GROWINGS
19

Rafa walked slowly, tracing every aisle of the hospital. This was very boring and made him feel tormented. He kept thinking and regretting because of how many advertising offers he had rejected, just because of this damn disease that tortured him.

He ordered a cup of hot milk coffee in the hospital cafeteria, although the drink was actually prohibited for him.

He sits in solitude. In the end, he could only give up and accept his destiny. Maybe this is a punishment from God, for everything he did before.

Taps.. Taps.. Taps..

His attention was suddenly drawn to one figure of an old grandmother who was walking towards his desk. The old grandmother, with her two pet persian cats, who was furry was very beautiful and charming.

The figure of the old grandmother, sitting on a long chair, was exactly opposite to her.

"It's really delicious, isn't it, enjoying a cup of hot coffee on a cold afternoon like today...?" Said the old grandmother, while smiling at her.

Rafa did not respond. Even smiling, he did not. Why serve a stranger, whom he knows nothing of..?

"Do you believe in miracles?" The old grandmother's voice was heard again.

'Geezz..' This time Rafa responded. With a sardonic smile and impressed as if mocked. "The magic is only for people with short, retarded brains.."

The old granny reacted with a frown. But he was not at all angry with the answer from the handsome-faced young man, who was sitting opposite to him.

"Then what about her?"

Rafa looked back at the old grandmother with a very sharp look. Of course he was surprised, why since then the figure was as if he was inviting him to talk. In fact, he did not want to respond at all.

"You didn't forget, did you and your two friends take a little boy to the edge of the swamp, and you pushed him, until the boy drowned and never came back?"

Rafa jerks instead of playing. Back, that terrible event flashed in his memory. Events that he will not forget, all his life.

"And it turns out, he came back three days later. Without a single wound on his body.."

"D-A-F-A.."

The old grandmother smiled. "Thank you for remembering it.."

"Grandma--- what---" Rafa choked. As if he was out of words.

Kinno's mouth was locked tightly. All the shadows would figure it out, filling his head.

"The opportunity is still there, Rafa. Do it before it's too late.."

"Grandma knows where she is? Is he okay right now?"

The old grandmother's face turned sad and lethargic. "At the moment he's not doing well. But..."

"Becch..."

The old grandmother took out a piece of paper folded into two pieces from inside her thick jacket pocket.

"It's..."

"Come with or without them. Look at how he is at the moment --"

"Becch..."

"Remember Rafa, that there will be no meeting after that. Take good care of him. And don't you ever hurt her heart and feelings."

"grandmother..."

The old grandmother got up from her seat. Touching Kinno's shoulder with a look was hard to guess.

"You must see what miracle it will bring.."

"Grandmother..!!"

The old grandmother walked away. "Goodbye, Rafa. Give my regards to him.."

"grandmother...! Wait...!"

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