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Chapter 2

"Don't run!"

Some men dressed in all black, followed by a woman, seemed to be walking quickly to hunt another woman. Their views and steps scattered in all directions, so as not to lose track. Despite being two-bodied, it did not make them easy to catch the woman.

"You have to be strong, son," said the pregnant woman who was being chased by a group of people with breathless breath while stroking her stomach which had been very bloated. Meanwhile, his other hand was used as a focus on the wall along the small alleys he had traced.

The woman's hands and feet are increasingly vibrating along with the extraordinary pain that is increasingly spread throughout the body until penetrating to the crown of the head. Sometimes he stopped while closing his eyes, just wanting to reduce the pain in the core area of his body, he said, and gather the remaining energy and courage that he has to keep going even though the danger is chasing right behind him.

"I can't walk anymore. I'd better hide. They can't find me." The woman was monologuing while looking to the right and left. His breathing is getting heavy. However, no one could be asked for help at that time.

His deathly pale face was sweating coldly covered in a dim and silent light that night. The woman sat in a corner holding back all her conscious effort to stay in place. "I must not give up so easily" his mind with a mountain of warm circles that had been blocked in the eye.

The crumbs were already feeling the entire bones in his body. He bent both knees and opened them slightly. Something urgent in the stomach since it was torturing, now it feels more and more wanted out of place.

Fresh blood started flowing slowly. His entire bones seemed to be broken simultaneously at that very instant.

He closed his eyes, holding all these feelings by himself. At a time like this, she should be in the hospital and welcome the struggle of giving birth to the baby with her husband.

However, it seems like fate would have another will. The fetus seems to be impatient to see the outside world and get out of the comfort zone, even though they are currently in pursuit of others.

The woman grimaced in pain, without guidance, once in a while she began to inhale oxygen and exhale it slowly.

The fact that he was about to be separated from the baby caused him to run away.

No more holding back all that feeling. The woman began to put strength in her stomach. He tried to push, and encouraged the baby who was still in the womb to come out immediately.

For a moment he paused to take a breath, then again bit his own clothes with both hands clenched firmly as if his entire body was struggling together for one purpose, but without guidance. Until not long later, something felt successfully out of the core of the woman's body and did not need time to hear the cry of a baby.

Just about to breathe a sigh of relief, even though his body felt torn apart, the sound of the crying of the baby managed to invite the people who were chasing them.

"So you gave birth? Great also can still survive even without help," said a woman leader of the crowd. "Take the baby!" The woman's orders to her men.

"But, Nyonya—" saw a baby still covered in blood and an umbilical cord still connected to his mother. Of course the man felt a little horrified, but the sharp gaze of the woman beside him, felt even more terrifying.

"Don't take my baby!" said the woman with great difficulty. After his energy to fight alone, did not expect instead to be found so easily.

"Just go to the afterlife! Take it easy, I'll take very good care of him." After saying that, the woman grabbed the gun belonging to her men. He shot a mother who had just given birth to her child and left her.

"I must not die like this," the wounded woman's inner self stared at the people who took her baby, at the rest of the consciousness she had. Until finally the woman's body droops helplessly, with lives that are no longer saved.