For You Little Girl's

CHAPTER 31 DARK MEMORY

Bright light in the room nuanced white, seen a man – men who was staring at the middle-aged man who was still unconscious. His body was getting weaker day by day due to the poison attacking his internal organs.

The poison lodged in his body is still unknown. Doctors who are experts in their field have also been brought in, but still can not find an antidote from the poison. The two arrows that managed to penetrate the man's body were not the main problem, but the poison that was in the arrows was the problem.

A man he loved so much was lying weakly with various tools to support his life. It had been a week, but the man was still reluctant to open his eyes.

Ray felt the middle-aged man's face by wiping away the tears that started to come to his cheeks. The pain left by the mother again he felt when he remembered the state of the father who began to die.

He looked at the closed eyes until the tears came to greet the cheeks of the man who was lying down. The man's forehead was pecked with a heart that made him weaker.

“Papa”, he said in a hoarse voice holding back tears.

The face of the father that he so longed for his embrace. Since the death of the mother, the warm embrace of the father is no longer felt. His father changed from such a gentle figure to a very cruel figure.

“Pa, I miss you”, quivering his lips saying that while clasping his father's hand with a heart full of wounds.

Seeing the heart-wrenching poignant scene made Raka who stood next to Ray take the initiative to calm the friend by patting his shoulder gently. Come to feel how the pain Ray felt.

“Why should this road you choose, Pa? Why, Pa? Why?”, Ray looked softly at the face of the papa.

Immediately Ray wiped away the tears that soaked his cheeks and began to straighten his head, then turned to look at Raka who was also looking at him with a curious look.

“That man, he has to endure all Papa's suffering. He is responsible for everything that happens. The birth of a grudge started with him. I will make calculations with him”, said Ray who has been overwhelmed by anger with a clenched hand.

Raka looked at him with a pushy look. He did not expect that Ray, who rarely shows his anger, now more and more often shows this terrible look. Raka turned her gaze towards the window while smiling wryly.

“Ray I know is a figure full of consideration for all the actions he will do”, he said while looking back at Ray who still showed a look of anger.

“Can you undo that unreasonable intention of yours now? Have you ever thought about who your opponent is, Ray? Coming to see him is tantamount to death. You know, how scared I was to see you have to come back in a bloody – blood state, don't you care about yourself? We need a plan for that, Ray”, continued Raka with a little raised voice.

A drop of tears trickled down his cheek. The shadow of the incident when Ray was ten years old began to spin back in his mind. Little Ray who just wanted to take the father, but had to end up coming home in a state that was so heartbreaking.

At that time, the sky began to darken. The orange color spread in the afternoon sky faded more and more with the darkness that began to take over the situation. Raindrops began to fall soaking the face of little Ray who was still flooded with tears.

On the right side of the mother's grave while staring at the flowers she had just brought. It was the anniversary of the death of her mother, who died when she was five years old. The thing that made him sick was when he asked his father to go with him, but his father preferred his ambition.

“Ma, how are you? Mama can hear Ray talk?”, murmured Ray softly while trying to smile.

Raka who was next to Ray tried to hold back the tears that were about to come greet her cheeks. He hugged the mother near him and tried to calm him down. His heart ached to see Ray who he had considered like his own family had to experience the bitter thing since he was a child.

“Mother, why is God not fair with Ray? She had already lost her mother, now she had to lose the affection of her father. Why is God not fair, Ma?”, whispered Raka in the embrace.

Slowly, her mother took off her arms and stroked the face of the son who was already in tears. He rubbed the face affectionately, then began to say softly hoping that the son would understand his words.

“According to Raka, guess – thought the twig was fair not the same leaves that had dried and finally fell to the ground?”, said the mother while asking the child to look in the direction he pointed.

Raka fell silent and tried to understand the mother's intentions. Then, his gaze turned to look at the mother who was still staring at the leaves. Slowly, he landed his lips on the mother and afterwards he answered the question that his mother had asked.

“Destiny, Bunda”, he said, who began to caress the head of the mother covered by the headscarf, then turned to the face of the mother and switched to pecking her mother's cheek. “Something that happens in this world God planned long before man was created. Raka still remembers everything that Mother taught to Raka. Sorry, Bunda”, continued Raka, then turned to look at Ray who was still sobbing in silence.

“Ray, go home yuk. You see, being in a cemetery with dark conditions is scary, said Raka a little joking while asking Ray to pay attention to the circumstances around the funeral.

“Mother, please take me to see papa. Ray misses papa, Mother. Ray beg”, Mother Laiba who saw a hope in both eyes Ray not the power to reject it.

He agreed to Ray's request. The three of them rushed in with Mother Laiba driving the car. The streets began to be empty, because the time has shown the time of the magrib prayer. Every now and then, Ray reached out his hand while catching a still-loyal speck of rain accompanying his steps.

Before long, the car that brought Ray arrived in a courtyard of the house that he was very familiar with. In a hurry, Ray gets out of the car and ignores the call from Raka.

“Ray”, Raka's screams are only answered by gusts of wind.

Little Ray ran and tried to barge in. For a moment, he stared at the door with a longing look that adorned his face. Immediately he ran towards the father and ignored the gazes of the many pairs of eyes that were staring at him.

“Papa”, Ray who managed to hug the father who was sitting on the sofa.

Mr. Badir's hand was stretched out to stroke the back of the son. Deep down, he so missed his only – son. Not felt, tears also fell down his cheeks. His heart ached considering how he treated the son.

“Pa, we go home now yes. Dinner and sleep together. Did Papa not miss Ray?”, Ray's question managed to shake Mr. Badir's belief until someone deheman made him immediately release the embrace of the son.

“Ray, you're home now. Papa's business is still a lot and not just about kamu”, Papa's words make Ray's body freeze, but make someone smile on his side.

Ray clearly saw the face of someone who was smiling strangely as he said in his heart. You are the one who has made Papa a cruel figure. I'll never forget that.

When Ray relented and began to walk away from the father, neither Mr. Badir nor Ray realized that someone had taken a small vase and threw it at Ray who was already in the doorway.

“Ray”, shouted Raka who watched her best friend get hurt from inside the car that was immediately detained by the mother.

Ray's hand touched the back of his head which began to bleed. Mr. Badir intends to see Ray's condition which is immediately blocked by someone. He walked towards the direction of Ray who was starting to drift. Crouching in front of Ray while whispering something.

“Fine, you are not here. The look you gave me, you think I don't know, huh?”, she said with a smirk smile.

With all his might, Ray stood up. With complete confidence, he replied to someone's words.

“There will be a time when you will feel what many people feel. I, Arrayan Badir Hanif Abbad, the only son of the puppet Badir Hanif Abbad, the grandson of Hanif Abbad will fight you. Bringing you against the applicable law”, said Ray half-cried while enduring the pain, then passed from the face of the inhuman man.

With a limp, Ray walked to Bunda Raka's car and immediately got into the car with the help of Raka. The car immediately left the yard with Raka who hugged Ray tightly.

“Hold, Ray”, Raka said as Ray began to lose consciousness.

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