THE STORYBOOK

H4: PART 4 (ENGLISH)

The room was ready.

The music that should accompany the entry of the bride began to play softly.

The guests turned with expressions of joy towards the door through which Kristal should appear however, seconds later, they were speechless and shocked. After all, instead of the bride, a young man was walking on the red carpet  and towards the groom who, with a smile on his face,  was waiting for him next to the priest.

The murmurs began immediately but, above them, a scream echoed in the room. A cry that made many of the assistants, closing their mouths, turn towards the young girl who, with her face completely pale, had fainted in her mother's arms.

"Nam ...", Arthit told himself as he stopped walking for a few seconds, "I'm sorry ..."

Meanwhile, and clutching his arm, Kongpob's grandmother smiled at the audience as if the girl's fainting was nothing extraordinary.

As if they had nothing to do with the girl's condition.

- "Go on..." - Rose whispered as she lightly squeezed Arthit's arm. Of course, without stopping smiling at all.

Arthit looked down at the ground and, moments later, raised his face and started walking towards the place where Kongpop was waiting for him.

However, Nam's face was still marked in his mind. Making him feel, again, as the worst person in the world.

I am so sorry....

Meanwhile, a few steps away, Lord Rojnapat was rapidly approaching Namtarn's relatives and, with few words, had them followed  him towards the nearest room.

His wife, with a wide smile on her face, opened the door of the room and, as soon as they had all entered, she closed it while making sure that no one was following them.

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A FEW MINUTES LATER...

Arthit could not believe what was happening.

Much less when, from the center of the room, the priest had just finished with the last blessing.

In his hands, in bright violet tones, was the bouquet of flowers that her sister had left on the bed.

"It's as if Kristal had known what was going to happen..." the young man said to himself as he looked at the beautiful violet roses, "as if she had planned everything from the start, but ... Why? Why didn't she say anything to me? We've always told eachother everything..."

- "By the power that has been conferred on me, I declare you married. You can kiss your... partner"

With eyes wide open, Arthit raised his face to look at Kongpob.

"OMG!" - though the young man as he felt how his cheeks began to flush - "I had forgotten this part of the ceremony!".

Kongpob smiled as he watched the boy, who was completely flushed, watching him like a little lamb. Following carefully every change of expression, every gesture he was making.

As if he feared I would jump on him at any moment ...

So cute ... and innocent.

The young man, slowly, held out one of his hands. A couple of seconds later, when Arthit finally put one of his hands on top of his, he pulled sharply, causing the man, with a slight cry, to end up in his arms.

- "You do not need to be ashamed ... after all it's our day. If you act like this for a kiss ... what are you going to do on our wedding night?"

- "Wedd ... Wedding night?!" - Arthit exclaimed without being able to contain himself.

"Now," Kong thought as he inclined his head and took, with his own, the lips of the troubled boy who, taking by surprise, remained still as he was being kissed in front of all the spectators.

The cheers started immediately.

All the guests rose to applaud for the newlyweds with big expressions of joy.

However, at the back of the room, and without the newlyweds noticing, a boy looked at them with an expression full of anger and jealousy.

Nat groaned in a low voice and, turning around, left for his room.

If only his mother had not gotten involve ...

If only things had gone as they had thought ...

Now everything would be so different.

- "It had to be me!" - he murmured as he climbed the steps of the stairs - "it was me the one that had to get married today, not Arthit!"

But he would solve it.

One way or another, he would.

"Kongpob will be mine ..." Nat told himself as he opened the door to his bedroom and went to the desk where he had left his mobile phone.

Quickly he took it in his hands and began dialing a number.

Meanwhile, in the room where the wedding was taking place, one person finished sending a message with several photographs and, especially, the first kiss of the couple.

Everything has gone as we expected ...

The ceremony has been beautiful

I've just sent you the photos you asked for.