Babysit Wife Candidate

Saving a tiny baby

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A SMK teenager who has just celebrated her graduation.

Seen from his uniform full of colorful streaks.

The tall and thin man, with slightly elongated hair. Seen from the bangs that almost passed through his thick, black eyebrows.

The nose is sharp with thin lips, looks harmonious with the skin is yellow.

It was seen he drove his second wheeled vehicle at high speed, splitting the increasingly concentrated night and the streets were starting to quiet.

Because he passed through the path of rats so as not to smell the authorities who like night patrol, looking for young people who like to race wild, including motorcycle gangs.

But he came home late at night not because of the two.

Although his look looks look strange but actually he is a young man who obeys the rules.

All this because some of his friends did not heed the rules, they tried to get drunk by making oplosan drinks.

To make their bodies sprawled in the emergency room of an area unit hospital.

Fortunately, the angels of death still refused to take their lives.

Maybe not the elite took the life of a snot-drunk kid over a cheap drink.

Andra El Barack, is the name of the boy on the speeding red vespa.

Two days later he was 18. He continued to gas, hoping to get home soon, for fear of making his umma worried.

He's been out of the house for a long time and none of this is what he promised.

Yes, Andra is indeed a submissive teenager he always keeps his promise to anyone, especially umma.

The figure of a great woman who had given birth to him, and struggled alone to raise him and also his younger brother.

Because abuya (the call for male parents, just like the father, or abi) has been coming home from 10 years ago.

On the road that is minimal lighting, Andra continues to drive his vehicle.

Huge trees towered on each side of the long, desolate street.

There is a turn in front but this child still does not lower the speed of the vehicle.

Till,

Ckiitts...

Brakkk

"Ouch!"

Andra squealed when he toppled with his motorbike, his leg was hit by a body motor. Fortunately, he braked so that it did not cause serious injuries and damage to his aesthetic motor.

"Astagfireullah! The feeling was nothing" he screeched while trying to get up and set up his motorbike.

" What people were you talking about?"

"Ish, the cave isn't afraid that it's just the kun-kun."

While monologuing himself, Andra approached a faint figure lying in the middle of the turn earlier.

However, suddenly Andra stopped her footsteps.

He seemed to realize something.

"Where is that supposed to be? can be taken tuh, Semok cave, ah cave not willing,"

"This must be their plot of reason."

Andra almost turned back when she heard a female voice.

"But, if that cave was in a real crowd, gaswat! It can be in the BAP cave. No, no! Nginep in hotel prodeo not included in the list of cave ideals."

After enough arguing with his little heart.

Andra decided to go back to the figure lying down, while talking about prayer as he could.

Seen the figure lying there, dressed in a long cover up to the tip of the foot.

With big clothes and a wide head covering.

Does it look like you are hugging someone or something?

"Astagfireullah! It turns out the cave hit people!"

"To-please..., uh cave would like help for who is so lonely gini?"

Andra looked confused, seen he scratched the rough hair.

Then he ventured into squatting to see, the victim was still safe or not.

"Tolooonggg.

"Oh my God, Ma'am, uh, Ma'am. I-I'm sorry I didn't intentionally." Andra grimaced as she rubbed the veil that covered the woman's face.

(Masyaallah..beautiful).

"I'm sorry, I thought I had a handlebar, it turns out..."

With a look of face that implies full regret.

Andra tried to hold onto the woman's shoulder intending to help her wake up.

However, he gasped when his hands were covered in blood.

Because this woman was dressed as a syar'i, Abdra could not see where the wound was. Why is this woman wallowing in her own blood?

Is it that bad? He felt just grazing earlier.

The woman shook her head weakly, her breath stinging.

Then he handed over something that had been on his deck tightly.

"Save him...,"

"I beg you," softly came the voice of the woman, all her might speaking while enduring the pain in her body.

He directed the small creature that curled up in the warm bed. Make Andra unprepared, catch him with a wave.

Andra looked in shock at the patterning of the netra, when she found out what was in her arms now.

"Save it, my son's life, please...,"

"I think it's time to come and pick me up.."please ask the woman with a face filled with tears, a pair of my faint neutrals pleading, with one hand tightly grasping Andra's arm.

It seemed he felt, that his end was very near.

Andra pecked, her body stiffened and her tongue felt muffled.

He wanted to resist, even with all his might he tried to get his voice out.

" Ta-but..,"that's just a word that his tongue is capable of.

Even his throat felt dry, as if his oral cavity was no longer producing saliva.

"All her identities are in the bag." said the woman with all her strength, visible from her occasional way of closing her eyes.

Andra dared to open the head covering of the creature in her arms.

Seraut a tiny face with flushed skin, his eyes still closed peacefully, as if unaware of what was happening at this moment.

The nose and lips were so tiny, and both cheeks and chin were round, so beautiful and adorable.

Will he lose his mother?

When his body was this small?

And, it's all because of my fault.

The inner war began to flare up, creating a sense of tightness of regret and guilt.

"Give.kan..lah.. he...kainah and protect,"

The woman's words were cut off, her breathing was wheezing.

"Go quickly from here, take him with you, save him from the man who is about to take his life.Go away!" the woman seemed to be expending her last remaining energy to give the order to Andra.

Because after that, Andra heard the sounds of dogs barking from a distance, as well as a few footsteps approaching.

He stared for a moment at the face of the little creature who did not know about it.

Then turn to the figure of a woman whose condition is already very weak. His face grew pale as so much blood flowed.

"Go!" throw the woman away with her tears.

Andra stood up immediately.

It seems, this baby's situation is really threatened.

He stared once more, until the neutrals and the woman clashed.

The woman nodded weakly, then Andra rushed to her motorbike. He held the little baby with one hand.

"I'm sorry." he said slowly as he looked at where the mother of the baby was lying, as he would not be able to carry the two with his vespanya.

.....

The sound of the barking of the dogs and the clattering of the steps of the hunters were increasingly clearly heard.

Tearing thickly in the silence of midnight that smelled of blood fishy.

The weak body no longer moved.

"Why is it so fast? though he's been hit by my shot" muttered one of the hunters who sucked a cigar between his lips.

The smoke billows into the air, making the night even more dramatic.

There was a sound of the dark brown-haired beast barking many times.

"Goody boys! You found them!" he nodded while stroking the two heads of the dog.

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