
"Good." The taxi driver replied following Jeco's orders.
Mira who was carrying a baby basket did not suspect that her car was being followed. Even his gaze was always divided between looking at the street and the baby.
"You're a funny baby. But, my dear, your luck is not lucky. I-i'm sorry! I can only help you as much as I can. The rest you have to fight alone. If your life is lucky you will be successful. And I hope my sacrifice is not in vain." Mira said to the red baby who still did not understand what she just said.
"Oek.ook..." The baby suddenly cried.
"Sst.. You don't cry baby.we haven't reached the destination yet." Mira said back.
But strangely the baby was also according to seem to understand what Mira said. Her crying stopped and she went back to sleep asleep in a basket.
"Good boy!" Mira smiled happily to see that the baby was no longer crying. Because if she cries, Mira has to stop the journey to ease her. It just so happened that Mira was alone in the car. Automatically if there's anything with the baby, he'll have to handle it himself.
Jeco's heart that had just calmed down was now back to exercising. Tension enveloped his entire face. Fortunately, he wore a mask and a hat so that his tense face could not be seen by anyone.
"Hopefully I don't get into trouble." Say it in the heart. Afraid that his reconnaissance was known to Mira or the others.
The car that Jeco was riding was still following the car in front of him. Although not tight, but not too slow either. Maybe because Mira was carrying the baby she was trying to control it calmly.
Shortly after, the car driven by Mira leads to a building where in front of it there is a signboard 'orphanage'
The car that Mira was driving entered the building.
"Sir.we stop here!" Jeco said to the driver.
"Good." The driver obediently stopped his car on the side of the road which was not too close to the gate of the orphanage building that had just entered by Mira. The goal is not to make suspicion on Mira as well as others for the reconnaissance that Jeco did.
After parking the car neatly in a large yard, Mira stopped the engine of his car. Then open the seat belt and turn towards the bed.
"You're really good boy! Just like your mother always obeyed. Let's go to a new place where you'll have lots of friends and happiness!" Mira said with a smile, even though the one she spoke to was a red baby who was still asleep.
Unexpectedly the two ends of the baby's lips lifted like they were smiling back.
"Eh. smile.. " Mira looked at the baby's anxiety and then the replica of her fingers grabbed the baby's puffy cheeks and then touched it gently. Mira also smiles to see the response of a cute baby who is now in front of her.
"Ah..why are you so funny boy? Makes me not have the heart to keep you here. Don't make me touched boy!" Mira protested at the weak baby she was staring at. Mira's conscience can't tell lies.
"I can't be weak to this baby!" Mira straightened her body and then came out of the steering wheel, bracing herself not to drag on her mother's taste. Then turn open the other door to carry the baby basket even though it feels heavy in the heart.
"Ish.. Why are you crying now?" Mira looked at the baby with curious eyes. Heart and mind fight between not heart and must be heart, Mira also stepped her feet into the home by carrying a baby basket that still sounds crying.
"Well... is the baby crying?" The voice of the middle-aged woman appeared as soon as Mira entered the room that used to welcome the guests. Then his gaze turned to the baby basket that had been placed on the table followed by his hands that immediately lifted the red baby into his arms. Eyes of sincerity were radiated staring at the innocent baby. Like a mother to her child.
Mira who has no experience taking care of babies just look at it without knowing what to do. He could only pay attention to what the middle-aged woman was doing solemnly.
"Cup.. " The baby who was still wrapped in a knickknack was held by the head of the home in his chest. She smiled sweetly while looking at the baby as if she had known him for a long time. The baby's mouth in the sling was slightly open looking for something that could be touched by his mouth. The instinct of the baby who feels hungry is clearly looking for something that can enter his mouth.
"Duh. honey.. " The head of the parlour saw the movement of the tiny mouth to the left and to the right.
"I'm sorry I stayed to bring milk for this baby. He's apparently thirsty and hungry." The head of the orphanage who has decades of experience taking care of orphans, certainly knows very well that the baby he is holding needs milk for his hunger.
"Iy. yes good." Mira nodded seeing the woman's back go inside to bring milk while holding the baby that had just been stored on the table
"Ah. I hope you feel at home here! I can't do much for you little baby. May one day you not blame me for my actions." Mira muttered to herself for her guilt.
Soon the head of the parlour returned to the living room with a bottle of milk in the mouth of the cute baby. The baby sucked the milk from the bottle he had just given. Apparently he's really hungry.
"Well.hungry, baby?" Said the head of the parlour while looking at the baby's face. He was happy to see the baby suckling. Then he stepped up his legs and landed his butt back on the sofa chair in the room.
"He's gonna drink some mistress' milk?" Tanya Mira shifted her seat closer to the head of the parlour to look at the baby. He wondered what the baby was doing.
"Mmm. She's a cute baby. See his eyes he's staring at me?" The head of the home told Mira. He was happy to see the baby suck milk from the rubber bottle while looking at him.
"Yes yes, it's funny. That's adorable." Mira replied, looking at the baby with a feeling of pleasure and anxiety.
"Mmm... You know why all those babies always look so nice?" Asked the head of the parlour to look towards Mira.
Mira shook her head.
"The baby born into the world is clean from sin. Even though both of his parents were sinners. She is a cheerleader and a remedy of a mother's pain. A mother easily forgets the pain of giving birth once she sees the baby she is born with. That is God's gift to man. So, how bad it would be if someone would throw a baby and even kill him." The head of the home told Mira.
Mira who was listening to the speech of the head of the parlour frowned. He knows that answer now.
"I'm sorry ma'am.I don't know what to do to save this baby. This is all I can do, madam. I can't bear to have to throw this baby away. And I also have no choice but to leave him to you." Mira said with tears, as her little heart felt stifled. As a woman the sadness also regrets the current feelings of Mira. He doesn't know how to. One side of her humanity says 'she must save the baby' and the other side she must be loyal to her current employer.