Misplaced Taste

DUCRIMINALS

Slowly, Raisa's eyes began to open. He looked around which seemed foreign to him.

"You're sober?" tanya Devan approached Raisa.

Raisa nodded her head.

"Where is this, brother?" ask Raisa.

"At the hospital" Devan replied.

"Hospital?" para Raisa doesn't understand.

"So that time at the graves of mama and papa. You are complaining of pain, so brother take you to the hospital," Devan replied in an explanation.

"So where's mommy from?" ask Raisa.

"They've just been taken by Gio to go home. Pity them if they linger here" Devan replied.

"Yes already."

"Do you need anything?" devan asked Raisa.

"No. I just want to go home" answered Raisa.

"If so, you must eat first. Maybe later in the afternoon you can go home," said Devan trying to persuade his sister to eat.

"Alright," said Raisa taking her lunch feed.

Devan painstakingly feeds Raisa who looks greedy eating hospital food. Maybe for Devan the food was not tasty at all. But for Raisa, he had to eat the food so that he could heal faster and go home.

"Excuse me!" said someone entered Raisa's room.

"Sister Gio," Raisa said as she watched the handsome man enter her room.

"A healthy one?" tanya Gio approached Raisa and Devan.

"Already," answered Raisa briefly.

"Sir Devan, already," said Raisa refusing Devan's feed again.

Raisa was already very full of food that entered her mouth. But Devan continued to bribe him.

"Again, yes," persuaded Devan to put a tablespoon in front of Raisa's mouth.

"No way!" raisa shook her head.

"Come on dong, he said he wanted to go home" Devan said.

"Once again, yes," said Devan, continuing to persuade Raisa.

"From that, too," annoyed Raisa.

"Isn't he?" devan asked as if evasive.

"Yes, Raisa is already full," answered Raisa putting away the spoon that was still in front of her mouth.

"Yes already then," Devan finally relented. Although to be honest, he still wanted to feed Raisa. For some reason, for Devan to give little attention to Raisa is his own happiness.

Devan always tries to make Raisa happy with whatever she can. Devan has promised himself to take good care of Raisa. After all these years he was absent to look after Raisa. This time he would not let Raisa be lonely anymore.

Gio who saw how his best friend became a figure of caring and affectionate brother. Unable to resist his smile of joy. Gio felt that the figure of Devan he knew was firm and indifferent. It turned out to have tremendous attention for his loved ones.

"You want fruit?" tanya Devan offers an apple that is on the nightstand.

"No way" answered Raisa.

"Yes is now asleep, yes," Devan ordered.

"Later on" answered Raisa.

"Now, El. You need to rest" Devan said.

"I just finished eating. If there will be sleep I become fat," Raisa annoyed her brother.

Gio who heard Raisa's words couldn't bear to not laugh. While Devan is only able to chuckle a little and scratch his nape that does not itch.

"Yes" answered Raisa.

"It is worth turning ferociously," muttered Devan who could be heard by Raisa.

"Son Devan sucks!" annoyed Raisa throws her pillow at Devan.

"But you love?" devan asked with his naughty smile.

"No" answered Raisa sarcas.

"Here, be honest!" exclaim Devan.

"No" said Raisa again.

"What time?" devan asked in disbelief.

"If I love you the same?" ask Gio suddenly.

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On the other hand, Rasya is trying to win his own mind. I don't know what makes that handsome teenager a little emotional.

"You are the same," muttered Rasya as he laid himself on his soft bed.

"Always number your only child just for your pleasure" Rasya told his parents.

"The one crazy treasure and popularity. The other is crazy with popularity and camera glare" Rasya said as he recalled how his parents were.

"Just got home, made a fuss."

Both of Rasya's parents were at home. Rarely could his parents survive in his luxurious house. In that luxurious house alone only lives alone with a guard and a few servants.

However, there was no wind which brought the two Rasya parents to return home. Her mother, a famous model, had just returned from Japan after a few months of not coming home. His father, however, only went home to sleep. The rest, Rasya's father spent to work in the office.

"Where have you been?" albert asked Rasya's father, who saw his wife had just returned home.

"Certainly looking for money and pleasure" replied Dara, Rasya's mother with her leisure.

"Is the money I give you not enough?" ask Albert in a slightly high tone.

"The money you give is more than enough. But you never give free time to both of us" replied Dara.

"So don't blame me because I'm looking for another pleasure with my profession" said Dara, who made Albert ride black.

"You become a wife never want to obey the husband" said Albert.

"Have you forgotten your duties as a wife and mother in this house, huh?" ask Albert for emotion.

"I don't forget," Dara answered no less emotionally.

"As a wife you should serve your husband. Not serving the media that highlights you or even the camera lens that freely shoots the curves of your body!" jolt Albert.

"Then, what about you?" ask Dara back.

"As a husband you should be able to look after and please this wife of yours. Butwhat? You're always busy with your own world of work!" hardik Dara's.

"I wouldn't go back to modeling if you weren't too busy with your business!" dara firmly.

"I felt lonely and finally returned to pursue my profession that I had lived for a long time since Rasya was born" added Dara.

"If you're feeling lonely, you should realize. If you still have Rasya who always needs you" Albert said.

"Rasya needs me. But Rasya needs you too" said Dara.

"Here you go, I'm tired of taking a break. Tomorrow I'm going to Paris for a fashion festival" Dara said, leaving Albert in the living room.

"Huh," upset Albert ruffled his own hair.

Rasya who saw and heard the quarrel of his parents returned to his room. He felt that his presence was just a parasite for the busyness of his parents.

Since the age of SD, Rasya has often been left by his mother and also his father to work. If his father could still meet him every day. Different things with his mother that he rarely met.

Rasya thinks that he is always double-numbered by his parents. Work and popularity are the main ones for both parents.