The All Boys Private School

i- Angel Rafflesia

Raffa's POV

"Raffa, hey! I need your attention. Are you okay?" Doc Cian asked worriedly. Tears rolled down my face looking at him.

His eyebrows met more when he saw me. "Why is there a problem?" He asked and put his arm around me. I shook my head even though I knew there was a real problem.

I had many questions and problems in those moments.

Why did he do that? What happened to him? Why do I have to take care of him?

"Doc..." I said full of doubt. I really wanted to withdraw my signature and reject him, but when I saw how happy he was when I agreed to be a private nurse, I still wanted to continue.

"What happened to you? Are you worried that my friend might do something to you? That's good, he won't do anything bad to you. He won't hurt you." He said convincingly to me.

That's not it, Doc. I hurt him and I can't show him yet.

I couldn't tell Doc Cian that because I was afraid of what he would say to me. Maybe later he will hate me because I hurt his friend.

"Don't you want to be Harris's personal nurse, Raffa?" He asked sadly, as if he could guess what I was thinking. I looked at him and saw sadness and disappointment on his face.

Raffa, please let it go. How much Doc Cian helped you. Even there you can recover.

I took a deep breath and faced him. "No Doc. I will be your friend's personal nurse." I swallowed hard and said to him. I saw the joy on his face when I said that. I can no longer refuse, Doc Cian is very happy with my consent.

He held my hand. "Thank you very much, Raffa. Thank you very much," he said sincerely, which is why I really couldn't say no.

But.. I still can't bear to see Harris. I can't yet.

I avoided going to the room Doc Cian told me earlier where Harris was. I'm not ready to see him yet. Not now.

I'm here at the nurse's station and I'm sitting. We don't have many patients and I'm assigned here now. I am the one who answers people who ask where their admitted relatives are and what else. I'm only here for a while because my area is E.R.

I turned to the man who was walking slowly and seemed to be talking on the cellphone. He was too tall that's why he caught my attention. I was nervous to see who he was.

He was wearing a polo shirt and behind him was hanging a container with a blue print. Even when he was walking, I could see his whole body. His face matured, his body got bigger, whiter and handsomer.

I was full of wonder. I thought Harris hadn't woken up yet? Why is he here and he seems to be doing so well? My confusion disappeared when the person I was looking at started to speak.

"Mommy, Calli is here. I can go to the site, I'll call you later," I heard Harren say-- he is Harris' twin. I recognized him because his two deep dimples appeared with every word he said. That's where they differ. Harren has two dimples, Harris doesn't have any but he has a very nice smile.

When I saw Harren I turned around. I'm afraid that he might see me, that he might be angry with me because I hurt his twin too much. I grabbed my chest. I feel a very strong heartbeat.

I've only seen Harren, this is how it affects me. Maybe because they look alike. I was nervous and my hands were sweating.

I heard the closing of the hospital's automatic door, he was already out, so I faced him again. A nurse was needed in the E.R. so I went there. I chose not to think about Harris while I was at work. I can't lose my concentration while helping people in need.

My work day is over. I worked overtime so my duty ended at ten o'clock. I took my backpack and rented a tricycle.

I rode a tricycle to go home. I even asked the tricycle driver that we stop at the fastfood chain because I'm going to buy my son's breakfast for tomorrow, I'll just heat it up.

Maybe Emi is asleep. He didn't catch me coming home again. After all, I'd rather he not wait for me and go to bed early.