The Warm Home
Season 2 Chapter 8

"Raka, let's get up in the sun. It's 7 lhoo." Raphael shook his body Raka quite strongly because when Nicholas woke him 15 minutes ago, he would not wake up.

"Silent. Uh! I'm still sleepy. Today is his sleep schedule. I don't want to go out of the room. My body's limp. Don't bother me!" Raka said while still closing her eyes and her hand pushed slowly the person who woke her up.

"Basking in the room only." Persuade Raphael.

Raka shook her head and covered her face with a pillow.

"Once, let it go. Today, let the young master rest in full. Hopefully tomorrow we will be as usual. " Said Nicholas who was carrying a trolley containing the breakfast of the two young masters.

Raphael finally enjoyed his breakfast with Nicholas. Suddenly a voice came from the direction of the sleeping boy.

"Raka, you need to wake up. Fill your stomach first." Raphael said in a slightly high tone. Raka's behavior really tested his patience.

Nicholas immediately approached his master who was still asleep. He slowly unfolded his blanket and then lifted the little body into the bathroom.

Before long, he came out with a brighter face despite being sullen.

"You have your own room. There out! I don't like strangers in my room."

Raphael nodded. Then bring the tray out. There was no look of annoyance from his face. He just smiled a little. Later then...

"Meet me at the park later." After that, he came out.

Raka did not answer. He was silent and daydreamed to see the door of the room that was still slightly open. Nicholas took his breath. Raka's heart was in a really bad state. Then, he bailed out and closed the door tightly.

"It's worse than ever. What am I supposed to do? Young master is not like other small children who are easily seduced and entertained by sightseeing or new toys." His inner. He sat in the garden and enjoyed the fresh air in the morning.

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In the room, Raka leaned her back on the sofa while reading a book on psychology. He desperately wants to forget his past but, there are only obstacles.

"It can be stressful if I keep going. Haaaaa please help me face reality, Grandma. I had to forget you so I could live. Yeah, I gotta stay alive. I don't want to die in vain. Enough crying and wailing.

I want to have my own company. I want to succeed. It cannot and should not be this way. I have to change."

He thought to himself in the quiet room while eating his breakfast. Eyes closed. He's really focused now.

"Ooh! I haven't written my whole life in a long time. Aye! I miss my notebook so much." The boy came down from his couch and opened a drawer. His face looked bright and happy. But, instantly his face changed and then shook his head.

"This is a gift from my grandmother. Nah! I have to change the book. I want to change my life. I think I have a spare book that's still empty." His hands were busy looking for the item in question and.....

"Yes! Be met. And here's my favorite pen. Let's start!"

Raka writes on her bed with a heart that starts to feel better. His hands write well and well.

For 1 hour he wrote. The results are very much, already about 5 sheets he wrote about his new life with Grandpa and meet new people. He had to hold back his tears that wanted to drip because he remembered his grandmother again.

"ah! Snacks. It's still in the closet."

The boy got off his bed and went to the cupboard, then opened it.

"Waah is thinning. What matters is that it's still there." Then he went back to his bed and wrote. Both hands are busy. His left hand wrote, his right hand holding the cake.

Tok.butts!

A knock on the door interrupts him but, he ignores. He is busy writing.

"Come, focus! Little more!" He said while chewing.

The knock was heard again and fortunately, he was done.

"Waaah! It's painful too. Haha.". Then he got off the bed and opened the door.

It was his grandfather, and Nicholas. Raka let them in. But the only one who came in was George. Raka looked at Nicholas who waved his hand and closed the door.

"Uumm .. grandfather... Hhmmm.... How are you?" Ask carefully. He felt bad for saying something that hurt his grandfather.

. George just smiled while nodding. His hands stretched out to rub his grandson's head.

"Ma-I'm sorry. I hurt Grandpa's feelings. My grandfather loved me very much. I shouldn't have said that." Head lowered. His heart is beating fast.

"Give your head and listen. Taka." George said softly.

Raka raised her head and saw her grandfather smiling. He felt more guilty.

She was crying again. "Hiks! I'm sorry for always troubling Grandpa. Since my presence, this mansion has always had problems. I'm sorry yes. Hicks! I'm not a good boy. I asked this it without thinking about Grandpa's feelings."

George tried not to cry. He closed his eyes and hugged his crying grandson.

"You're a good boy. You can do what kids generally can't. Your request is never a hassle. Grandpa is sad if you don't ask for anything. Remember. Don't hurt and blame yourself. Anyways... Before your presence, in this mansion there were already many problems. Tau no? Ever since you were present, grandfather has been happy and not lonely anymore."

George stroked the back of his grandson who was crying so much.

"It's been... It's been.... Enough crying yaa. From now on, you should be happy. He said he wanted to rest today, right? Don't be sad anymore. Your time is long. Fill it with happiness."

Although he was crying, but in his heart Raka felt relieved because she had apologized to her grandfather. And in his heart he promised himself to forget his grandmother.

Yes, he was determined to get up and learn more to be successful when he was young.

Before long, the sound of crying disappeared. His grandson is asleep. George laughed, anxious to see it. Then he put his grandson on the sofa.

"Nicholas. Clean this room." He said while covering his grandson's body.

Nicholas who was standing in front of the room immediately entered when he heard him called.

"Good, Sir."

As he entered, his young master was seen sleeping soundly with slightly wet eyes.

"Hopefully after this you don't cry anymore. We have not been picking fruit for a long time. Oh yea! I hear tomorrow strawberries and apples are ready to harvest lhoo. The strawberry jam you made me ask for a little. Hehe sorry ya."

Even though the waiter knew his master was sleeping, he still asked him to speak. Soon the task was done. Raka's room was very clean. Not to forget, the stock of snacks in the closet is also fully filled.

"Master, get up a minute. Change clothes first yuk."

Raka who felt disturbed immediately woke up. He sat down holding his head.

"I want to eat. My head is a little dizzy."

Nicholas went straight into the kitchen to get food. Before he got to the kitchen, he met Raphael who was watching a maid. As he approached, he saw his expression flat.

That's a strange thing. Raphael, the sweet boy who often smiled kindly suddenly had such a flat expression.

"Nicholas. What are you doing here?" Friendly ask.

"Oh, I want to go to the kitchen to get some food." He answered while looking at the boy's face.

"Don't go to the kitchen. Just take it in my room. I plan to eat with him. But I don't know what he's doing. Fear of disturbing." Evidently.

Nicholas wondered why he was banned from the kitchen. But he finally followed the little master to his room.

Upon reaching the room, Raphael pushed the food trolley out.

"Look! It's complete with the snack." He said with a smile. Nicholas nodded. Then he held the trolley.

"Let me push it."

They walked to Raka's room. Nicholas occasionally steals glances. He looked at Raphael's face slightly irritated as he glanced at a servant who was smiling at him. Nicholas saw her astonished but, he did not want to ask now.

When he arrived, he knocked on the door and from the inside came a voice to enter.

"Yeskiy." Sweepings.

Raka was a little surprised by his arrival. He is confused how. Finally he just nodded.

"Let me prepare. Thanks Nich, for helping me." He said with a sweet smile.

"Together, young master. Now I'm retreating first. Enjoy the dishes. Mr. Raka, may today be the last day you cry. You deserve to be happy."

Then the waiter came out leaving 2 people who were busy with their respective activities and thoughts.