Early in the morning he wake up on his lonesome bed in absence of his sun, in his twenty years of life he felt its the most lonely day which he ever felt even when he breathed all alone with his abusive parents in his own home but today he can feel the pain of loneliness
with swollen eyes he takes a look to the digital clock, he expects to be in office by 8:00 clock now it was 7:00 clock he took his phone he lived staring to his phone screen it's arthit's photo which he keeps it as screen wallpaper which he snaps it yesterday, while arthit was cuddling in kong's lap, the wallpaper is causing him a teary smile.
As he reckoned to give a call for his husband in turn as he expects his call went unanswered he moaned a sob feeling all tired of his husband hope phee will reduce his resentment on me, I should not have questioned him yesterday, but how long should I keep everything to myself, of course, it's just a past but him being hideous is causing me more pain,I can give him my shoulder if he wants, I want to say him it's okay to have a past, but why don't he understand me a little.
he got out of bed it took him 30 minutes to complete all his business with tearful brushing his teeth and deserted shower he came out slipping into a formal dress with light stripe white shirt and a little pista green slim-fit cotton trouser tucking the white shirt neatly placing it in place with a thin black belt he took a look at his hair, gelling and combing neatly, hastily glancing at laptop bag he hung it to his right shoulder putting his valet and mobile phone in trouser pockets, he took his medicine, back to his trousers he is slumping at the dining table with his in-laws he is staring somewhere into space not having any hunger strike
"Kongpob, you will be late for work, eat up, driver is waiting for you"
Kongpob came back to his world "driver!" He thought to take a cab or bus as his husband did not answer his phone
"Arthit sent his car with his driver as he was busy," his mother said and Kongpob gave a silent smile
"Why you look so tired kongpob"
Kongpob give her a calm smile "I am fine mae."
David questioned him in worry "we don't think so."
"Maybe he is nervous about work" messy replied
He smiled "sort of, mae, phorr, nothing to worry, I am.fine."
Jessy spoke "honey, I don't like what Mr.Jack is doing to our son"
"I will definitely, talk to him, don't worry" David assured her
Kongpob being aware of what his mother in law words he felt worried "phorr, is it something I need to know."
David give him a calm face "nothing to worried about, I will talk with him."
"I am sorry, for causing all the troubles phorr."
David pat on kongpob shoulder "don't be sorry, it's not your fault or to be feeling guilty..."
Jessy was silent throughout the dinner she did not give any word she is prevailing in her own thoughts about her son, arthit.
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Kongpob started working in Sivakorn office, he was looking at a graphic design suddenly he felt a warm palm on his back of hand holding the computer mouse together
"....p'Siva.korn..." Kongpob eyes widen in shock for the unknown touch he turn his face aside and he find it was sivakorn, Sivakorn being in his cabin, it was a glass door all others employees can see Sivakorn being close to Kongpob their faces were nearer than necessary, and all the employees do was gossiping about them..
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Our Marriage (M-preg) ✔
FanfictionArthit and kongpob wedding. involves their wedding life with family drama. My own story of "wedding" (forth-ming) translation into (peraya version) "our marriage"