Miss Yeti is No Ordinary PSK

The Past 4

In his confusion, the bodyguard saw someone who was walking alone, but was still a long distance away from where he was.

He seemed to smile, though not sure, if the person would go down the same path, as the one he was in.

But because she had no other choice, she finally put the baby basket by the side of the road, close to the lush bushes.

The bodyguards spread their eyes in all directions. He did not want his actions to be known to others. He did not want to get into trouble, by throwing the baby on the streets of a deserted village.

When he finished, the bodyguard immediately hid behind the many trees around him. But because I was not sure if it was safe, the guard finally climbed a tree, so it was easier to monitor the situation around.

Unfortunately, a few minutes later, the person she expected to be able to get through the street and would find the baby was nowhere to be seen anymore. I don't know where the guy was.

But, just as he was about to get down from the tree he was climbing, the sound of a crying baby shocked him. The baby he had put on the side of the road was crying very loudly.

And the sound of the cry of the baby, also provoked someone, who was not far from the place to immediately find the source of the sound.

Apparently, the person was down a small river, which was on the edge of the rice field, not far from the baby was.

"Eh, is there a baby? baby sopo yo iki?"

The bodyguard heard the person earlier wondering to himself in his confusion. The man seemed to be circulating his gaze, looking for someone he might be able to question or looking for the whereabouts of his missing son.

Uwek...

The baby kept crying. Fortunately, there was a pacifier, a kind of baby pacifier, which was in the basket, the baby box. Dot, or punting imitation that is commonly used to make the baby silent when crying, because thinking if he is breastfeeding finally makes the baby silent and no longer cry.

"You son of Sopo Nduk? kenopo's on this lonely road by himself?" ask the man again to the baby, who is already in his carrier.

"Is there anyone around here? anyone, please answer. Whose son is this?"

Question after question was uttered by a confused person, with a baby he found in the rice fields and garden, on the edge of his village.

"Yes Allah. Is this the kid you sent me? I have no one else in this world. If it was him you sent for me, I would take good care of him, and consider himself as my own grandson. I'm sorry, ayu men yes!"

Finally, the man spoke to himself, to the baby who had fallen asleep again, in his cradle. He also hoped that if this baby was indeed given by God for him.

"Whoever you are, and whomever your parents are, you are now my grandson, who will accompany my old days. But if anyone's looking for you, I won't separate you. But that person must know, what traits he can mention, to prove that you are indeed his son."

Eventually, the man made the decision, to bring the baby home. He convinced himself, by re-circulating his gaze, to look at the circumstances and situations, if there was only himself and the baby where he is today.

With a happy smile, the man carried the baby, along with his basket.

The person asks, thinks and answers himself, because of the baby he is carrying, it is impossible to answer and say what is really happening to himself for now.

And with a sigh of relief, the bodyguard came down from the top of the tree, seeing that the baby was already in the hands of the villagers, which seemed to be good.

Moreover, he had also said that, which was heard by the bodyguards. It made the bodyguard feel confident that, if, the baby was safe together with him. Although later, the baby will suffer, because it is not clear who the parents are, and the living conditions of the person who finds it too, look like a difficult person.

Now, he's back on the big road, where he parked his car. But it seemed, this area of the plantation he passed through was still far away, to be able to reach the highway.

"It's exhausting. And of course, I'll be there soon, if it's dark. Looks like I have to walk quickly, to avoid the dark. I don't want to be in this garden when night falls." The guard muttered alone.

When he wanted to contact his Great Lord, it turned out that his cellphone had no signal at all.

"Ah, hard signals are also in this village." grumbled the bodyguard, clenching his hand in his own annoyance.

"Later, if it has reached the highway, or at least until the signal is back there and stable. If it is unstable, it may not be heard by the Great Lord, with all the reports that I will give. And that could lead to misunderstandings later."

The guard walked back, and paid no heed to the surroundings. He just wanted to be able to quickly get to the highway, and return to the city.

After passing through all the same obstacles as before, when he brought the baby, to the village area, which was not visible from the outside, finally arrived at the place earlier. The place where he parked his car, which certainly looks striking, on the edge of a deserted country road.

"Huh! fortunately the car is also not okay," said the bodyguard, after seeing the condition and condition of the car, which is still the same as when he left it earlier.

Shortly after, he got in and started the car engine.

"Hopefully not far from here, there is a good signal, so I can report all the tasks I've done this." the bodyguard again muttered alone.

*****

While walking towards his house, which was in the village, not far from the rice field area earlier, the man, who found the baby, wondered again, what was the name of the baby.

"Have I embraced sopo yo? I am not afraid of Jenenge. Ah, I love Yati wae's genie, common zinc and easy to remember."

Finally, the person gave the name Yati, to the baby she had just found, and was currently inside the basket she was carrying.

She was determined to look after and care for the baby, entirely her own granddaughter. Because he was living alone, without children and grandchildren, which he could share in everything.

The person feels happy and grateful, because he gets a windfall that he never expected. He would confess to the villagers who asked, if this child was his nephew, who gave birth but died. And because there was no one to take care of him, finally he asked, that the child he brought home, for his own care, because he felt sorry if he had to be handed over to the orphanage.