14 14 A STRAY DOG

Young Generous Orphanage

Anne walked in a hurry, carrying the meds, and insulin injection in her hands. Her breath was short when she finally arrived in front of MotherHua's room. She paused and adjusted her breath. Slowly, she knocked the door and heard a voice calling her name to come inside.

MotherHua lay weakly on her bed. She slipped out when she was about to walked out of the bathroom. She tried to hold on and balanced her body but ended up in failure. Her calf was cut accidentally and bloods dripping out from her wound. The problem is, she has diabetic type 2 or mostly known as a wet diabetic. Anne act fast and constantly change the bandages to prevent further infection on her leg.

Luckily, Arissa was quick sending the money in time so that Anne could use it to buy the medicine.

Seeing the large amount of medication and an insulin that has been brought for her, the old woman narrowed her eyes suspiciously. She was fully aware that their current financial situation is critical. In fact, even for next meal, they have none.

"Where did you get the money to buy all these?" asked MotherHua suspiciously to her niece.

"This ... .."

Anne flabbergasted and bowed her head in guilt. A mixed emotion of doubt, embarrassement and nervous appeared on her face.

Seeing her stuttered as she tried answering her question, MotherHua immediately got a hunch.

"It was Arissa's, right?"

Anne nodded weakly. Too scared to look her aunt in the eyes.

"You stupid kid! I have told you many times to not call her for helping us !! Didn't you know that she has just starting her career ... huh ?? Now how she is able to take care of herself? "

Hearing her aunt yelling at her loudly, Anne can't hold herself anymore. She bursted into tears and immediately ran out of the room. Meanwhile, Mother Hua sighed with a heavy heart. Her eyes redden with welled tears. They are indeed poor, but absolutely do not want to make themselves as a burden to others. That is something that she has always held dear. While changing the bandage for her own wound, Mother Hua's memories flown back into the past.

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Torres Harbor, 15 years ago.

That night, the rain was drizzling and foggy. The weather was freezingly cold. As usual, the port seemed busy with lots of cargo ships anchored at the docks and porters were busy carrying or unloaded the goods on their backs.

At that time, Hua was busy handing out dozens bowl of chicken soup kitchen to the porters and other people who were resting themselves at the dock. She was young and strong then. During the charity event, she is so excited when she was assigned in this voluntary task with the Peace Corps. Some of her colleagues are busy doing the same thing.

A while later, she felt a strong urge to pee and after delegate her duties, she hurriedly looked for the nearest bathroom. After she finished, Hua then closed the bathroom door and walked back towards to her post when she suddenly heard a strange voice nearby.

A sound of weak sobs and whimpers. Driven by her curiosity, Hua looked for the source of that sound. At a corner of the warehouse, there was a young girl. A teenager. Her messy long hair covered her face. Her body curled up like a shrimp and shivered because of the cold, holding something inside her arms carefully. Her head bowed down but the sound of her sobs was quite clear.

"Shhh ... hey ..."

Slowly, Sister Hua walked silently to the girl who still holding something in her arms. A deep concern was clearly visible in her eyes. Hearing steps approching in front of her, the strange girl spontaneously reacted. Reflexively, she protected the thing that she was carrying possesively and inched away. Suddenly, she immediately looked at the nun in front of her. The young girl frowned. Showing a mixture emotion of suspicious and fear on her facial expression.

Seeing the pair of bright blue eyes before her, Sister Hua was stunned. Those eyes were beautiful and clear like the color of sky in summer but the same eyes also conveyed the utmost despair and suffering. Not to mention her filthy and crumpled appearance. Her clothes also tattered. At once glance, Hua could tell that this young girl was running away. Why? And from who?

Hua couldn't imagine how much this young girl had been through before. The girl's eyes were swollen but her hands are still tightly hugging something in her embrace. Her outstretched hand still hasn't got any response from this strange girl. More over, the girl just looked at her suspiciously in utterly silence.

Decided not giving up yet, Hua lowered her hand and reached something inside her pocket. A loaf of bread. It was her lunch but because she was so busy doing her job, she forgot to eat it.

"This is for you…"

Hua stretched out her hand once again while hand over her bread to the girl. She was hoping a little faith that the girl would accept it and be more open to her afterwards.

Looking at the bread on an outstretched hand in front of her, the girl laid down her defense. Carefully, she moved forward a bit and showed what she has held in her embrace then gave it to the nun before her while tears flowing down on her cheeks. It was a newborn baby boy but his lips have turned slightly blue.

"Please… .. save him…"

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