Rayyan
Chapter 3. Dad and Pain

The silent voice from earlier crept throughout the air in the room. There was nothing Rayyan did but curse her mouth that could not be silent. He should have said nothing, probably not eaten for a while. At least not before he took heartburn medicine, as his mother used to give.

Rayyan is now twitching the tip of her nose. The dizziness that suddenly came was definitely due to the food that he had just spewed out. Some time he felt his stomach churned up to let out whatever he swallowed until it ran out unceremoniously. He did not want to look weak in front of Shan and Sam. Then, he insisted on having the two people leave here before. Although heavy, the two men finally wanted to leave from there. Leaving Ray alone with his pain.

Now his face was pale, the food that he had even just put some mouthfuls into his mouth turned out to refuse to stay any longer. The food still looks intact. He has not enjoyed the taste. Steps dragged. Walking to the bathroom feels like walking on the Cipali toll road. He regurgitated what was in his stomach. Even if it's just clear liquid. His body was limp, with crawling he tried to climb into the bed. Maybe a short nap will make his stomach better.

"Mother .. Ray's stomach hurts. But Ray didn't want to take Kak Shan and the others ... Mother, rich gini, does it feel when Mother is late to eat like that time? Maafin Ray yes, Bun ..." he said softly, slowly closing his eyes. I don't know if he got shut down because of sleep or something else.

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Kensie had just completed all her tasks. He wanted to stretch his body by taking a short walk. At least he wanted to see Ray for a second. He has not had time to talk to him two days, his duty as a final-level High School child is also very burdensome. Moreover, his father demands Kensie to be the best during the exam later. Really troublesome.

Kensie stands at Ray's doorstep. I hesitated to knock on the door. But he ventured, yet he was here as well as a big brother. He knew, besides Shan he was also the oldest. Not wrong right, a big brother made sure his sister was okay?! After several times he knocked on the door, there was no reply from within. He went in because the door was not locked.

Kensie sees Ray sleeping on the bed. It was not the calmness and peace that he caught from that sad face. His breath was wheezing, the sweat on his forehead was enough to prove that Ray wasn't okay. Kensie shook her head slowly. Hurriedly he stepped closer to her, holding Ray's forehead. It was just the cold that he felt.

Kensie shook the small and frail body. I wish Ray would wake up and answer his call. The narrow eyes were open, visible from the look of his eyes if he was holding back the pain.

"Ray, are you sick?" Ray was silent. Even now just answering 'yes' feels difficult. His throat was drying, his voice was hoarse.

"I'll get a doctor now!" Kensie gets up, but her steps are held back by Ray's hand checks.

"Relse ... Ray is okay. It was just late eating—" Ray got up from his bed, covered his mouth which now continues to cough. Kensie looked panicked, there was no drink in this room other than a tea-like drink on the table. Kensie grabs the drink and drinks it to Ray, who is still coughing.

Ray's breathing was irregular, while Kensie stroked the 16-year-old's back gently. I hope the cough will improve. But still, instead of improving but instead his body was getting weaker. Ray's body decays into Kensie's arms, not hearing her brother's voice calling out to her loudly. Or the sound of footsteps that began to fill the room. Now it was only dark and also his ears were ringing loudly. And that's when Kensie realizes that Ray is back asleep with his pain.

...***...

"Sometimes the pain comes on suddenly. You can't handle it without someone else's help, okay?" A beautiful woman looked at the little boy in front of her.

"But, Mother ... Ray's not sick, though. Ray would be fine if there was a Mother." The little boy plainly said that he was fine. Though clearly visible face is pale and his eyes are reddened. Fever in young children is natural, but not for this child. He did not want to say his complaint to his mother. He was old enough to understand that this pain would trouble his mother.

"Mother never taught Ray to lie, now be honest with Mother, which one is sick?" Now the woman stared at Ray's bead. He slowly stroked his back.

"The one that hurts here ..." while pointing at his chest. Raina frowned.

"She's tight?"

"It hurts when you bother because of Ray..."

Eyes open. Breath gasping. And so many things fill my head. The dream of meeting his mother was the thing he was most looking forward to. But before he had much to say with his mother, he had already woken up.

"Ray, are you awake?" Shan is now the only face he sees in his room.

"Sister Shan, sorry Ray took Shan's brother ...."

"Why did you say that? I'm your brother. What do you want, a drink?"

Ray shakes. Someone still cares about him. And he is still grateful.

"Sir Shan ...." Shan, who was holding a phone while typing something on top of the screen, now turned to look at him.

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

"Is Dad here?" his voice sounded raucous. He knew his father would not care about him. But he just wanted to make sure, who knows there is still a little bit of compassion in the heart that Ray believes has been frozen. Shan's eyes looked at Ray's bead that had already bowed.

"You don't have to think about that. Kensie and the others are out, they'll be back later. Do you still feel lonely here?" Ray breathed. Seemed a little disappointed hearing Shan's reply. Then he decided to lie down again. She turned her back on Shan, and covered her body with a blanket. Protecting his face so that no one can see it. Honestly, Ray was disappointed.

"I'll take a break. Brother can come out, surely Brother Shan has not eaten, right?" Shan was sad to see the attitude of the boy who was now increasingly quiet. He prefers Rayyan who is chatty and a lot of behavior as usual. Ray's silence will slowly make the atmosphere become frozen.

"What do you want? Later brother buyin." There's no word from Ray. The boy is still in his place. Not budging one bit. Even when Kensie, Karel, and Rion came up with various meals, the boy had no intention of seeing or greeting.

"Hmm, Ray hasn't woken up yet, brother?" Karel looked at Ray who turned his back on Shan, trying to see that face. Shan.

"So it's awake, but ...."

"What's wrong?! Is something going on?!" Kensie's in on the conversation.

"We'll go out first, will we?" Kensie nodded at Shan's question. Leaving behind Karel and Rion who were beginning to wonder.

"You think it's okay to leave Ray alone? Like something odd ...."

"Basic! I don't think you're smart enough to see what's really going on here!"

"meaning? I don't understand!" Shan let out a breath.

"Think carefully, yesterday grandfather told the maid to deliver food to Ray's room. But there was no food there, but the maid who delivered the food to Ray's room said she had put the food on the table. Weird right?" Kensie nodded at Shan's statement.

"What does this have to do with Aunt Sasha?"

"Gue also does not know for sure, but judging from how to talk to Ray, I can not say that this has nothing to do."

"So now what should we do?"

"Ck, don't be a fool! I know you're the smartest here, so please, Ken ...."

"Ck, yes .. I just want to ask, really!"

"I swear, today everything you talk about has no benefit at all!"

"But Shan ...."

"This gue is your brother! A little chivalrous the same older one!"

"But it's only been a few months, really!"

"You want what the hell?! Want to get bogeman out of my hands?!"

...***...

Ray stared at the door, it had been more than two days just pacing around in the hospital room making Ray bored to death. He is not a child who can stay in place for a long time. And today he can go home equipped with a bag of medicine that he must drink for several days.

He has already cleaned up his stuff. He's just waiting for Shan, Kensie or anyone who wants to pick him up. Today is an active learning hour, he believes Shan and the others are still in school. Will he have to wait until the afternoon?! It's just 10 in the morning. Ray breathed. He held up a bag with his belongings, at least he had to go to the front of the hospital. Perhaps his grandfather's errand driver was already there, considering his grandfather was the one who cared about Ray the most. He just didn't have time to talk to his grandson.

Ray's body stiffened when he saw his father walking towards him. Ray wondered, did the father come for him?!

"Quickly, the car is already in front," the man said flatly. There is not the slightest sense of excitement or pleasure for the health of his son.

"Dad get Ray?" The father rolled his eyeballs.

"If you're still chatty, I'll stay you here." Ray smiled broadly.

"Okay, ready!" he said while saluting Arnold. He's happy, of course. After so many years of not meeting, spread a deep enough gap between the two. That was their first conversation.

Ray got into a car parked in the hospital yard. Same with Arnold. Arnold never used the services of a driver, really although sometimes he bothered himself when overtime and came home very late. Definitely tired.

The car is running at medium speed. There was no other conversation between the two. Ray looked at his father's face with a faint smile on his lips.

"Is there anything you want to say? You wouldn't miss work hours just to pick up Ray, would you?" Arnold smiled lightly.

"Dad just wanted to say, you don't get close to Sasha and her son." Ray's face turned grim.

"Your presence here is already quite disturbing to the scene, don't make another mistake by making others upset with you." So this is what his father wanted to say? Not like a father who wants to take off his misses for a few years. But Ray still knows himself. He will not be selfish. Let him be as his father wants him to be.

"So, Ray's presence here looks disturbing huh? Then, why don't you turn down the time Grandpa asked Ray to come back home?"

"Your grandfather's command will no one be able to resist."

"But you can secretly kill me with a hired man, right?" Arnold chuckles.

"I won't be in touch with law enforcement."

"If I kill myself, will you be happy?"

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