Rayyan
Chapters 2. They Still Care

..."Bun, I'm still grateful. Even though I lost your figure, there are still people who care about this human being."...

...Rayyan Chandra Arrega's...

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Highlight of the sun from the window began to disturb the teenager who is now still on the big bed. When Ray woke up, there was no one in the room. He stared at the clock, it was 11 p.m. His footsteps felt heavy due to the thick blanket wrapped around his body. His head was sore because all night he could not sleep, and began to fall asleep this morning when he was in the room of the older brother of the House felt lonely. Maybe everyone is doing their job.

"Rayyan, why are you still here at this hour?!" Unknowingly a woman stood before him by folding both hands. Showing a dislike look at that plain bead. Ray still opened his eyes. Gathering confidence that he is now completely awake. And in front of him is not a creature that usually enters his dreams.

"You who?!" The woman looks upset. Clucked slowly.

"I who?! You should know who I am! I am the legal wife of Arnold Chandra Arrega! You should know!" exclaimed the woman firmly accompanied by a dislike look at Ray. Ray's not budging. He was no longer surprised by that. His father had remarried to a woman who looked slightly younger than his mother. And what he did not accept, that the woman was nothing compared to Raina, his mother.

"Mother is also his legal wife Father time, they are not divorced yet, really," he said lightly, as he stepped past Sasha. The woman was furious at Ray's disrespectful behavior. For Sasha, the presence of Ray here is the greatest insult received.

"You don't know kids are lucky! I should also ask, who are you?! Is your mother not dead?! Then you no longer have any ties to your father!" He said sharply. Ray's speechless. That sentence shook his heart a little. Even though they cut off the relationship between father and son based on a letter signed in a trial, Arnold's blood still flows in Rayyan's body. In essence, they would not be able to break the blood relationship between father and son.

"Tante, what's Aunt doing?!" The voice came from Sam who came along with Shan.

"Auntie should be glazed! Aunty is nobody here, other than a stranger who came all of a sudden. Rayyan is no stranger. He was the son of Uncle Arnold. The blood of the Chandra family flowed within his body. So, don't question who he is anymore!" shan said sharply towards Sasha.

Sasha rolled her eyeballs. Arguing with these children will further make him a stranger who seeks confession like a beggar. He stepped arrogantly leaving the teenagers behind. Have a more cunning plan to make Ray suffer. At least that's what he thinks.

"Are you all right, Brother Ray?" Ray was silent. Then he continued his steps. Act as if nothing has happened. Act as if he was not hurt in the slightest by what Sasha said.

"I'm going to go to the room, you guys just continue your activities." Ray was drowning in the door. The two of them could only remain silent.

"Tante Sasha is getting bolder now! A long-standing overall! Now, what do we do, brother?!"

"Not for now. But obviously, I have a bad feeling!"

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"Gue was surprised, why do we have to hold a banquet like this every week?" Karel sipped his order drink. He always asks like that every time they get together. But he was not satisfied with the answer he always received.

"I've said many times, Grandpa wants us to have a good relationship! He doesn't want to see our relationship like our fathers!" Now Kensie answered. His legs looked calm as he looked at the flat faces surrounding him.

"Our relationship is always good even if we don't have this tea." Sean's in on the conversation.

"What about Rayyan?! He should come too, right?" Karel asked again.

"She's a little different now."~Rion

"You think so?" Shan took his order drink. Watching him for a while, before the drink came back down his throat.

"Not much has changed from him. I thought he would be taller, it was still short as before!" Sean was indeed the only one who could melt the atmosphere with his blunt mouth.

"Surely he is still the same Rayyan." Shan looked at Sean.

"What is the same Brother Shandi Chandra Aditya?"

"He's still as timid as he used to be."

"That's great." Everybody nodded. No one disagrees with Rion's statement. When Ray was afraid, it was the time that his brothers were waiting for him. When Ray is afraid, you won't bear to see his cute face, his shrill scream sounds like a comedy to everyone.

"He was still mourning his mother. So don't be surprised at the moment he can't be talked to." Everyone nodded at Kensie's words.

"But more importantly, it seems like Aunt Sasha has already started to dare to Ray! And I won't accept it!" Shan hit the glass table. To make people look at them.

"What the hell, anyway?! Shame to know!" Sam nudged Shan's arm. He was troubled by the gazes of those who were now concerned about them.

"Relax, I'm a rich man!"

"Good can make shame?!"

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Ray looked up at the sky from the balcony of his room. It was bright today, to the point that he did not find a single white cloud there.

"Mother, Ray's in his own room today. Yesterday too, to the point that Ray couldn't sleep. The next morning, Ray slept in Shan's room. Ray was honestly the same. But they don't miss Ray!" Ray's silent. Before he continued his sentence.

"Mother Ray said no?!" Rayyan exclaimed with a slight jolt. But he took a breath and tried to calm himself. After all, the mother is gone. The one thing he could not lose until now, was talking to himself as if he was with him. Many thought him crazy in school because of his attitude, even after 3 months.3 months he spoke alone when sad, hoping that the mother would hear him. But reality has swallowed all hope. Because no one really wants to listen to every word from Ray. And the only person who would listen to him well was no longer present before him.

"Mother, I'm sorry Ray," he said. He rubbed his eyes. Unknowingly, someone was watching him. Arnold hides behind a wall, balconies his room with Ray. He could clearly see Ray sitting there with the headset attached to his ear. The man simply turned his face away and left just like that. His ego is too strong to approach the child, just to wrap a hug or give words of tranquility. Fighting with yourself is the most annoying thing.

"Mother, if Ray is tired, Ray will tell everything to Mother. At that time, Ray will meet with Mother. And you have to want to hear everything Ray says, okay?" The boy got up. Pat both of his cheeks. Trying to encourage yourself.

"Okay, all the time!" Ray lightly stepped into his room. And Arnold who heard it was petrified. It turns out that his steps felt heavy just because he heard the sad voice of the child just wayangnya. But he still argued with himself. His heart and mind are not in one definite place.

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Ray still looked at the drink on his desk. These two people had bought this drink for him. Ray was eager to nudge him at this moment, but he was still a little shy with the two people who were staring at him intensely.

"Sir Shan why did you buy this for Ray?!"

"Well, why? This drink is not expensive, only a hundred thousand."

"Just drink up to a hundred thousand?! Gold sprinkled, huh?!" Shan and Sam chuckled.

"Sister Ray, what's the matter, anyway? Just like anyone."

"That's a special drink we bought for you. Drinking spit, will not make the throat hurt!" Shan was happy to see Ray's difficult-to-art facial expression.

"I want to ask, you want to answer, right?!" Shan and Sam looked at each other. Ambience changed.

"What am I in the Chandra family? Am I a slave, a prisoner, or a maid?" Shan was now sitting beside him. I was surprised by what Ray said. Ray should know the answer, right?!

"What are you talking about, anyway? We are your family, we will protect you. Don't you believe enough in what we're doing now?"

"Then, why is it as if you're alienating me? Why are you guys just quiet when I come? Is it that hard to say 'hi' or 'how are you?' Is that so hard?" Now Ray bluntly speaking, it was clear he was more comfortable expressing what he felt with words lined up out of his mouth.

"No, Brother. Ray misunderstood me! We're just not used to talking so much in front of other family members!"

"That?! Then, what should there be rules, eating should be at the dining table?! If not at the dinner table, can't you eat?!"

"Why do you ask that?"

"Because I haven't eaten anything all day!"

"WHAT?!" Shan and Sam.

"My feeling is, Grandpa told the maid to deliver your breakfast." Sam recalled at breakfast this morning, his grandfather had a maid deliver Ray's breakfast to the room.

"Truly?! I haven't even drunk a drop of water. I was wondering if you'd keep me here, let me starve to death. Or..."

"Have stopped talking, it's appropriate that Brother Ray looks pale. I'm calling a maid to deliver your food." Sam leaves Ray's room.

"Why didn't you say that earlier? Does your stomach hurt now?"Ray shakes. Lying if he says it's okay. He just didn't want to trouble Shan and Sam. His stomach was wrapped around, he had made sure later if he ate a mouthful, his stomach would rebel.

"Sister Shan, can I not eat now?"

"Well, not a laper? No, you have to eat!"

Ray was silent. Before long Sam came up with a tray of food, complete with snacks.

"I don't want to eat!" He said, turning his face when the tray was in front of him.

"No, Brother Ray has to eat!"

Ray sighed, he did not like being forced. He knows that eventually it will not be okay. Fear will look weak in front of two people who always care about him while in this house. And he did not want them to assume that his arrival made others difficult.

But he was happy, they both still cared about him. And most importantly, he still had people who wanted his existence. Shan and Sam are one of them.

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