THE STORYBOOK

H2: PARTE 6 (ENGLISH)

The days began to pass and the young man started to recover much quicker than the doctor thought at first. They could not be any happier, however the police still could not find any clue that would allow them to reach the person who had run over the young man. 

The inspector had visited Kongpob several times, but he still did not remember anything that had happened that night.

But, for the young man who was at that moment covering some cookies with the hot chocolate, the most difficult thing was, without a doubt, to play along with Kongpob who, by all accounts, seemed completely in love with a fiancé who did not exist.

Arthit sighed as he left the pastry bag and picked up the small colored balls with which he would decorate some of the cookies. He began to place them on the small surface, one by one and very carefully so as not to affect the still hot dough.

"If only he were umpleasant to be around..." thought the young man, "but he's just such a nice person ... he does not deserve any of this."

Arthit sighted while finishing the last touches of the pastries's decoration.

After placing the last of the little balls, he left the tray on the table and went to the sales area, then flip the sign indicating that the place was closed.

He ususally closes the shop much later but, since some weeks before, he started to close earlier in order to go to the hospital before the end of the visiting hours  so he could spend some time with Kongpob that, undoubtly, should be looking already at his clock and wondering where could be his boyfriend and if he would arrive soon.

Arthit smiled as he felt his cheeks flush slightly.

DING DONG

The clock was ringing.

- "I'd better hurry or I'm afraid that the nurses will end up losing their nerves... once again" - the young man murmured after noticing the time on the local wall clock.

Arthit went to the counter and, taking one of the empty boxes, began to introduce some of the chocolates in it. When it was full he closed it and placed it very carefully in a bag. 

The young man gave a small chuckle as he remembered Kong's expression, and especially his bright eyes  whide opened in surprise, one of the times he had brought his products to the hospital.

Meanwhile, in a hospital room, a young man was sitting in an armchair waiting for his boyfriend to appear.

Kongpob watched the clock while frowning.

"Today is taking longer than usual," thought the young man as he tapped the arm of the seat.

However, when he was almost determined to get up and wait for Arthit in the hospital hall, even if he had to scape from the nurses once again, the door opened and a young man entered the room with a smile on his face.

- "Good afternoon" - greeted the young man while leaving a bag on the table that was in front of the patient.

Arthit smiled and was going to show him the gift he was bringing to him when he noticed the tray of untouched food that was on one of the tables near the bed.

He frowned.

- "Have you left your lunch untouched again?" - Asked Arthit as he cast a look of discontent towards Kongpob. 

The man, that was looking down at his lap, only managed to nod while muttering a few words, however Arthit could hear them without problems thanks to the silence that reigned in the room.

- "The hospital food is very bad .." - the young man had said while refusing to look at Arthit in the face.

Arthit tried, unsuccessfully, not to smile. Once again, he was given the impression that more than a boyfriend, he needed to take care of a small child.

- "If you eat something of what you have  on the tray, for dessert I will give you the chocolates I have brought for you ..."

- " Coffee flavour?" - Kong asked with his eyes wide open and a big smile on his face.

Arthit nodded as he opened the bag and the box, letting him see the small filled chocolates.

Kong nodded and, as fast as he could, approached the table and the bed. Arthit placed the tray in front of him and he began to eat some of the pieces of fruit that had been placed in one of the small compartments.

All the time without letting the bag of chocolates out of his sight.

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The week ended with no further setbacks and the time came when Kongpob was able to leave the hospital after promising the doctor that he would take care of himself and follow the orders of the nurse who would be in charge of his revisions.

Arthit picked up the young man who, despite being much better, still had to use the crutches to move and, in his car, they went to the small but cozy apartment where he lived with his brother and his father.

When, fifteen minutes later, they arrived in front of the door of the old building, both young men could see how Baek was in the doorway and in the company of a middle-aged man who, in a wheelchair, was waiting expectantly for the car to stop .

- "Good morning Kongpob" - greeted Mr. Rojnapat with a smile and a handshake to the young man who, with one arm resting on one of the crutches and the other on Arthit's shoulder, was approaching  with slow steps towards the  main doors of glass of the building.

Kong smiled at the man without noticing the look of concern that the two brothers were throwing at themselves.

Arthit looked at Baek  and, together, they stared at the man who was now talking to Kong as if he had known him all his life.

- "I hope you're better ..." - he was saying to the young man - "you will see that now that you are at home you will recover completely and in no time..."