
When Marginah and Nesya turned their bodies, Marginah heard a crackle. Marginah ignored because she thought the sound of a rat or cat who was scavenging for food from scattered garbage. But his voice is getting louder. Marginah is looking for the source of the sound.
“Nes, hear crackle crackle ga?” ask Marginah while her eyes search for the source of the voice.
“Yes, rats may or cats.” replied Nesya. The two of them then stepped out of the gate of the courtyard. But when I walk a few steps.
“Ooooeeeek.” heard the sound of crying baby so slow. But the voice was heard by Marginah and Neshiah. The two of them looked at each other.
“Bayi.” says Marginah and Nesya together. They turned around and looked for the source of the sound he heard. Marginah walked quickly towards the gate, her eyes looking downward. Then he saw a cardboard box placed below near the trash.
“Nes there is cardboard.” said Marginah then she squatted in front of the cardboard. Nesya also approached the cardboard. The cardboard is not closed. Marginah immediately opened the cardboard. There was one little baby that was still red. In the cardboard in addition to the baby there is also a black plastic bag package. The sound of crackle crackle earlier seemed to be due to the legs of the baby who kicked the plastic bag.
“Let's take it inside, we love Mother Sari.” said Marginah and then held the cardboard containing the baby. The two of them continued walking towards Mother Sari's room. It was seen that some of the residents of the orphanage had come out and walked towards the prayer room. They saw Marginah carrying the cardboard but did not pay much attention to it.
When Nesya will knock on the door of Ibu Sari, the door is already open first, because Ibu Sari will go to the prayer room.
“What's up?” Ibu Sari asked when she saw Marginah's face and Nesya's expression was worried. And seeing Marginah carrying cardboard is like holding a baby.
“This bu there is a baby placed near the garbage tub near the gate.” said Marginah while showing the cardboard she brought.
“Still alive or dead?” Ibu Sari asked in a worried tone and immediately took over the cardboard brought by Marginah. Then Ibu Sari brought her into her room. Marginah and Nesya looked at each other and then she followed Sari's mother into the room Sari Mother. Marginah and Nesya were worried that the baby was dead. Because it is only crying once and weeping.
Sari's mother took the baby and held and patted gently, the baby moved. Sari's mother, Marginah and Nesya look relieved. Marginah opened the black plastic bag inside the cardboard inside with some baby clothes. Looks like a new shirt. Marginah was looking for a bottle of milk but it wasn't in the box.
“No milk bottle Bu.” says Marginah.
“Maybe tucked Well, mosok ga brought her milk bottle.” said Nesya while helping stir the contents of the cardboard. But there is only a sling and a plastic bag that contains clothes. It was seen Marginah and Nesya had melted tears while staring at the baby who was still held by Mother Sari. The baby seemed to just be quiet, while occasionally making a soft sound.
“You have now gone to the prayer room and so on prepare to go to school. Let me take care of this baby first. Marginah and Nesya wiped away her tears and then she stepped into the prayer room.
Meanwhile in the guest room, Angga opened his eyes. He turned to look at Mr. Jemari's bed, when he saw the bed was neat. Angga immediately rose from his sleep and sat down, seen the usual place to put the bag of clothes Pak Jemari no longer exist.
“Pak Jemari why not wake me.” shouted Angga who was upset because he could not see the return of Mr. Jemari. Angga went straight to the bathroom in a hurry. After he finished he immediately walked towards the prayer room. The prayer room was quiet, the children had entered and had prayed fervently inside.
After the morning prayer was over, the news of the baby in front of the tumultuous home beat the news of Mr. Jemari's return. Children already know the news from Marginah and Nesya.
“Don't know Sister, wear white clothes anyway, very small still red probably just born yesterday.” replied Marginah. Angga who had just finished the prayer was curious about the news that morning.
“Whose baby Well?” tanya Angga is approaching Marginah. Marginah and Nesya then told all to Angga. Angga's expression looked surprised not to think that there were parents who threw babies near the trash.
“Pity yes, kok dumped near the trash can fortunately not eaten by animals.” said Angga
“Why not just be given to Ibu Sari or another manager.” said Angga again.
“Pity is like the fate of Mas Budi. Let's see the baby again.” said Marginah then they walked to the room of Mother Sari. At the same time Mas Budi had returned home from delivering Mr. Jemari. After parking the motorbike, Mas Budi walked towards the room of Ibu Sari as well. He looked astonished as the children crowded in front of Mother Sari's door.
“What's up?” ask Mas Budi.
“There's a baby.” replied the child. Mas Budi looks surprised. But not long after that Mother Sari came out while holding the baby.
“Let's all go to the dining room, there's something important I want to say.” said Ibu Sari then the children followed said Ibu Sari they all walked to the dining room and sat neatly in their respective places. Ibu Sari then conveyed the latest news in the orphanage there are new residents, their baby sister who was discovered by Marginah and Nesya.
“Bu his sister is a boy or a girl?” ask Nita and Vani with twinkle eyes because it's good to get a new sister.
“Male, there is no name yet, Mom search search in cardboard no message what.” replied Ibu Sari.
“Dikasih Jemari name only Bu, because Pak Jemari came home with a baby boy, make a replacement for Pak Jemari.” proposed Angga
“Do not pity later the name Jemari is not up to date.” said Marginah.
“Who knows in the future even so a cool name. Yes already so cool so James Ari aja.” said Angga.
“James Ari Marnico's. Cool tuh he.. he.. “ proposal Marginah.
“As for Ibu Sari it is who gave the name.” said Marginah next.
“Ya you have now eaten and then go to school.” said Ibu Sari next, he then handed the baby to the Nurse Mother who had come. Meanwhile Mas Budi was seen sitting in silence, he remembered his fate that used to be placed in the orphanage as a baby. And he remembered the woman he saw when he came out to take Mr. Jemari, he saw a woman who was not a villager here riding an ojek in the same direction from the orphanage road and waiting for a bus on the highway just like Mr. Jemari. The woman was involved her face as swollen as a cry.
“What he put the baby.” murmured Mas Budi in heart.