The Warm Home
Season 3 Chapter 8

Plaque! Plaque!

A beautiful woman slapped Raka's face back and forth with unbearable anger, until it hurt the corner of her lips. The boy did not grimace at all. His expression was flat, as if he was used to it.

Grace with a reddened face, instantly countered by slapping a hard slap at the woman. His hands shook, his tears flowing. He could not bear to see Raka who was hurt.

"Grace? You slapped me??! Be aware! The psych*p*t boy was the one who threw a tantrum! He hurt my son to the point of being helpless! Look at her looks that show no guilt at all! Whose son is he?!" He said while pointing at Raka's thin face.

"Raka, you go to the room. Change your clothes and eat the bread you have bought for you." Grace did not care about the angry woman. He gently stroked the thick hair of his adopted son.

Raka smiled and nodded. The boy said nothing. He just waved his bandaged hand and climbed the stairs to his room.

"Look yeah! I know Raka very well. He is a good boy and will not be rude if your child does not make him angry. The proof is that I was never treated by him! Edward loved her too. Better, ask your child what has actually happened, and educate him properly!" Grace said while holding back her anger.

Suddenly from behind him stood a tall man, looking at him sharply.

"Grace, you never change huh. How much you hate my wife."

The heavy sound surprised him. He turned his body when he saw the man.

"Richard! I hate people for the right reasons. After all, in this case, it is indeed your son who is at fault! Educate your children properly. So that he could appreciate others more!" Grace said by raising her voice while holding her cramped stomach.

The woman watched her cynically, and she invited her husband to see her son lying on the guest bed.

"Curtain! The fruit fell not far from the tree." Inner Grace

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In Raka's room, Nicholas was waiting for her. The waiter was surprised to see his little master in a messy appearance and his tapered cheeks flushed from the slap marks. Then, his gaze shifted towards his two hands that were bandaged with origin.

His eyes were teary, he was crying while hugging her.

"Young master, hiks! It must hurt. Look at your two hands. Why did it get to this wound? Don't hurt yourself. If you want to cry, cry! Don't put yourself in the dungeon until you get hurt like this! Hicks! If Mr. Raphael comes back and sees you like this, what should I say??"

Nicholas was absolutely devastated to see the young master who used to be very active, doing a lot of activities and looking excited. Now.. his condition is very concerning. His body was thin, his eyes were soft due to lack of rest and his hands were full of scratches.

"Now, young master is taking a bath, yaa. After that, I'll treat your wounds." Raka said nothing. Opening your mouth is not. He turned his body and walked to the bathroom.

Before long, he came out and Nicholas went straight to him and lifted his light body because the boy was walking very slowly.

Medicines are available on the table. Deftly, the servant treated his wounds. After that, he invited her to eat.

A large portion of food with a side dish of his favorite chicken thigh served in front of his eyes.

"Both hands are hurt. So, just get fed up." He spoke in the hope that his young master would. Raka turned to her and nodded. The maid happily sat down next to him and fed him while noticing the long-lost expression.

"I hope, Mr. Raphael comes at the right time." His inner. He really could not imagine how Raphael would react when he saw the condition of his younger brother.... Depressing.

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George's men have found Raphael's whereabouts easily. They took him back to the mansion but, the boy refused.

"There's still something important I need to do here. Just tell Mr. George that I'm fine here. I also live with good people. They take care of me every day. So, go back to town X."

"But.... Mr. George will-"

Suddenly Raphael remembered something.

"Do you know my brother's condition? Is he awake?" Raphael asked with a worried expression. Carl and Casey who accompanied him stared at each other. They already know the story of his sister who fell into a coma because of flower poison. But Raphael did not tell about the man.

"Young master has woken up a few days after your departure." That answer made Raphael cry out in amazement. He was grateful that his brother could fight the poison.

"Go back to X. He must be waiting for you to come." Casey suggested.

"My job is not done. Will you wait for me longer? about 3 days."

"You guys go back to Stiff House first, I want to talk to him for a minute." They say goodbye to Carl and Casey. Then, Raphael invited the man to sit in the backyard of the house.

"It seems, there's something serious. Is this about my sister?" Ask curiously.

"Hhmm . yes. But before discussing that, I want to tell you that the culprit who poisoned the young master was Jose. Servers are often assigned to clean the library. And once investigated, he wasn't just a waiter. But, he's the one assigned to eliminate you."

His heart is beating so fast. The desire to live a peaceful and happy life with his sister disappeared instantly. He did not know what was wrong to make someone hate him to want to kill him.

"Do I have to go back there? But, if I go back, my sister's life will be threatened again." Her speech. His heart hesitated to go home. He did not want to repeat the fatal mistake a second time.

"Why do you hesitate to go home? Young master really needs your presence. Her condition....." The man closed his mouth, he accidentally said something that should not be told.

"Why stop?! Let's say! What the hell is going on with my sister?" Raphael pulled the collar of the man's shirt. He kept forcing her to tell him other things about his sister when she wasn't around.

Finally, he was forced to tell everything based on information from several servants who often chatted with him.

The boy could not speak anymore. He was crying sobbing. He thought, his sister could live his days as usual it turned out with his absence something bad happened to him.

"Grandfather shouldn't do that." His inner.

"I'll be home tomorrow morning." Said firmly.

"Alright, I'll tell the others that your return is being advanced."

The conversation was over, the man finally said goodbye to Raphael to return to the inn.

That night, the boy daydreamed at the dinner table even the food he had not touched at all. Others are enjoying the dishes. Worry filled his heart and mind. Although the dish was very delicious, it did not make him appetite.

"Raphael, come with me to the study after you finish your meal." Zevan said as he stood leaving the dining table. Raphael simply replied with a nod.

"Is the food bad? Or maybe --"

"ah! No, Madam. I was just thinking about my sister. Sorry." He ate a dish that was cold until it ran out. After which, he hurriedly climbed up the stairs towards Zevan's room.

The door was not tightly closed, there was a small gap so that Raphael could see Zevan holding a medium-sized picture frame.

"Come in, son." Raphael was a little surprised to hear his voice, he walked slowly into the room and Carl was waiting for him.

"Take it." Zevan thrust a thick book at Raphael. He accepted it and opened the book. His eyes twinkled at the contents.

"This book is very complete and the explanation is very detailed! I like it."

"That's for you. Take it and don't lose it from your grasp." The boy looked at Zevan with a surprised expression.

"really?! You really gave this precious book to me?" Ask again. Zevan nodded with a smile.

"You remind me of a woman who has purple hair. But, I forgot where I saw it." Said Carl suddenly.

"Did she really have purple hair?"

"Hhmmm I don't really remember whether the chords are the same or not. I saw him about a few years ago." He answered while trying to remember.

The instantaneous silence. Raphael was busy with the new book in his hands. As for Zevan and Carl, they were watching the boy with a difficult to decipher gaze. They love him as much as their own family even though they know him.

"Remember, yes. You can't leave the house without that cloak. There are a lot of bad people out there who will do something bad to you. Don't let the events in the forest repeat themselves." Carl said that breaks the silence.

"Hopefully with your return, your sister can be happy again. Remember. You are a special person who can give happiness to those who know you. One more thing, don't be humble but humble."

"I will not forget your advice. Thank you for accepting me here and treating me so well even though I'm a stranger. I will always remember this harmonious family."

"This door is always open for you. Oho! Don't forget to take your sister if she's really healthy." Casey's voice rang out from the direction of the door. Raphael's eyes were teary, he was already very affectionate with this family. His heart was not willing to part.

"I'm sorry, it's been troubling you all along. Hicks! I will not forget all of you. I love this family very much. Someday, I'll repay all your kindness." The boy was crying while being hugged by his wife Zevan who treated him like a child of his own.