Helper Pervishes
Chapter 55. Miracle I

Ever since Morgan got out of the car, Selvie's silent eyes had already followed where the man was heading. As Morgan sat at the round table with several other foreign guests, Selvie sat four tables next to him. As Morgan headed for the neatly arranged drink table and sipped the drinks in the glass one by one, Selvie continued to lurk behind the crowd of women.

As Morgan headed for the stage and conversed with the groom, Selvie followed him 20 metres behind him. He was quietly behind Morgan.

“What does it do?” selvie muttered as Morgan and the groom walked out towards the side door.

Selvie continued to follow them until arriving at the side corridor.

Setiba Selvie there he gasped in shock, Morgan was seen hitting the groom. A faint mouth rang out between them. Selvie finally ventured to get closer. After all Morgan seems to have been affected by liquor, which is why his brain is a little out of control. How dare he hit the groom still in the wedding.

“Bug Bug Bug,” the sound of a harder punch is given the groom. Morgan was seen stumbling towards the floor. At that time Selvie intended to break up the fight, but his intention stopped when he heard the bridegroom's words were getting clear.

“Foolish man, your son. Miracle your son, you fools can't recognize your own son. Now don't ever approach them again, if Utari is crying again because of you, I'll kill you,” the man in the gray-white suit told Morgan.

Selvie's steps stopped, he digested the intent of the speech. His mouth gaped as his left hand closed above his.

“I mean Miracle is Morgan's son. Impossible,” muttered Selvie. Slowly his steps moved backwards. If Miracle is Morgan's son, his chances of getting Morgan are all the more impossible. Morgan had liked the boy before he even knew he was his son.

“Fucking cheesy woman, I have to find you guys before Morgan,” maki Selvie with annoyance considering the woman who is not who it is always a hindrance even though she has gone far away from that city.

Selvie turned around, then walked out of that corridor. He re-entered the ballroom where the invitees were still so crowded. Unknowingly Utari's figure darted in her shadow walking out towards the corridor.

“That's Utari?” he mumbled as if he could not believe what he saw.

“But?” doubt arose in Selvie's heart. “No way, Utari could be present at an event of this size. Anyway?!” He brushed aside his own thoughts, remembering that the woman he saw resembled Utari was in the same uniform as the brides' families. “They must only be Similar.”

Selvie was about to walk out of the ballroom, Kemuidan accidentally a young woman passed in front of him. The woman in the baby siter uniform was holding Miracle.

“Mi Miracle?” selvie says spontaneously.

The woman holding Miracle stopped then smiled at Selvie.

“Miracle you Miracle? Where am I looking for you?” selvie said friendly.

“A you who?” ask the woman in the white uniform.

“Oh yes, I'm his mother's best friend. Her mother's at my desk. Aunty has been around looking for you son, duh kangennya,” Selvie directly took Miracle from Sitha's embrace.

“Let's just relax, my mom and I are friends. I will take her to her mama, Utari on my desk,” Selvie Samhil said pointing towards her desk at the end.

Sitha nods, it is natural that if Utari's best friend is present there, who is married is his college friend, the woman must be his best friend.

Selvie passed towards the direction she was pointing at, while Sitha just stared at him and disappeared behind the crowd.

Selvie takes Miracle out of the ballroom to the hotel lobby. Then the attendants of the event at that time diverted Selvie's actions. He immediately headed for a taxi parked not far from the parking lot.

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Meanwhile, in the ballroom of the elite JC hotel a few hours after Miracle disappeared, some police were busy watching some CCTV footage of the hotel's lobby. All hotel security has been deployed to search for Miracle within a few kilometers of the hotel. The entire family is still anxiously awaiting news from everyone who participated in the search.

Rayhan and Jessie were browsing through all the taxis that were carrying female and baby passengers that night. A taxi claimed to take a woman and a small child to the bus terminal, but after the passengers got off the taxi driver did not know where they were going.

Utari and Morgan combed every street near the terminal. Every info from Rayhan and Jessie they've been to. While carrying a photo of the little Miracle, Utari asked everyone she met..

The night was getting late, almost every taxi carrying female and baby passengers had been traced. Terminals and some houses they had come to but to no avail.

While crying Utari is still trying to find the whereabouts of her child.

“Mirey, you where nak,” Utari said while lying down in front of the fence of a house. The last house that just dropped off a female passenger and attacked a baby. But the baby that the woman was carrying was not Miracle.

Utari wept more and more, when Morgan approached and rubbed his back his tears flowed more and more.

“I'll look for Miracle, you rest first. How about I take you home?” persuade Morgan to sit next to Utari.

“How can I go home, my son has not met. I can't sleep if he hasn't found me. I have to look for him,” Utari said.

Morgan pulled Utari's head then leaned it against her chest. “We will look for it, I've sent people to some houses that are suspected of Selvie's coming. If it's true that selvie kidnapped Miracle I'm sure he won't do anything with her. Because Selvie wants me not Miracle.”

Hearing Morgan's words, Utari looked up at the man's face. His jaw hardened, he looked very angry and also disappointed.

“Is it really selvie who kidnapped her? But why?”

Morgan shook his head. He then took Utari's hand and grabbed her fingers.

“We still don't know who brought Miracle. If the woman was a kidnapper, she would have contacted us immediately and asked for a ransom. I promise I'll do whatever it takes to bring our son home,” Morgan said hearing the jaws harden.

Morgan and Utari continue the search. They drive without direction or purpose. With a photograph in hand, Utari kept asking anyone they met until the morning.

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Seriate…