The Warm Home

The Warm Home
Season 2 Chapter 24


The park....


Bruk!!!


"Stop crying! Why is brother so weak?! Huh huh? I'm not forbidding Brother to cry but, I just don't like being silent when insulted!" Said Raka with mounting anger.


Raphael was still crying, especially when pushed hard by his sister. His heart was not as strong as Raka's. She cries often and is hard to hold.


"Raka, hiks! listen to my explanation first." Her crying sounded pitiful but, it did not make Raka melt.


From behind, Nicholas looked at the enraged Raka with a high tone. He immediately ran towards his young master.


"You shut up!" He said as he watched Nicholas approach him. The servant immediately stood still, not daring to move.


"Explain!" Raphael shook violently at the sound of the snapping. Besides being frightened, he was also cold because the outside air was still very cold. The park is still full of snow.


Her hands wiped her tears, tried to calm down and stop crying.


"I just don't want to make a fuss there. I was not silent because I accepted his insults. I'm just being patient, it's all time to retaliate"


Plaque!


Unexpectedly, this was the second time he had been slapped by his sister. Her cheeks feel hot. He held it while looking at the look on his sister's horrible face. More horrible than the first time they met.


"You know??! This is the thing I hate most about my grandmother. Namely, silence when insulted and trampled by his own son! I warned him to act decisively, but he only told me to be patient and accept everything.


He apologized even though he was not wrong. GRANDMOTHER TOLD ME TO BE PATIENT, BUT THE G*L*HAVE BEEN A DELAY! HE STEPPED ON SELF-ESTEEM AND TREATED US AS IF WE WERE THE ONES WHO OWE HIM."


His hands were still firmly clenched, his eyes staring intently at his brother's pitiful face.


"He doesn't want to fight, because what??? 'Must be a good person, must not speak harshly and be PATIENT WHEN TROUBLE BEFALLS US. Even if someone insults or stomps on us, we must be PATIENT. One day the insult will disappear.'


However, what happened???!!! You know??? EVEN MR. GEORGE HASN'T FIGURED OUT WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON BEHIND THE MURDER."


Raka took out a p*sau folding from her pants pocket and walked towards the tree at the side and stuck it into the trunk of the tree. Then he turned towards Raphael who was still frightened.


"My grandmother yelled against me, because she felt she could not stand the insults that s**lan had made. He only fought the seconds before his death came. He was*n*h because of his own actions. Because of the wrong patience!


I felt resentment and anger at the 'patience' that had to be built up inside me. Therefore, I b*n*h directly b*jng*n the drunkard. And remember this! I'll Never Regret what I did first!!!"


Nicholas, Hans and Zack are shocked to hear this. Yes, all this time Raka did not tell the details of the incident because she was too angry to say it. He only said that Alan came with a rampage, then memb*n*h his mother after being snapped by his mother.


"Will you be patient?!! Still want TO SHUT UP? Oi! Patience has its time. Not all problems, we must accept with PATIENCE! There are some things that cannot be responded to with PATIENCE. If you have stepped on self-esteem, there is no need to be patient and wait! Must be responded to directly. Those arrogant people will get bigger and bigger if we just SHUT UP!"


After forgetting all his anger, he went inside with his servant. He did not care about the cynical gaze of his children Axello. He kept walking towards his room.


Brak!


He opened the door and lay down on the floor. Nicholas took the initiative to take clothes from the closet and took out a snack from a small closet near his study table.


Raka did not care about it, she just silently stared at the ceiling of the room while breathing in.



"Now, you read this!! After that, tell me what's on your mind!". George said when giving his son a newspaper about the tragedy p\*mbn\*hn that occurred late in 1985.



"Grandfather...." He muttered while looking at his father.



"Yes! I think the same thing. They did so as revenge that had already piled up in his heart. Read on!"



"I can't continue. How are they the same?! I mean why is it happening again?!" Ask with excitement.



"Still doubting it?! He was even visited by your grandfather. He told him to avenge Napoleon." Axello responded to his father's words with a sledgehammer. As if I didn't believe that.



"He could have made it up. Dad don't-"



"Axel! So all this time, you haven't known whose father you are?!! You think I can't tell which ones are really honest, which ones are trying to be 'honest'."



Axello breathed. He would not reply to his father's words anymore. There was still awkwardness and doubt in his heart. But he chose silence. Although the character is hard, but if faced with his parents he will succumb. He rarely quarreled with his parents.



"If he makes it hard for you, tell me. I'm leaving for the room. Have a good rest." After his son came out, George held his head slightly dizzy.



His heart was not calm, thinking about his grandson. Moreover, there was a maid who told him that Raka slapped her brother earlier.



"Dad.... What am I supposed to do? For a few days, my father did not come. Haaah! My wife, if you're alive, you'll support me, right??" George spoke to himself with a picture of his father and his wife. What he often does when he has a problem.



Tok!



The sound of knocking broke his daydream, he immediately sat down and waited for who had come. It turns out Zack and... Hans. George is shocked by Hans' sudden arrival.



"It has been a long time since I have seen you." Sweepings. George just smiled faintly and nodded. After that, no one spoke anymore. The atmosphere of George's room was quiet and tense. No one starts the conversation anymore.



Hans pretended to see a collection of flowers in the room. His tongue was stiff, his mind was dead. He doesn't know what to say.



Tok!



The sound of knocking on the door was heard again. Hans immediately opened it and was shocked when he saw Nicholas' face pale.



"What's up, Nich?" Hans asked worriedly.



Nicholas did not reply, he went inside and stood before George.



"Please calm your grandson, sir. In-he now..a sudden rampage in his room. Bloody hands. Her brother tried to calm her down, not to.". George stood up and asked Nicholas and Hans to go to his room. George stood up slowly because his head hurt next door, trying to walk quickly to his grandson's room with Zack.



Arriving at his room, George was completely shocked. The room was already in a chaotic state. Shards of shard are everywhere. Raka was standing facing the window and beside her Raphael was hugging his sister. From Raka's hand, there was blood dripping because he was holding a bell.




"I hate myself for not being able to control my emotions. But, the other side I told you to do it. I often get confused as to which is right. Being angry was wasting my energy. But, there's something rebelling from me if I shut up and don't take it out."



Said Raka while looking at the outside view. His eyes were twitching, but he could still stand straight.



"Mr Nathanael came again yesterday. He looks fresher. There was no such horrible expression anymore. He looked at me with a look that made me curious. He told me to stay with his son. Ahaha!."



His laughter sounded terrible, the people were staring at each other in confusion looking at the talking boy while continuing to stare at the window.



His body began to shake, Raphael held his sister's body that began to fall. Nicholas approaches his master to take him to the bed but he is stopped because Raphael is hinting not to come closer.



"Oh yeah! I found something interesting while I was walking around the hallway. You know what, brother? I found this old book, this family history. In the book, it is written that the first to third generations must drink a dark liquid to signify that the person who will be the successor of this family."



George's body shook hearing that. How could his granddaughter find that 'room. Raka continued to laugh with her voice starting to hoarse. Raphael cried hearing his sister's story.



"There are survivors, some who did not survive after drinking it. Brother knows not? I tried it all this time, I was waiting for the reaction from the liquid. Will I survive after drinking it?"



Duars!!!



George sat on the floor, not expecting what the boy had done. What the hell did you do it for? Inner wonders.



"If I haven't been up for seven days, then you should be ready to get out of this mansion by yourself with all my treasures."



"ENOUGH RAKA! ENOUGH!!! YOU ARE EXPECTING DEATH FOR YOURSELF!!! HANG IN!!!" Raphael shouted while shaking his sister's body. Raka did not reply, she just smiled then..... Closed his eyes.



Her body was drowning helplessly on her brother's lap. Being quiet.... No more sounds. The room was quiet for a while until finally.



"DON'T!!! YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME! AHHHH! RAKA!!! DON'T SCARE ME. HYX! PLEASE DON'T TAKE MY LOVED ONES!!! HE IS MY ONLY BROTHER!! DON´T! DON´T!! I DON'T HAVE ANYBODY ELSE.".



George walked over to his grandson who was seen sleeping. When he checked, he fainted. Nicholas walked over and patted the boy on the cheek. Then walk backwards while shaking slowly.



George has been moved to his grandson's bed. Hans did not believe what he saw nor did his two best friends.



"Zack, I just saw his smile but...." Hans was crying. He remembered his first meeting with the boy. The boy who caught his attention changed his life.



"The doctor will be here any minute. Nicholas, get the other waiter to clean this room." Only Zack was still calm despite his teary eyes.



Raphael sobbed while hugging his sister, George was also unconscious. Without them noticing, Axello had already stood up since Raka was still talking. He held his chest, his eyes wide open. Can't believe what that boy did. In fact, he never knew the history of his family in the first generation until the third.



He walked to his room and told his wife what was going on. His wife was surprised not to play. The kind woman finally offered to help. He wanted to check the liquid.



"I don't know where the bottle is. My father's still unconscious." Her speech.



"alright. Then, now take me to his room. Oh yea! Has the servant called the doctor?"



"Now, the doctor is on his way."



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"Darling, you are pregnant. Relax, yeah. You can be sad but, don't forget our son is here."


Edward calms his wife, Grace who cries as she pleases after hearing what happened to Raka. Although only a foster child, he loved the boy as much as his own son.



"I want to see it." Grace said as she wiped her tears.



"We'll be there after you calm down. We can't make a fuss." Grace nodded in agreement. She immediately drank a glass of milk that had been prepared by her husband. After that, he adjusted his breathing, trying to calm down.



"Young master is deficient in fluids. Now it must also be carried-""


"Bring hospital equipment here! He can't come out!"


Axello came suddenly. He disagreed if the boy was hospitalized. He was very reluctant to deal with many people.


"But the situation is very bad, Mr. Axello. If not immediately, the poison will spread to parts of the brain and"


"Just take care here! I am very reluctant that this incident will be the center of everyone's attention. Bring all the necessary equipment here with the nurse who will accompany him!!" Said loudly.


The doctor finally nodded, he did not want to argue with the perfectionist sir.


30 Minutes later, 2 cars arrived. The hospital facilities were completely relocated to the mansion. Raka's been moved to the basement. Raphael went to the lower room as well. He also wanted to take care of his sister.


The boy is now drowning on his new bedroom bed. His hands were attached to the infusion, his nose was also fitted with an oxygen hose. His heart rate is still weak but fortunately there is still hope.


Nicholas sat on the sofa beside his bed staring at his master who was 'sleeping'. He still did not accept what was happening before his eyes.