Handsome Detective
The Part 87

" Do you have a problem, son...?" asked the middle-aged woman while gently rubbing Raka's hair.

" Why do you know...?" ask Raka back.

" From the look on your face I can tell, Raka.." replied the woman who turned out to be the mother of the home that Raka had been in with bik ina.

" Raka is tired, can Raka take a break for a while...?"

" Of course, do you want to try mingling with your friends...?"

" Later, ma'am. Raka's gonna take a break..."

" Yes already, you rest in that room only.." the mother of the parlour showed the empty room to Raka.

" Thank you, ma'am..."

Raka went into the room and laid down the thorns on the not-so-extensive bed.

" Amafin Raka, Ma. as you and papa want, Raka will try to blend in with Raka's age. Raka will also self-investigate the existence of Aunt Selly so that the safety of the mother is not threatened anymore. Really, Raka is neither angry nor hateful to papa. After Selly's aunt's case is revealed, Raka must be home..."

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The day started early, Raka mingled with the other children and tried to play with them.

" Hey.you're so cute." chanted one of the girls sitting next to Raka. The boy was probably ten years old just like Monika.

" Sister wants to play with me...?" ask Raka even though her face looks flat.

" Of course, what's your name? My name is Agnes..."

" My name is Raka, brother..."

" For a kid your age to play it's not here, come with brother..."

Agnes invites Raka to a room containing educational toys for children.

" What are you going to play here, sis...?"

" You can play puzzles or play colors with toy candles..."

Raka is engrossed in playing with Agnes and other young children. Just one hour together, Raka has begun to adapt to her environment. He can accept social interaction from his peers.

The mother of the parlour was very happy to see there was a little change in Raka. Hans once told about Raka who was a genius child who had intelligence above normal children his age.

" Raka, are you happy to play with your friends...?" ask the home mom.

Now they both sit in the garden next to the house. Many flowers and fruit plants are well maintained there.

" Raka's happy, ma'am. Even though there was a child who was crying for toys..."

" That's a natural thing, his name is also a child..."

" So far Raka has never had a toy like that?"

" I know, now does Raka want to tell me why she got here..."

" Raka wants to find a new atmosphere, ma'am..."

" Follow your eyes that can't lie to mom, Raka..."

Raka only smiled at the middle-aged woman who was very sensitive to him even though they had only met twice.

" Raka wants to learn to be a good boy for papa and mama. All this time Raka had never heard their advice..."

" But you can't just leave, surely your parents are very worried looking for you. You better call your uncle, let them calm down, too..."

" Yes, mom. I'll call my family later..."

It is very strange for Raka, because she sat with her friends to learn to recognize letters when since the age of two she was able to read and write well.

" Raka, why are you quiet...? Can't you write it yet...?" ask a nanny who taught him.

Raka pretended she could not do it so the nanny taught her attentively. From holding a pencil to making graffiti on paper, the nanny clasps Raka's hand to be directed to make the correct lettering.

Unknowingly, Raka watched carefully the heartfelt and patient face of the nanny. Only this time Raka felt a calm attention to her heart even though there were so many children sitting with her, but they all got the same affection.

" Is it because all this time I was able to do it on my own so that my mom never gave me this little attention? I used to learn letters also from the internet, no one grasped my hand while incising ink on a piece of paper. Being an ordinary kid is more fun. It's just right that my mother forced me to go to school and mingle with peers.." Raka's inner self shed tears.

" Raka, why are you crying? Is there a friend who bothers you...?" asked Agnes who had arrived - she was already sitting next to him.

" Sister Agnes, Raka is fine. Raka's just happy to have so many friends here..."

" You must be at home here, we all don't lack the affection of the nannies." said Agnes.

" Yes, sis. Everything here is very good to me." said Raka.

All children learn again until lunch. Raka felt very happy today. He started to leave his gadget behind and started playing in the real world.

It was time for lunch, Raka sat in line with the other children. Although only simple food, but it feels very delicious.

Being still considered a toddler, Agnes fed Raka painstakingly. Little girl seems deft in taking care of small children, maybe she is used to helping caregivers to take care of children.

Raka felt moved by Agnes' good attitude. At home, he is considered an independent child so even this small thing he rarely gets.

" Raka, you better rest in the room like the others. I will also rest in my room..."

" Yes, Sister Agnes. Have a good rest." said Raka.

After separating from Agnes, Raka returned to the room and prepared to leave. Raka knocks on the door of the home mom's room to say goodbye to her before leaving so as not to make the parlors worry.

After saying goodbye, Raka brought all the equipment that was always available in her jacket pocket. Raka has decided to investigate her own mother's house. He didn't want to involve a lot of people there because he didn't want any bigger problems.

" Papa, mama.pardon Raka not obey your wishes. Raka just wants to protect her mother from criminals." Raka murmured.

Raka rides an ojek to go to her mother's house so as not to be too flashy. He had to find information about the house next to his mother's house.

Arriving at his destination, Raka pays the taxi driver and tells him to leave. Fortunately, Raka has a debit card that can be disbursed at ATMs in various countries. His grandfather, Mr. Regan gave it to the boy without anyone else's knowledge.

Raka watched the luxurious house carefully. It looks like the house is also empty like his mother's house.

As he was about to approach the gate of the house, an old woman approached him. It looks like he's one of the servants around.

" Hey... Who are you looking for, son? Are you lost...?" ask the woman.

" Yes, aunt. Whose house is this...?" asked Raka with her innocent face.

" The house was empty for a long time. About three years ago. He moved out of the country and came home only once a year. There's usually a cleaning service that cleans the house once a week..."

" That house next to it...?"

" It's also an empty house, no one's coming home either..."

" Thank you, ma'am, then excuse me..."

Raka immediately left the compound and will return tomorrow to continue his investigation. He had to go home before three in the afternoon so that the housewife wouldn't worry about him. Tomorrow he will return with more complete equipment.

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