Ch 3

Aftet eating food, he asked me to have a rest and leave the dishes for him, he will do it, i did as he commanded. I flight my feets in stairs aming upstair. I halt as i reach infront of the door and push then walk inside.

"Sigh.."

I abandon the bag in a side of the bed and and lay down on. My body is in pain. Somewhere they are aching, and my backbone is little sore still, yet i'm sleepy. In the off light room, his disclouser behavibour are haunting my brain.

Gradually i set my brain out to walk onto past as i laspe deeply in dream.

"Dehang….take care of Royang ok dear. I and dad will back soon." She says with smile on her. Her words are warm and soft.

"We will get sweets for you and your younger brother ok." Dad too. Is gentle.

"Yes." I agree in their term and condition hapily.

They set off. And i hear a little voice. "Brother."

I turn and see a six years small boy is running towards me. He has having a smile on. He grips my finger by his small grip and aims his tiny eyes raising his head upon me.

I smile back. We are in our small appearance.

"Let's play hide and seek." His words are too sweet to melt and droll my heart. I nod and ask him to hide.

He says "Close your eyes and count twenty." then he runs.

I shut my eyes and start count until i finish twenty number.

"Royang..brother is coming." I yell in excitement. It is as a challange to him. And i begin perform my task. I search him every corner of the house. But he does not come out on my sight. I could not find him. So i panick. Worry when the time has past an hour but unable to find him. I give a shout of his name. But still i could not. I become feeble and wanting to cry. Tear dulls my eyes. I am not giving up. I am trying to find him. Suddenly a loud sharpen moan collied in my ear.

"This is how you take care of brother?"

I turn the way. "Dad."

Then a belt, i see, is risen and started to hit me.

He is bad mouthing to me as well as his wife too. They are yelling and beating constantly without hearing me. I close my eyes and drop tears on the floor literally while using hands as withstand that strike. I am repeatedly and violently beaten meanwhile feeling as to hurt and injure. All i am hearing are their yell but out of blue i hear the painful loud moan of dad.

"AHHH…"

Along with, my eyes open. Dark. I'm laid on the bed. Gasps are realising through out my mouth. And sweat has wet my forehead. I sigh "Just a dream." and mumble.

It's completely woke me up. Gosh. How much i afraid with them. Even this kind of incident happen in my dream too. I really am a fucking weak. Useless shit.