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Warut entered first, then Pravat followed him, and the small body hid behind him. Warut sat and looked at his little brother, his hand tightly holding the hand of the boy behind him. Then he turned his gaze to his father and Jayet, the chief guard. Pravat spoke.
(My Dad and P'jayet, you have noticed my tension and isolation since your return and my hiding something. I am here to tell you what happened from the beginning)
His father spoke as he peeked at the young man hiding behind Pravat
(Sit down and talk. Who is standing behind you?)
Pravat answered and then began to narrate what happened
(No Dad, I am comfortable like this, and you will soon know who is standing behind me. Six months ago, I went to visit the grave of your son Ated, and a mistake happened, and my foolish guards shot a young man there.
I helped him and called Hugo at that time, and when I saw him and learned his name, I became suspicious of the matter and sent someone to collect information for me, and I forced him to stay here, and... I discovered the truth a few days ago and told him about it. Because he was suffering from a heart condition, he fainted and was damaged, so I took him to the hospital.
On the day you came to the house, I was bringing him back because of a problem, and after he recovered, he asked to see you. He needed rest, as his wound had not healed yet.)
Pravat turned away and looked at Ated, who stared at him with eyes full of tears, then pulled him to stand in front of him... The eyes of Warut's father widened, who stood up and shifted his gaze to Jayet, who smiled, his eyes filled with tears.
(similar to Ated)
Ated said as he walked slowly
( My Dad )
Jayet's smile disappeared and he stood looking at Pravat who spoke
( It's Ated, your son is not dead)
Jayet's feet could no longer carry him and he sat back looking at Ated who approached him and knelt down. Jayet looked back at Pravat and spoke.
(My son, my heart will not tolerate jokes, is this really Ated? The ten-year-old Ated? My soul that burned inside the house is this?)
Pravat was crying and shaking his head but his concern for Ated was greater.
(It's Ated... I'm sure and I have someone who will prove my words)
Jayet got down slowly and hugged Ated tightly and started crying together. Pravat went out and told one of the guards to bring the prisoner, so he did and left... Pravat looked back at Ated and his father who kissed his forehead, cheek and fingers and hugged him again and cried more until she brought in the one who was waiting for her, Pravat.
The guards forced her to sit on his knees with her hands tied behind her back, her eyes widened as she saw Jayet hugging his son and both of them staring at her, Warut shouted at her
( Tell him everything )
She answered them
( Yes, I took him with my husband from the house and replaced him with another child... Vodis wanted me to bring Ated and raise him away from the world... He wanted him as bait or a weapon for you, you scoundrel Pravat, but his plans failed because of this dirty homosexual... He destroyed everything )
Ated's tears ran down his cheeks as his father covered his ears with his hands and forced him to look at him and shake his head, Ated closed his eyes listening to his father's blood running through his veins and he no longer heard anything else, she continued her screaming
( This scoundrel broke all the rules and disobeyed all my orders to the point that I could no longer control him... Pravat, all the wounds and burns on his body are because of him, ask him and you will know the suicide attempts that I was forced to take him To the hospital because of her... This boy is a bundle of problems and the hospital always accuses me of mistreating him, he is a devil in the form of an angel...)
Jayet screamed while still holding Ated's head covering his ears, he forced her to be silent so the guards took her out
(Shut up, I don't want to hear your dirty voice you bitch... Get her out of here)
They took her out so that Jayet would remove his hands while moving his hair strands and kissing his forehead, Ated opened his eyes and looked very tired so his father hugged him and put his head on his father's shoulder and hugged him and closed his eyes, no one spoke and everyone remained silent.
Pravat approached after taking off his jacket and placing it on the arm of the sofa. He looked at Jayet, who shook his head and moved his arms away to carry Pravat Ated from his father's arms and headed towards the sofa. When he carried him in his hands, the younger opened his eyes quickly, and when he noticed that it was Pravat, he closed his eyes again.
Pravat gently placed him on the sofa and sat down, making his thigh a pillow. He pulled his coat to cover him, then looked at Jayet, who smiled and started crying again. Warut approached and hugged him, patting him on the back and speaking.
(There is no need to cry, your son has returned to you and is fine... but what I want to understand is what your and your family's connection to Vodis is. All we know is that your wife is his daughter)
Jayet sat on the sofa in front of Warut's father and spoke
(In the master's deals with Vodis, I was always the accompaniment, and in one of them I met his daughter by chance and began to meet her, but from afar, and after a dispute arose between the master and Vodis, I no longer saw her, but one day I saw her in front of my newly purchased house, and she was crying because she did not know that her father was a criminal. She insisted on staying with me and that if she returned, her father would kill her.
I helped her and kept her with me, but throughout her stay she made me love her, so the master suggested that I marry her and that he would help me protect her, so I arranged a wedding. Young inside the house and you were young, Khun Pravat, and you are also Khun Warut)
Warut interrupted him
(But I remember him)
Jayet continued his speech
(The master prepared a safe house for me and no one knows its location to protect her from her father and after two years she gave birth to Ated so I kept her safe until Ated became seven years old. They discovered her location so I returned her to the house and tightened the guard and for three years I did not notice anything so I started to go out Ated and got used to you, I did not know that he would really kill his daughter)
Warut's father spoke
(Don't worry, Ated will stay here in front of your eyes)
They all moved their gaze to Ated who held Pravat's hand and put it under his cheek so Jayet smiled and addressed Pravat
(Ated is under your guardianship, take care of him)
They were surprised when he spoke like that to continue his speech
(But today he will stay near me, I want him by my side)
Pravat slowly got up and carried him saying
(You got that, P'Jayet)
Pravat took him to Jayet's room and gently lowered him onto the bed. Ated opened his eyes and looked around the room, which seemed dark like Pravat's room but with less color gradation. He spoke, asking
( P'Pravat, this is not my room or your room. Where am I?)
Pravat answered him as he lowered himself and kissed his temple and forehead
(This is your father's room, my dear, I want you near him)
He left quietly, but Ated held his hand and spoke
(Don't leave, when my father comes you can go, I'm afraid of staying alone)
He sat next to him and kept playing with his hair until Jayet entered. He got up and whispered to him
(Ated is afraid of being alone, that's why I stayed with him for a while until you came)
Jayet patted Pravat's shoulder and smiled at him, then let him leave quietly. Jayet came forward from the bed and opened the buttons of Ated's coat and pushed him away, revealing his arms to his father. The burns and wounds were many and he hid them with long sleeves.
He knelt on the ground crying and kissing her and apologizing to her, and for his crying, Ated woke up and quickly got down and his father hugged him, begging him to be quiet so he raised his head while speaking.
(Sorry, little one, you suffered a lot because of me, I am very sorry)
Ated hugged him tightly, saying
(Why are you all apologizing to me, stop, it hurts my heart a lot)
Pravat left and saw Warut quietly climbing up to his room, so he sighed and walked towards his father's office and sat there looking at the ground for his father to speak without raising his eyes from the papers in his hand
(If you are worried about your mother, she is fine, and if you are worried about Ated and his father, they are in the best condition)
Pravat spoke impatiently
(No, father, I am worried about Warut's recklessness and you know what I mean)
His father answered
(Don't worry, Warut is smart and will not be reckless)
Pravat got up as he left, speaking
(It seems that you don't know anything, father, and you don't know Warut's recklessness when he's angry at all)
His father looked at him and stood up, speaking
(What do you mean? What do you know that I don't know about you two?)
Pravat went out and closed the door behind him, heading towards Ated's room, as he used to sleep in it, but he backed off and returned to his room. As for Warut, he entered his room quietly, his eyes searching for Virutt, and he sighed.
He sits on the chair, staring at the sleeping person on the edge of his bed, and pulls his legs to his chest. He seems to be feeling cold, so he sighed and got up to cover him, then he sat back down, looking at him, remembering what he did in the bar.
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Flash back
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After Virutt left the house in the morning smiling, Warut sighed and went down to his father's office for some work and because Pravat was busy he decided to help his father and the work ended with a deal he agreed and Warut decided to go instead of Pravat.
Unfortunately the deal signing site was in the same bar that Virutt and his friends went to as he was out of the house since morning and Warut did not think that Virutt was here. In the evening, he entered the bar with his guards and headed towards the important customer section. The contract matter continued for two hours of discussions and so on.
He went out after concluding the deal, only to be surprised to see Virutt being pulled by someone by the hand. Virutt begged him to let go of his arm and tried to pull it from the boy's hand. One bullet lit the fuse in the bar, causing silence and fear. The boy fell down, a lifeless body, and some drops of blood fell on Virutt's shirt, which froze in place.
Even though he uses weapons and kills with them, he has never seen anyone killed next to him in his life. He turned his eyes towards the direction the bullet exited and it was none other than Warut, who was calm and spoke in a very deep voice
(Move in front of me , now )
Virutt walked in front of Warut with difficulty, and if it had not been for his composure, he would have fainted from fear. He got into the car next to Warut, leaving a large distance between him and Warut, and stuck to the door tightly. The eldest noticed his fear in the trembling of his hand and his panic with every sigh that came out of his mouth.
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End flash back
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He kept sitting and drinking, one bottle after another, but he controlled his drunkenness, even though he had drunk three bottles. The dawn and its red and purple threads were tied so that the eldest looked towards the window, then he returned his gaze to Virutt who had woken up, and when he realized the place he was in and clearly saw the person sitting in front of him, he flinched and turned back while speaking.
(I swear, I didn't do anything... I stayed away from everyone as you ordered me to)
He got up intending to leave while speaking
(I know...go to sleep)
Virutt
( And you ?)
He answered
(Firstly, I have work, and secondly, I will not be able to sleep in a bed that I share with you, and you do not want me around and fear me)
Virutt spoke while looking at his fingers
(Who said that I don't want your presence? I'm just afraid of your hostile reaction against those around me.)
Warut looked at him and returned to the bed. He saw Virutt sleeping on the left side, placing a pillow between them and turning his back to Warut, who smiled and lay down, but he could not sleep because he was used to embracing Virutt.
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