fur Elise belonging to Beethoven flowed from – children's toys that revolved slowly between the dimness of the nursery. A young mother appears to be swinging her baby basket in the corner of the room. The baby was crying loudly while kicking – kicked. I don't know what made him cry.

“Sleep huh dear? Sleep huh? It's 2 o'clock in the morning, why are you still crying, son??” the young mother said she was worried. “Do you get sick??”

The mother lifted the baby out of the basket and held him affectionately trying to calm the baby down.

Her baby is a cute baby boy –, so adorable, so sweet, her eyes are ash – clear ash, her skin is snow white, her tiny lips are pink. Anyone would fall in love when they looked at him. It was because of the baby's poignancy that the young mother and her husband decided to take care of the baby when they first found the sweet baby in a teardrop on the doorstep of their home. I don't know who left the baby there. Just a strand of Pentagram bobble necklace coiled around the poor baby's neck, in addition, there is no identification or any letter that can be used as a guide to find out who the biological parents of the baby boy – boy.

“What's the matter, baby?? Why don't you shut up?” whispered the mother while hugging her baby who was still crying. “You're sick or you're hungry again, son? Mom, make some milk...Patience huh?”

The clink of the song Fur Elise was suddenly stopped when suddenly there was the sound of another baby crying accompanying the sound of crying baby boy – cute boy! The young mother nearly dropped the baby she was carrying in shock.

“Ke...Why the cry..” the eyes of the young mother look for – find the source of the sound of the 2nd cry that reverberates rivaling the cry of her own baby. “Su...That voice...It looks like it's in this room too!”

The young mother's heart was pounding when she found another baby arrived – just arrived already rolled crying in her baby basket. It was as if she was dreaming that she was looking at the baby...The mysterious baby...Just like her own baby, her eyes, her hair...Like twins...Where did that baby come from?? Why can arrive – arrived is in this basket??? Is that baby...Is...

“Aaaaahh!!! Noaaaaakk!!!!” the hysterical scream of the young mother seemed to break the silence of the night at 2 am that day.

Too late! When the young mother's husband lunged into the nursery. Too late!!

“Dina??!!! What's up??!! Dinah!!! What happened to our son??”

But the – man only found Dina his wife was already lying stiff on the floor. The woman's eyes were wide open with a gaping bite scar on her neck. While the baby rolled beside the wife's body, covered in blood and crying.

“Dinaaaa!!!!!! Noaaaak!!!!” male shout – the man bladders loudly.