THE STORYBOOK

H4: PART 1 (ENGLISH)

UNFORESEEN WEDDING

Arthit was looking at the stony path through which the procession arrived.

"He's already here ...", he said to himself as he thought about the young man who was coming in one of those cars. The boy who, in a few hours, would be the husband of his beloved older sister.

- "I know you can not wait for your turn ..." - said his personal servant with a smile - "but you'll see that six months pass quickly and, when you least expect it, you will be married to Nam".

Nam...Namtarn ... his beloved and beautiful bride.

The young man, letting out a sigh, turned around and went into the bedroom where his sister was getting ready with the help of Nani, her own servant.

- "Your boyfriend has already arrived" - Arthit muttered as he fixed his gaze on his sister's face. So similar to his but, at the same time, so different.

"Everyone says we have the same skin and those black eyes that can drive anyone crazy, but ... why do I have to have these plump cheeks?"

- "Well, I love them" - Kristal said while smiling through the full-length mirror that she was using to see the results of her makeup and hairstyle - "you know ... your cheeks".

Arthit sighed.

And, once again, his beloved sister had discovered what he was thinking.

"Without a doubt, having a twin sister is a bore," though Arthit as he turned to the bed and took the bouquet that she was going to take to the reception, " Kris always finds out everything ...".

- "My girl ... you're ready" - Nani murmured then with a broad smile. Several tears, however, began to slide down her cheeks - "I'm so happy for you ... Kongpob is a great man and I'm sure he'll be a perfect husband".

Kristal smiled and nodded as she took a bracelet from its case.

"Mom's bracelet," Arthit told himself as he watched his sister put the jewel on her wrist.

- "I cannot get married without it" - Kristal murmured after noticing the look that Arthit was giving to the beautiful bracelet made of gold and precious stones.

After which she turned to the door and, with a determined expression, took a few steps towards it.

- "Let's go..."

Kongpob looked at the mansion with a sad look on his face.

For weeks he had asked his parents to reject the proposal of marriage. To try anything as he didn't want to be forced to fulfill a promise that he had not made himself, but his grandfather and on his deathbed.

- "I'm so sorry ..." - her mother whispered with a thin voice. The woman, dressed in her party dress, wiped her eyes as she tried not to cry - "I know you did not want this. That it's a torture for you to marry that girl, but ..."

Kongpob sighed as he looked down at the floor of the vehicle.

- "I know ... I know you can not go against the word given by grandfather, much less when we are talking about our business partners" - the young man mused without taking his eyes off the newly placed car carpet.

The woman nodded sadly.

- "We know you have someone you love ... someone you've loved for years, but it's for the good of the family. We ..."

Kongpob turned to the woman with a pained expression shining in his eyes.

- "That does not matter anymore as that person was never interested in me ..."

After which he got out of the car and headed towards the entrance of the mansion.

His mother, however, could only look at the young man with a guilty expression.

- "I'm sorry my son. I'm so sorry ..."

CLINC

A message arrived at a mobile.

A message that made his owner smile happily.

"Everything is ready," the person though as he lifted his face and looked around the guests, "the ceremony is about to begin ... everything is going as planned ... we only just have to wait."

A few minutes later, and after sending a short message in response, he turned off the phone and started walking through the large room.

Yes...

They just had to wait.