Unknown Baby
For the Baby!

She does not regret giving birth to her son, but what she regrets is that she cannot give life like a family in general. The woman with shoulder-length hair put the new baby jabrik two weeks she was born right in front of Faiq's house.

The sky was cloudy, dark clouds were just above. The streets were empty without anyone passing by. She kissed the baby one last time. He slipped a letter and also a necklace given by the baby's great-grandmother.

Her tears were dripping, not heart. But this is for the survival of the baby. He wanted to stand up, to go from there. But his heart hurts so much. Unpowerful. Again he looked at his little baby. The baby she loved more than her own life.

The woman enveloped the baby. Smell at his cheek again. Her tears were dripping but her lips were trying to smile.

"I hope you find a family that loves you and loves you."

He stood up, his gaze towards the top floor of the house. There was a light on there, the place where Myesha was working on the comic. On the lower floor there is Faiq who is busy wiping the back of Cucut, his favorite turtle while making out loud.

"May love be present in your hearts and love this child."

The woman looked back, she was afraid that her sister-in-law would come here. Soon the woman ran away. Leaving the baby there.

Meanwhile Andre saw the incident from the second floor of his house, he smiled and went down. There is a high sense of killing. With his car he catches up with the woman who was intent on killing herself.

His life is meaningless, he wants to crash himself on the two-lane road where many vehicles pass to Bandar Lampung. Andre followed him. The death that became the woman's wish was granted by Andre.

As the woman expected, her sister-in-law followed. She saw her sister's baby lying in front of Faiq's house. Calm with his sleep. Without crying.

At that time the sister-in-law already knew that her brother died somewhere like she wanted to. He took the baby, left Faiq's house.

His heart was upset, this few months the woman had been trying to prevent her brother-in-law from committing suicide. Trying to convince them that there is still a way. But in fact it is difficult, people who pursue them from Jakarta are known to have reached their parents' homes. It makes it difficult for him to meet his own family.

"Why are you here?" ask Riki when he sees people he knows coming to his mini market.

"Can you help me?"

Now there's no choice but to protect this baby the way her sister-in-law wants.

"I'm busy."

"I'll pay dear."

Her sister-in-law's money is very much, paying people to run her brother's will is easy.

"What do you want me to do?" asked Riki still indifferently. He stayed at the mini market cashier.

"Take all the CCTVs in the area here and help me fulfill Brother's will for the last time."

The curly-haired woman looked at Riki, her eyes glazed over. Refraining from crying. Making Riki's little heart become pity.

"What's your brother's will?"

"She wanted Doctor Faiq and Brother Myesha to be the parents of this baby."

"You're out of your mind? How could that happen."

"All can if we set it well. Slander them, get them married and take care of this baby." The curly-haired woman insisted.

Riki was inexhaustible, he didn't want to do that. But his refusal was a crushing defeat with the woman. With a shrewd look he managed to persuade Riki. The reason that this baby should have the chance to live makes the young man who dumped his biological family pity. Moreover, the curly haired woman explained that if this baby does not have a family then it will die.

The curly-haired woman told Riki to take all the CCTV, she wrote a fake letter and replaced it with the original letter. He also called Ms. RT and the midwife who handled the baby's birth process in secret. He meticulously and deftly arranged everything.

The sky was getting cloudy, he hugged his shoulder. Her tears flowed and hurriedly wiped away. He put the baby in the basket again and walked to Faiq's house. Put the baby there. Before that he made the baby cry to disturb the occupants of the house.

The woman saw from a distance, Myesha and Faiq came in as the drizzle descended. Bring the baby into the house.

During these few months his brother-in-law was pursued by death, they moved from one place to another. Her husband's family has been ruined. She was separated from her own husband. With her sister-in-law who was about to give birth she returned to Lampung, to her hometown. Meet Nindy, his best friend.

Residents arrived after the RT ma'am he paid dearly to carry out his duties. In the mini market Riki the curly-haired woman cried after reading the last message from her sister-in-law.

He tried to call but his number was off. It was also written there telling him to leave Lampung immediately.

"Why is it all like this" said the woman as she sat on the floor. Now he's just left alone. Maybe those people are still chasing them, he has to go so that the baby brother's whereabouts are safe.

With a drenched drench Riki returned to the mini market. Look at the woman with a pus. Then exhale heavily.

"I've done everything you asked, Bang Faiq is now taken to Mr. Lurah's house. We just have to wait whether it goes according to plan or not."

The woman was still sitting next to the cashier. Clutching feet. The mini market has been closed from earlier and they can go in and out through the side.

"Hopefully it works. I'll send the money before it goes to Malaysia."

"You want to run away there?"

The woman nodded, she wiped her tears. "I have to leave before those people know where I am and my sister's baby."

"Do you think it's safe to leave the baby here?"

"I believe Sister Myesha is a good person, she will definitely protect the baby."

Riki could not interfere more than this or his life would also be threatened. He extended a hand to the woman.

"Stay, I'll take you to Nindy, sleep with her tonight. Don't sleep in the hotel anymore."

The woman welcomes the helping hand of Riki, the boyfriend of her SD friend. It all just passed. Now he can only pray his best.

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