Chapitre 45: The protector
The wind was blowing harder but Rose and William still felt at home sitting on the beach, looking at the sea and listening to the waves crashing.
Rose had stopped crying, She never told anyone about her complaints, not even Rayhan, but she easily told William.
She felt more relieved now, she felt that the burden that had been pressing on her had been reduced a lot. I don't know what magic William has so that she can easily entrust the burden of her heart to William. And the words William said made her feel like she had a protector that she never had.
Secretly I slowly depended on him...
"What about your childhood?" Rose asked breaking the silence.
William didn't immediately answer, discussing his childhood was the same as opening up old wounds.
"My childhood was ordinary," William answered lying.
"No wonder you grew up to be too self-confident, surely your parents did everything they could to make you happy." Rose guessed.
"Not really," William said glumly.
Rose turned her head and looked at William who was still looking at the sea.
"There are a lot of hidden stories, wounds that never heal, and a lot of manipulation," William explained.
Rose didn't understand William's ambiguous words but she could catch the sadness on William's face.
"I lived with guilt my whole life."
"Guilt of what?" Rose asked, trying to dig deeper into what was hidden behind William's frequent changes.
William turned his head and smiled, "It's too late to talk, we should go back to the mansion. I'm very sleepy." William said before getting up and walking ahead of Rose.
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Rose had fallen asleep while William couldn't sleep and chose to return to the coast, sitting alone in loneliness.
Rose's question came back to his mind, "Guilt about what?"
"Guilt because I left him," William muttered crying.
William tried to remember how his younger brother.
"We can't take you two. We only need a genius child, not a noisy one."
Often couples come to adopt them, but they always don't accept that William wants to take his younger sibling with him, which ultimately makes William choose not to join the foster parents who intend to adopt him.
He will not leave the only family he has no matter what happens.
For this reason, because he didn't want to be separated from his eight-year-old younger brother, William always took part in mathematics and other subject areas and every time he won he would save so that when he grew up he would be able to support his younger brother well, but who would have thought that he would meet Jackson, one of them? Sponsor of the mathematics competition in which he participated.
At first, Jackson looked like an angel, he came with tenderness, In his eyes at that time Jackson was a man with wings who he thought was an angel that God had given as a replacement for his father who had died. Even when he was alone out of town to take part in a competition, Jackson was always loyal to accompany him.
"Come with me, I will make you my biological child."
Once again William's tears fell, and his head ached from remembering too much about the past, he couldn't bear to continue the memories that would tear his heart apart.
"How will I explain it to you later? If I don't remember the reason why I left but my heart hurts every time I think of you, I never want to leave you."
Too many wounds, too much pain. His beautiful memories with his younger brother always come to mind and make him haunted by longing, the torture that Jackson did to him every time he tried to escape. The whipping and screaming, the torture he received since he became William Alexander.
In a piece of his memory from the past when he was still with his younger brother, Jackson was an angel but during his life with Jackson, he only knew pain, violence, and oppression. There was one memory that disappeared, which he couldn't find even though he tried many times until he was tormented and finally collapsed because he couldn't remember the piece of memory, the piece of when he left his brother.
What was the reason? What is certain is that William never wanted to be William Alexander.
"Please don't hate me when we meet later..."
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"I hate you! I hate you to death! Don't ever come to me even in your dreams!" Rayhan shouted, he had just had that nightmare again, a dream when he woke up in a room in a hospital and the orphanage administrator said that his older brother Raffael had just left with his adoptive parents.
Ignoring the pain, Rayhan ran out of his treatment room while holding his head which was still bandaged. Trying to escape from the hospital staff so he could catch up with his older brother, he finally found him walking with a man holding his hand.
"Older brother!" Rayhan called out shouting but Raffael kept walking without looking, Rayhan then ran again even though he was stumbling, he even fell but Rayhan got up again to chase Raffael who was still walking with a man towards the parking lot.
"Brother... Bro, wait for me! Wait for me, don't leave me, bro, please don't leave me!" Rayhan shouted as loudly as he could, he was sure his voice could touch Raffael's eardrums but Raffael didn't look back at all.
"Brother! Don't leave me! I don't want to live alone, brother! Brother!" Rayhan called, he continued to chase the luxury car that was taking Raffael away until his vision became blurry, Rayhan kept trying to chase his brother but his vision suddenly darkened and after that, his life became completely dark.
"Brother... Don't leave me." Even when he was dying, all he thought about was his brother, the brother who had walked away and left him without looking back.
"I hate you..." Rayhan buried his face behind his folded hands, he cried thinking about every pain he had pierced his heart.
Why is there no one willing to be by his side? Why is everyone so happy to leave him behind?
Whether it was his parents, then Raffael, and now Rose.
Then who will love me? Isn't there any love left for me?
Should I give up now? Rayhan walked unsteadily towards the bathroom with his wrist injured and covered in blood.
Rayhan then sat in a bathtub filled with water and slowly the water mixed with his blood.
He vaguely saw the bathroom ceiling which looked blurry.
His lips curved into a sad smile before he finally sank his head into the water which had turned red.
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The sound of the door was heard roughly opening, Sammy came to break the door after hearing news from the person he had told to monitor Rayhan's house if Rayhan had returned.
The condition of Rayhan's house was still as messy as the last time he came. While calling for Rayhan, Sammy climbed the stairs to look for Rayhan in his room, and to his surprise, he saw drops of fresh blood on the floor and continued into the bathroom.
Panicking, Sammy opened the bathroom door and found Rayhan drowning his body in a bathtub that looked like a sea of blood.
"Rayhan!" Sammy screamed, he immediately lifted Rayhan's body so Rayhan could breathe.
"Rayhan wake up!" Sammy called while patting Rayhan's cheek.
Rayhan still didn't answer while Sammy was increasingly panicking, he tried to reach for the cell phone in his pocket while continuing to hold Rayhan.
"Hang in there..." asked Sammy, who was still having difficulty reaching his cellphone, but then Rayhan heard the sound of laughing softly.
"God doesn't seem to want me by His side either," Rayhan muttered, laughing bitterly with his eyes still closed.
"Are you crazy? Why are you doing something stupid like this?" Sammy scolded who was finally able to breathe a little easier because Rayhan was still conscious.
"I hate him! He was the one who left me but I was the one haunted by nightmares... Why? Why am I the only one suffering? Tell me why Sam? Why am I the only one suffering?" Rayhan burst into tears when he said his last sentence.
"Why do nightmares keep haunting my life? I want to erase him from my memory but he always comes again and again... Makes me miss him and then comes to me in nightmares!" Rayhan sobbed, Sammy could only hug Rayhan tightly, he couldn't even hold back his tears, This was the lowest point in Rayhan's life, and his separation from Rose seemed to awaken Rayhan's bad memories with his brother even more so he acted rashly like this.
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