Breath (TulHin)

Chapter 11

Unfulfilled desire

“I will not lose millions of Baths for a child that no one wants.”

“I shouldn't have to spend millions on the life of a person who should have died.”

“I think you are misinformed, my first and only grandchild is the one who is in Rassa‘s womb right now.”

“I beat you! Remember to take your soul to hell too!”

“I am the winner!”

“Khun Tul.”

“...”

“Khun Tul.”

“...”

Inside the well-known temple intended to pray for the soul of the famous lady Thannaya Metthanan, the servant has been working tirelessly since he informed his boss at four in the morning that his grandmother had died, without even having time to breathe, because dawn has not yet arrived when they begin to prepare the reception for the guests of honor. As soon as he finds some free time, he rushes to look for his master, finding that Khun Tul is in shock. The atmosphere around Metthanan is clearly different. The young half-breed has never succumbed to any kind of pressure, but now it's as if he has created a huge wall that keeps others away. Tul has always been accessible, but now no one dares to approach him. Even Gornhin can see that young Tul's attitude is not normal. He doesn't answer him. The young half-breed didn't move. He just sits there like a mere statue. Everyone thinks that Tul is really in pain, so no one dares to ask questions or approach him. The only person who really knows him, stood aside and bowed before him to look him directly in the eyes. The person with the attractive face is completely still. Deep inside his beautiful clear eyes, it seems like there is a huge tsunami ready to devour everything that comes in his path, Gornhin does not fear this enormous destructive power, but it makes him worry even more. He is afraid that Khun Tul will get hurt.

“Khun Tul.”

“...”

This time, he places his hand on his shoulder and then presses gently. He blinks a little before turning to look at him.

“The ceremony is over.”

“Oh, is it over? Is she finished?”

“Yes, Khun Tul. Would you like to go home? You must be very tired.”

Tul is silent, but just then Gornhin holds his breath. He can only look into the eyes of someone who doesn't know what he is thinking. Now Tul turns his gaze to look at the huge enclosure and the people who had come out long ago, and then... He stands up slowly.

“What about other people?”

“They already left a few minutes ago.”

“Really?”

Tul smiles, then says simply, “They're very sad.”

Hin doesn't answer, but he thought of the image of people crying to the lady throughout the ceremony. These actions make Gornhin angry, because... The people around Khun Tul, make him worry even more. He has never understood the life of the rich, he really doesn't understand it. Ever since Khun Tul was kidnapped for ransom, no one cared about him except Khun Try, who was really affected by it. He was just an innocent child, and his true grandson. Why hurt him so much without considering the consequences? This made Gornhin not hesitate to stay by his side, no matter how hurt he was. Khun Tul wasn't wrong and he wasn't a bad guy.

The wrong ones were all those adults who never took the time to get to know this angel, turning him into a demon.

Khun Tul has no one else. It only has him. It's the thought of someone who promised to do anything for this boy.