SOLD TO THE MAFIA | SAILUBPON

CHAPTER 12

The car ride back to Pon's old home was quiet. Pon had never expected the day to turn out this way, but then again, he had learned to expect the unexpected when it came to Sailub.

As they neared the small house where Pon had spent the majority of his life, Pon couldn't help but feel a mixture of emotions. This place, though familiar, felt like it belonged to another time, a time before everything had changed.

Sailub, who was observant, noticed the shift in Pon's expression. He reached over, taking Pon's hand in his, offering a silent comfort.

"Are you alright my baby?" Sailub asked, his voice soft, almost as if he was afraid to disrupt the moment while looking very concerned for his baby.

Pon gave a small, appreciative smile. "I'm fine. Just... thinking, I'm excited that I'll see my parents again.. you know? with you."

Sailub nodded, his thumb gently tracing the back of Pon's hand. He had already decided what he was going to do next.

He had been thinking about it since the night Pon had gotten sick, since the day he realized just how much he truly wanted to care for Pon, not just in the moment, but in the long term.

He wanted to give Pon a life he deserved a life that was free from the struggles Pon had known for so long. Sailub knew that the best way to do that was to take action.

As they arrived at the house, Sailub parked the car and looked over at Pon. "Stay here for a moment," he said, his tone brokering no argument. Pon furrowed his brow, confused, but nodded silently as Sailub got out of the car.

Pon watched from the window as Sailub walked up to the front door of the modest house.

It was a small, rundown place, with chipped paint and an overgrown lawn. Pon's family had never been wealthy, and the house showed that everything about it screamed survival, but not living.

Sailub knocked once and waited for the door to open. Moments later, Pon's mother appeared, her tired face breaking into a small smile when she saw who was standing at her doorstep.

"Mr. Hemmawich," she said, a little surprised but polite. "What brings you here?"

Sailub smiled warmly, his usual cold demeanor replaced with a gentleness that had grown over time.

Especially in his interactions with Pon. "Good evening, Mrs. Aiemkumchai," he greeted her respectfully. "I wanted to speak with you about something important. Is now a good time?"

Pon's mother glanced over her shoulder, as if considering the request. After a brief hesitation, she stepped aside and gestured for Sailub to enter.

Pon, still sitting in the car, tried to make out what was happening, but he couldn't hear the conversation. He wondered why Sailub had come inside.

Minutes passed, and then Sailub reappeared at the door, his hand gently guiding Pon's mother out to him. Pon got out of the car, his curiosity piqued.

"Is everything okay?" Pon asked, his voice tinged with concern as he approached them.

Sailub turned to Pon with a smile that was both kind and serious. "Everything is fine," he assured him. "But there's something I wanted to talk to you about."

Pon's mother, standing next to Sailub, looked at Pon with a mixture of confusion and surprise. "Mr. Hemmawich..." she began, her voice quiet, unsure of what was happening. "What are you...?"

Sailub cut her off with a gentle but firm gesture, his eyes softening as he looked at her. "I've been thinking a lot about your family, about how much Pon has done to take care of all of you. It's clear to me that Pon deserves more than what he's had here." He glanced at Pon, who stood frozen, trying to understand where this conversation was going.

"I've already spoken with some people, and I'm arranging for you all to have a new home. A place where you can live without worrying about the next bill or whether you can afford the treatment you need."

Sailub paused, looking at Pon's mother. "I'll also make sure Pon and the Aiemkumchai family gets the best care medical treatment in a top-tier hospital. You and your family deserve that kind of life."

Pon's heart skipped a beat as he processed the words. He blinked several times, unsure if he had heard correctly. "Wait... What? A new home for them?" Pon asked, his voice filled with disbelief.

Sailub nodded, his eyes never leaving Pon's. "Yes. A new home, one that will give you the security you deserve. I know you've had a lot of struggles here, and it's time for that to change." He turned to Pon's mother.

"I've already arranged everything. You'll be moving into a fully furnished house, and all medical expenses will be covered. You won't have to worry about anything."

Pon's mother stood there, speechless for a moment, her hands shaking slightly. "But... Mr. Hemmawich... we can't-"

Sailub held up a hand, his expression calm but firm. "You don't need to worry about that. It's a gift. A way to give Pon a chance to focus on his future, without being burdened by the past. I care about him, and I want him to have everything he deserves but he will stay with me in the mansion while you guys are our neighbors.."

Pon stood there, stunned, unable to find the words to express the rush of emotions flooding him. His family his mother, his siblings would finally be free from the suffocating grip of poverty and illness. Sailub was giving them a future they never could have dreamed of. He was giving them hope.

Tears welled up in Pon's eyes as he turned to Sailub, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why... Why are you doing this for us, Sai? You don't have to."

Sailub's expression softened, his eyes holding an emotion Pon hadn't quite seen before a deep tenderness, an unspoken love. "Because I love you, Pon.." Sailub said quietly, his voice steady but full of meaning. "And I want to take care of you. I want to give you and your family a better life. You deserve that."

Pon's heart swelled with emotion. He didn't know how to respond, how to articulate just how much this gesture meant to him. But the words didn't matter. Sailub had already shown him more than enough.

Sailub turned back to Pon's mother, his voice still gentle but resolute. "The new house is ready for you family. your family be moved in within the week. And I'll be checking in regularly to make sure everything is perfect. Don't worry about anything."

Pon's mother looked at Sailub with a deep, grateful expression. "I... I don't know how to thank you, Mr. Hemmawicg. This is more than we ever could have hoped for."

Sailub smiled, his eyes softening even more. "There's no need for thanks. I'm doing this because it's the right thing to do. No one should have to live in a place like this, struggling every day. And no one should have to live without the care they need."

With that, Sailub turned to Pon, pulling him into a gentle embrace. Pon, still in shock, wrapped his arms around Sailub tightly. He couldn't stop the tears that were now flowing freely, a mix of gratitude and love.

"I don't know what to say," Pon whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

Sailub kissed the top of his head, holding him close. "You don't need to say anything. Just know that I'll always be here, for you and for your family. We're in this together, Pon."

As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the scene, Pon realized that this was the moment his life had truly changed. Not just because of the new house, the new opportunities, or the wealth Sailub could offer.

But because he now had someone who genuinely cared for him someone who was willing to do whatever it took to make his life better.

And in that moment, Pon knew that no matter what came next, he was ready to face it side by side with Sailub.