Please be my mommy

chapter 1

Third pov

Kongpob combed his seven year old's hair and kissed his forehead. "All set for school"

"D-daddy, this is s-so cute. Thanks" he smiled doing a short spin infront of their full size mirror. Kong hugged his little son "you're welcome hero"

"Did you say bye to mommy?" Kong picked the little one carefully and stood infront of a portrait hanged on the wall. "B-ye Mommy" he waved at the picture wearing an innocent smile.

Kong got married to May, which was an arranged marriage but it didn't stop them from loving each other. Unfortunately, kong lost May when his son Nine was only five years old. The poor boy developed speech impediments after losing his mother to cancer. It added more sorrow to kongpob and it held him back from moving on.

After several months of training, nine got his ability back but still stammers in every sentence. Kong refused to remarry and chose to dedicate all his life for his lovely son.

He buckled his son and himself in the driver seat. "Hero, as it's your first day in this school. Daddy will drop you. From tomorrow you'll go with harry like a good boy" he nodded drinking his carrot juice. "Hokay daddy"

"Give daddy a kiss" he dropped him right outside his class door. he pecked his cheeks and giggled.

"All the best buddy. Love you bubye" he booped his nose and made his way to the car.

"please come in" he was initially so nervous to get inside but the teacher's calm smile brought an unknown courage someway.

"I'm Arthit your Homeroom teacher, please Introduce yourself?" He lowered to his eye level.

he nodded excitedly "My n-ame is Nine, i A-M seven yee-ars old" his overwhelmed emotions didn't get along with the stammers, he tended to stutter more. The whole class laughed at him.

"Silence. Now everyone get up and apologise to Nine" the teacher said sternly.

"Sorr-yyy Nii-ne" they all mocked him again and burst into laughing. The little boy couldn't take the insults and ran out of the classroom.

The teacher followed him out and caught him sitting under a tree. He without uttering any noise occupied the space next to him. "Hi" he said and pouted his lower lip when there was no response.

"Hewwo" he rubbed his eyes.

"Shall we go to the class?" He asked hopefully wiggling his brows. he shook his head no. "Pleaseee?" He pouted again. Nine looking on his hurted expression, nodded his head sharply and went to the classroom taking the last row seat silently.

"So, I'm not teaching you number system today" Arthit closed the book and kept is aside. "Yayyy" few students cheered. "There's something else we all need to learn" he clapped his hands.

"Each and everyone have a unique condition, don't we?" He asked looking every students of his. "For example, james you have black hair. Ryan, you have a red one. And mine is brown. Does that make us different?" He pointed to the class bullies, Most of them shook their head.

"Likewise, our new friend Nine stammers, which is generally not a problem with the physical production of speech sounds or putting thoughts into words. but he pauses while talking. Don't we all get nervous and frightened to talk infront of new people?" All the students said yes and nodded their head.

"See, don't we all have the same habit while Nine just over does it ? But, involuntarily?" He again left a pause to receive response.

"How will you all feel when someone mocks you for your colour or for being a 7 year old?" Arthit walked to Nine and ruffled his hair.

"That's not fair" "my mommy have pink hair and i love her" "and cookies" he chuckled at the small voices raising.

"That's how nine is feeling right now, it's not fair to bully someone for being who they really are. Don't do anything to others that you would not like them to do to you" he smiled at the boy who is fiddling with his fingers.

All the boys and girls lowered their head in shame and some murmured something to the other. "Nine please introduce yourself now" he folded his hands to his chest and stood behind all the chairs.

"I Am Nine, i am S-even years old. I loove my d-addy, we are new to town. My mommy has become a star in the s-kyy" he finished and smiled proudly. All the other kids clapped their hands and said "sorryy Nine" in unison.

Arthit's heart swelled at the manner the little peanut explained his own mother's death. It created a special soft corner in the most loved teacher of the school.

"I am james, really sowwy i shouldn't have laughed ah you" a boy approached Nine during their lunch time.

"Is okay. I f-forgive you" he waived it and offered him the sandwich his nanny packed for him. "Thank you" he chewed it and extended his grapes to the boy. "take my cookie" Ryan thrusted his cookie brush passing James's shoulder.

Arthit's lips twitched at the corner looking at the two naughty boys trying to impress the new boy. "Thanks" Nine accepted politely and shared his lunch with his new friends.

Nine by end of the class made his way to the staff room in search of someone. Once he saw Arthit he raced and pulled his long pants to grab his attention. "Ohw hi Mr.Nine" he smiled.

"Thank you Angel" he said without stuttering and ran passed him to his car. Arthit shrugged and busted his motorbike.

Hey cuties🤗🤗🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️

Another kongart, don't hate me if the plot is trashy.

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