She paced around for over a second which got Stiles worried and scared, he stood up from his bed and walked towards her, holding her hand as he gazed deeply into her eyes.
“Raya, talk to me, what's wrong?, are you pregnant.”
Raya gazed at him in a funny way as he blurted out.
“No, what!, no.”
“So tell me what is the problem?.*
Stiles asked as he took a step back from her.
“I have a bad news.”
“What is the bad news?.”
“Raya, say something.”
“My relatives are coming to stay with us”.
Stiles got relief as he sat back to his bed and at Raya whose face was painted with sadness.
“Raya, how is that a bad news, shouldn't you be happy?.”
“Happy you said, yea right, I should be happy if they are here for good terms.”
Raya spoke, folding her hands she turned her back on Stiles.
“What do
