Our Heartbeat
I
Rainy days had always been my favorite moments. The lone rainy nights with no twinkling stars above had such a view, never failed to nourish my void mind making me a partner to their loneliness. But never I had ever fallen into a situation like this.
The thunder was a gunshot to my ears. Another lightning took place. The nebulous black canopy went purple and blue due to the crazy spectrums and the roaring got wilder and clamorous than before. My teeth shivered in the coldness and I embraced my jacket tighter with an effort to proceed faster. The whole place was in dead silence. Only the pattering cadence of rainfall persisted in the background, the small drops cascaded down my way. The everyday familiar street I was passing through, never it had ever been a bit empty for a moment from its full-time work, used by working and non-working people in a rush. But now, not a single car passed down to any of its three lanes.
The last glint of hope of getting a mode of transport to home had died a long time ago, after a wait for almost two hours until the blow of wind became stronger to make my stay difficult. I started my walk. No sooner had I than the rain decided to accompany the alone me to the way home.
I walked, walked, fighting against the fist of wind as it tried to fly me away and the raindrops from getting me drenched but it was no use. The street lights were down by one or two, only a few were blinking to arise a suspicion in my mind whether I would be able to reach home safely or not.
I sighed. Just ten more minutes then I would be at the doorstep of my home. Just ten, I can do it.
The sky barked, a growl of a predator who was about to jump to its prey. The light from the lightning spread across the whole sky, illuminating the dim-lit region for a short amount of time. Protectively I shielded myself more, slowing my steps and that's when I saw something.
The area where my eyes fixed on was a dark corner, almost unseeable, yet I noticed it somehow. A small mono-color basket sat there, lid open, allowing the liquid crystals of rain to invade directly. It wasn't empty. There was something in there that gave me an unknown jerk. The subconscious state of my mind urged me to move, to take a peek to see what was in there. So I did.
Often I found these as such baskets left on the side of the street like this. The owner leaving their pets out which they couldn't carry the expenses of, my heart cried looking at their cute little eyes, sometimes they got picked up, sometimes didn't. Neither was I in a state of keeping a pet. But, in this stormy night, I could give a shelter for sure.
Quick motion forward, I peeked my head in to see the owner of the basket.
I was shocked...
I momentarily lost the ability to speak...
It wasn't a cat.
It wasn't a puppy.
It was no animal.
It was a human baby...
She wasn't more than six months old, perhaps. Her eyes were closed. Her lips had lost the shine baby lips have, turning blue and frozen like a block of ice. The whole amount of blood seemed to have drained out of her body leaving her pale and sessile. The basket was half-drowned in water and she had no sign of life so that she could be declared alive.
I immediately picked her up from the basket and I was appalled.
She was as cold as a dead body.
My mind was in a state of bizarre. My legs wouldn't move, and I couldn't think straight. How could someone leave a baby out in weather like this? How more cruel could this world be?
How?
I gently pressed the middle of her chest. She was soaking wet. Luckily, my fingers sensed a faint vibration in there. A mild heartbeat, to show that this child was strong, and no matter how pathetic this world was, she was a fighter, a survivor, she wouldn't give up like this.
By then, I was back to my senses. I knew what I had to do. Not caring about how much soaked I was, how high fever I would get next morning, I wrapped my jacket around the baby's body and I ran.
The slight jerks of my body and the friction of my hands with the held baby, she squinted her eyes open for a short second before closing them again. In that quick motion of time, I could see the last sign of life in her eyes, the innocence. The connection was made between a growing and grown human without blood relation, on that very stormy night.
And I knew, in my lonely life, this small ball of hope was going to brighten up my day, my night. I wouldn't require another rainy night anymore.
Baby,
What if your parent abandoned you, what if the stone lifeless world turned away, look at me. Open your eyes. It's me. I am here. I will save you. Saving you, I will save me myself.
You will be the other half of my heart.
>>>
'She is in a critical state. I have never got a case with an infant so bad like this. What happened?'
'There was uh... how is she now?'
'Can't tell. But thankfully I can predict, she is gonna survive. If she does, it's gonna be a miracle. Are you a relative? You need to fill out this form. May I know what her name is?'
'Her name? It's...'
'Su-jin.'
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