The Warm Home
Season 3 Chapter 14

Kitchen.

"Do you want bread or fruit?" Ask Raka when she gets in the kitchen.

"ah! Let me prepare breakfast. It's been a long time since I've made anything."

Raka nodded in obedience to her brother. He sat watching her with a slight smile.

"Raka. Milk supply is almost gone. This month, you haven't been shopping?"

"Ooh! I haven't recorded what to buy. Lately, I've been getting tired a lot."

Raphael looked at his sister who looked dreamy while holding hands. Her eyes were fixed to the kitchen window that opened slightly. He was curious about his sister's activities during his time in the city of M. He felt something was stressing his sister.

"Raka, let's go back to the room." The boy immediately woke up from his daydream. He immediately helped his brother bring ready-to-eat breakfast to their room. After exiting the kitchen, do not forget Raka locked it back.

Slowly, they climbed the stairs which Raphael said were very long because they stepped one by one very slowly so as not to cause sound. "Curtain! It's like a thief." Mumbled.

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Not feeling, they have arrived at the door of the room. Raka immediately opened the door using her legs on because her hands were full carrying her full-looking tray.

"Geez! It's been so tormented from before! My ka-kak.... Huuh!" Raka who saw the exhausted face of her brother just screeched.

"That's because you're not used to it. Your legs are too weak." Her chirps. Raphael did not reply to her words, only silently watching his sister who looked indifferent.

Yes, Raphael is weaker about the physical, that's what makes him inferior and think that he is useless.

They also enjoyed breakfast in silence. Raphael watched his sister who was relaxed, not feeling that her words had offended her brother.

Raka has finished her bread. He was about to grab a glass of milk but, his hand was held by his brother.

The deg!!

His heart beat faster when he saw those Red eyes. His hands trembled slightly, he began to feel fear. I don't know why, he was hypnotized. Raka could not take her eyes off.

"Sister? What's up?" He asked while smiling stiffly.

Taking off his hand, Raphael asked. "Have you thought why your grandmother always told you to shut up?"

His tongue was mute, his mind was immediately dead-end. Although her mind was wondering, the cause of her brother talking about her grandmother suddenly. He was silent, unable to move his mouth because his gaze was still fixed on the red eyes that seemed to light up.

Suddenly he was surprised by a finger pointing towards his face that started sweating.

"Lemme tell you. Because you can't tell who your interlocutor is, your outspoken manner of speaking without thinking about the feelings of others, and.... You can't yet choose which words to use for certain conditions!"

"There have been many words coming out of your mouth that made me (initially) offended, and then made the other side of me alive. My brain can filter out your hurtful words and then, turn them into encouraging words. But not everyone is like that! Everyone has a different way of thinking. You have to learn how to speak properly."

Instantly, his body went limp. The power's gone nowhere. His heart was crushed by the complaint he had just heard straight from his brother's mouth. During this time, Lynne always told Raka not to say anything while outside the house except with her grandmother. He was upset and angry with the strange ban.

He often breaks because it makes his heart uncomfortable. Especially when angry, he is always told to shut up and read books or do other activities that he likes so that no words come out of his mouth.

Her eyes were watery, her face felt in the back and forth slap by her Brother. He also ventured to see his brother's expression. It's changed. Yeah, Raphael looks sad now. He is someone who is easily touched. Especially when it comes to his favorite people.

"I don't want to... Seeing you suffer in the future because of your bad habits will eat away at the happiness you are waiting for."

Raka is not a stupid kid. He understood, all the words of his brother would be useful for his daily life. His face lowered, he wiped his tears that kept flowing. Raphael could not bear to see it, directly rubbing his head slowly.

"Sorry, yeah. If you feel hurt. But, I really don't want to"

"No need to apologize. Youre right. Hicks! All this time, my grandmother was right but, I never wanted to hear it. I should be the one apologizing. All this time, you've been reminding me but, I'm so stubborn that..."

"The body is cold. How'this? Can I make a new one?" Asked Raphael who was melting the atmosphere.

Raka raised her head and smiled. "No need. I'm used to drinking cold milk."

The warmth and happiness of the room had returned. They joked until the stomach ache from holding back his laughter.

"Already, Raka. My stomach hurts from not laughing."

"You think it's funny?? I think, no. Whoa! It's 05:20. I'd better go to the bathroom to change clothes. I haven't exercised in a long time. Now we get ready for the field before the employers wake up."

"Employer, huh??"

Arriving on the field, they immediately warm up after that, exercising according to their respective abilities. The unusual Raphael exercised, he rested on a bench near a tree. As for Raka, she was still running around the field.

"What sport do you like?"

"Not really. In the past, I just ran and climbed a tall tree."

"Teach me to climb, yeah. I also want to. Sounds exciting!."

Raka nodded, she agreed. Imagining relaxing in a tree while enjoying her favorite snack with her brother will be a very pleasant moment.

"Later, yeah. If we have a schedule"

"Our schedule seems to be falling apart. We have to make it again. Haaah! It sucks." Said glum.

For them, it is not easy to arrange a schedule of daily activities. Sometimes, there are small distractions that make things messy, not on schedule.

"Yes, too, yaa. This month, my days are a mess. We'll do it together."

Raphael shook his head. "Our activities make a lot of difference. You work, I don't. Not to mention managing finances...." Suddenly he fell silent, then stood up because he remembered something.

"Money! Yes, money! Oh my goodness, Raka. Sorry yeah, I-I"

"That's your allotment." Sahut Raka relax. He quickly disagreed.

"That's your money, your hard work. I'm just --"

"Who do you think I work for?! Huh uh?!" Raka said with a snarl. Raphael was silent, his heart still refusing to accept the money.

"I work for both of us. Indeed, having a lot of money from work is my dream. But, I am not a GREEDY person and... You're my brother so, the money's for you too. If you already have a lot of money, what else?! Accept it, or I'll be very angry."

"Duh. I just don't want you to feel used. And I thought, that money you lent me."

Raka looked at him cynically. He was upset that his gift was not received.

"Not to be returned! Take the money for you."

"Yes yes. Then, thank you."

"No need, we should share. Nevermind!Come on, let's go again."

"What?! No kidding. I'm so tired." he lamented as he lay on the grass.

"*Ooh so, he yaa. The one that said Lord Nathanael's Reincarnation. His face is similar too! Yes, although a little. What makes me curious is his eyes. Just this time I saw*"