"What...??!!" Screamed freesia loudly.
"I say calm down...."
"Please tell dear the words you have spoken just are false. " Freesia's beautiful eyes became full of tears.
" Dear, I am telling you the truth and you have to engulf it. Listen, if we have to save the lives of both of our daughters , then we have to send them very far from our life. And if we won't do that..... Then...you know!!!" Ronald sighed.
Suddenly freesia stopped crying and became practical. Perhaps she too knew that truth is bitter and she had not any chance at all besides accept it.
Freesia brought her daughters, slept them in bed.
"Dear, you are their father. Select her whom we have to leave." Freesia's voice was firm and it didn't showed any sign of grief.
"But....how can I !!???" Ronald's voice was soaked in deep sadness.
"Dear, you were understanding me some times ago. Now you can't swerve from your responsibility."
" Ok. But you are mother. So the decision has been prefered to you."
Freesia thought a solution of this problem.
"Ok. I have an idea. Both of us will close our eyes. One of the servants would held our angels and with closing eyes each of us have to touch each of them. The girl which your hand will touch, we would leave her. Okay?" Freesia said.
Ronald agreed and they did that. As result they had to leave one of them. In that day's night Ronald and Freesia went to the main river of Marvellia taking her daughter in a packed basket. After reaching the river they flowed the basket and prayed seeing the moon---
"Oh ! Moon God! It is your child, your part. Please accompany her in every step of her life."
After that they left the place. ( Both of them were crying bitterly!!!)
The basket started flowing with the course of river and in morning it reached a village far from Marvellia named Rishna.
In the river came a lady named Peri for getting water in early morning . Her husband Ban was working in the nearby field.
Peri started getting water then suddenly her eyes fell on the flowing basket. She pulled it in near her and started peering. Then she was shocked when she saw that a beautiful baby was smiling in it.
She was wondered and called her husband
"Dear, come here! Look what I found!"
Ban just came running to her as that time the place was nearly empty because it was the time of early morning.
"What's happening? Why did you shout?"
"Look!!!" Peri showed Ban the basket and his eyes became wide open in surprise.
"Oh!! How cute the baby is! " Ban told affectionately.
"But it is clear that it was born just some days ago. How can one leave their child such like that?" Peri was fired in anger.
"Really, it is too cruel. The parents are really punishable." Ban too angered.
Simultaneously, when they were discussing about the child, a saint came to them and said...
"What's happen, my childs ?"
(It was the kulguru of Marvellia!!!)
"Oh! Guruji...pranam! "
Both of them hold their hands together and showed respect.
"My children! You have just received a baby. Isn't it true?" The saint said.
"Yes. Guruji. But how do you know?" Peri asked with surprise.
"I know Everything my child. But you probably don't know that God had sent the baby to you as you have not any child. So you should accept the baby as God's blessing. "
The faces of Peri and Ban glittered with happiness. After saying that the saint also left the place.
Ban put the baby in his arms. She didn't cry at all. In fact she carried a divine smile in her face.
"Yes! The saint was true. Finally God has opened his eyes. Look! Dear, how beautiful the baby is! " Ban just cried out in excitement.
"Yes dear! From now the baby is ours. It
is our child. We will brought up her with much love and would not give her any dearth." Peri became emotional.
"Now we should give her a name."
"Yes. But what should we name her?" Peri asked.
"Look her eyes dear! They are glaring as like the silver of full moon. Look her reddish cheeks and divine smile. How beautiful!! Look her pearly white face, as like the shining moon. And it is gentle and calm as like the moon. Therefore we should call her by the name ' Moonbeauty'."
(To be continued)