Did You... Like That ... Song?

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Two days later

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Two days later

Kinn chose to continue the treatment of Kim and Chay at home, as in this situation, he couldn't trust anyone. He kept sitting beside Kim, who was sleeping peacefully, because of the painkiller.

In the last 48 hours, Kim just woke up 5 times for almost 2-3 minutes. He opened his eyes, looked around the people a little bit, and fell asleep again. Sometimes he cried in his sleep, probably out of pain while trying to move his wounded hand, and Kinn tried to caress his hair slowly to put him back to sleep. 

"Boss, the medical report came out just now. The doctor wants to talk with you about it," Big told Kinn, who was sitting on a couch in Kim's room and trying to finish some important office work on his laptop. Kim hadn't taken any rest in the last 48 hours, he was there while the nurses were dressing Kim's wound, injecting medicine, even when changing IV's ..... He couldn't trust anyone now.

Kim nodded his head as a sign to let the doctor in. He put his laptop aside and took the report from Big, while the doctor kept explaining Kim's current situation, "3 ribs are broken, shoulder and arm fractures, bruises almost all over the body, but P'Kim's body was reacting quite positively with the medicine, and we are hopeful that he will wake up within today... As for the wound on his right bicep," the doctor paused after saying.

"What happened?", Kim looked anxiously at the doctor.

"P'Kinn, sorry to say it, but P'Kim was brutally tortured. The dagger wound on his bicep was quite deep, and infection spread around the wound, I am afraid, some nerves may have been damaged, and it may take a long time to recover."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY LONG TIME? HOW LONG?", Kim asked with fear in his eyes.

"P'Kinn, please calm down. He probably won't be able to use his Right hand for a while... I can't say an exact time, it will depend on how it reacts to the physical therapy. The recovery chances are 50-50."

"Can't use his right hand? You want to say that my brother can't use his right hand anymore??" Kinn keeps repeating this line by himself while looking at sleeping Kim.

Porsche went downstairs to bring some coffee and breakfast for Kinn, knowing that Kinn was going to refuse to eat like other days or probably take a few bites only. When he came in front of the door, he had already heard what the doctor said. As Big and the Doctor were leaving the room, he was standing there like a stone. He knew how helpless it feels when your younger one gets hurt, he didn't know how he could console Kinn.

"Kim....Calm down, please", Porsche said to Kinn, who was freaking out after the news.

"I am sorry. I can't be a good elder brother. I should come earlier." Kim kept saying this while Porsche tried to hug him to calm him down.


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Porchay came to see Kim several times, but every time he looked at Kim's wounds and bruises, it reminded him of the sounds of beating Kim, and he could not hold back his tears anymore.

"Porchay, you can go and take a rest. You don't need to stay here, you haven't fully recovered yet," Kinn said while signaling Porsche to help Chay leave the room.

"Can I stay by his side a little bit?", Porchay asked Kinn with tears in his eyes.

"You can, Porchay and you don't need to ask me. Probably Kim would like to have your presence around him more than mine." Kinn told Porchay while leaving the room.

"Take care," Porsche told Porchay while following Kinn out of the room.

Porchay  was looking  blankly at Kim's guitar in the corner of the room. Kim never let anyone touch his guitar except Porchay. "I have been using it since my high school days, it's like a treasure to me," Kim once said to Porchay.

Porsche wept his tears while holding the guitar in his hand and sitting on the stool beside Kim's bed. He already knew about Kim's right hand's condition. He overheard it while Kinn was talking with his father over the phone.

"It can't be true... It can't be true. It's just their speculation. Everything will be fine once Phi wakes up." Porchay said to himself with his eyes filled with tears.

He closed his eyes and started playing a song on the guitar...... it's their song ... "WHY DON'T YOU STAY" ..... and tears keep falling from his closed eyes.

While Porchay finished playing the song, he opened his eyes, wept his tears, and tried to put the guitar down carefully. He didn't notice that someone was looking at him with affection and pain in his eyes too.

Porchay was about to leave, when he heard, "You... liked that... song?"

This sudden voice startled Porchay. "I am not hallucinating again, right?" Porchay told to himself. In the past two days, he kept hearing Kim's voice in his head .... It felt like he was going crazy.

With disbelief in his eyes, Porchay looked at Kim. He is not hallucinating anymore... Kim was really awake.

"P'Kim .... you wake up? Are you okay? Are you in pain? Do you want me to call the doctor?" Porchay didn't even know what he was saying. He was probably too stunned to process anything now.

"Did you... like that ....song?", Kim asked again. He was  struggling to breathe, it felt like every word coming out of  his mouth was hurting his ribs. His pain was clearly visible on his face.

"Please don't say anything. Your ribs are broken. Doctors said that you will have difficulty in breathing and talking for a few days. But you will be fine," Porchay tried to get out of the room to inform others that Kim had regained consciousness.

"Please .... Stay", Kim said while a tear fell from his eyes as he looked at Porchay.

" I am not going anywhere, Phi," Porchay said, sitting back on the stool. His tears started falling subconsciously as his eyes fell on Kim's swollen hand because of the cannula.

"Does it hurt?" Porchay asked while caressing Kim's swollen hand.

Kim shook his head as a sign of "no." and tried to give a smile, looking at his little one.

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