Part " 2 "
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The car carrying Pravat drove around the whole city until it stopped near the river for a short time. It stopped there at ten o'clock, the same time that Atid left by taxi towards the cemetery. After that, Pravat's car left towards the cemetery.
Pravat bought a bouquet of flowers from the lady who sells flowers near the garden opposite the cemetery and entered, followed by his guard. He memorized the path he headed towards his little lover's grave because of his many visits to him.
He knelt in front of the grave on his knees and placed flowers on the grave, smiling as he wiped the dirt off the front of the grave that bore the name, date of birth and date of death, then spoke while addressing him.
(Does it make you happy to sleep here? Didn't you miss sitting and laughing with us? It's been ten years, Ated. I miss you so much. I miss your laughter and your mischief. Didn't you say that you wanted to play in the snow? When will we play with it together?)
Someone's footsteps... the footsteps of a lost person caught his attention, so he stood up and his guards covered him. Someone stood staring at them before putting his hand in his pants pocket to take out his phone. One of the guards shot him, thinking that he intended to take out his weapon.
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Another person
Ated entered the cemetery walking towards his father's grave but he forgot where his father's grave was so he was walking randomly trying to remember the way and his search for his father's grave took time but he stopped because of someone's voice, he raised his head staring at him to notice three people but he didn't see them clearly so he decided to take out his phone.
Without warning, two bullets pierced his chest. One of the two people shot him. He fell backwards and fell, staring at the sky. He felt hot liquid flowing from the middle of his chest and drowning him. He was in pain and afraid, but he remembered his mother, so he spoke to himself.
" Sorry mom, I couldn't keep my word and come back early. It looks like I'm going to die here like this now "
Ated saw the face of someone approaching him, but his vision was blurry and he felt the taste of blood coming out of his mouth. He slowly closed his eyes, losing consciousness. Bravat shouted at his guards, reprimanding whoever shot the boy while holding him in his hands.
(Stupid, you should have made sure before shooting. Move and call the doctor. You start the car faster. I will take him to the private hospital. He is still alive. Move. Come on.)
He wiped the blood flowing on both sides of Ated's face with his handkerchief and pressed the wound with a small towel that one of the guards gave him, then carried him in his arms, surprised by his light weight, gently put him on the back seat and got in next to him and ordered his guards to hurry, then picked up his phone and called Hugo
(Hugo meet me at the private hospital quickly)
Hugo
(But I'm out of town, no problem, but I'll be a little late)
All the way he stared at the boy's pale face and lips that were starting to turn white, feeling that the boy was familiar to him. His car arrived to see the doctor and a number of nurses with a medical stretcher waiting for him. He took out the boy's cold body and put him on the stretcher for the nurses to move with the doctor.
He entered and sat in front of the emergency room staring at his bloody hands and shirt as he thought about the injured young man's face and his family. Pravat spoke to his guard as Hugo entered, asking him if anything bad had happened to him.
(Someone find information about the young man inside the operating room, understand?)
One of them said
(Understood, sir, I will go gather information about him)
After the guard left, Pravat spoke to Hugo
(One of my guards shot a university student thinking he posed a threat to my life)
Hugo
(Why worry about him? Let the doctor treat him and let him leave without any problems)
Pravat
(Let him leave the operating room, look at him and then you will know why I am worried and concerned about him)
Hugo sat next to Pravat, looking at him nervously, his leg shaking, and his distraction until the doctor came out and stood in front of them to look at the nurses taking the boy out on a moving bed towards the intensive care room. Hugo and Pravat looked at the sleeping boy in the bed, his face pale.
Hugo's eyes widened after seeing the boy and he quickly looked at Pravat. Pravat shook his head and spoke to the doctor, asking about the patient's condition. The doctor answered.
(The two bullets pierced his chest, but the good thing is that one of them struck his left shoulder and the other struck his chest, but it did not penetrate the heart. It only scratched him.
This boy's condition is very rare. His heart leans to the right side of his chest. We will take good care of him, Khun Pravat. If anything goes wrong, I will not contact you. )
Pravat
(If someone comes looking for him, deny his existence, contact me, and delete any information about him in your records. Also, when will he wake up?)
the doctor
(After twenty-four hours, Khun Pravat)
The doctor turned and left. Hugo quickly approached Pravat, who stopped him and walked towards the intensive care room in which the boy resided. He stood in front of the glass, staring at the boy while denying inside himself that this boy was his mother, Atid. The guard approached him and spoke.
(Sir, I got some information and some other information (vague or unknown)
Prafat
(Speak, what did you get?)
the Guardian
(The boy's name is Ated. He is twenty years old. He lives with his mother in a house a short distance from the university. His father died three years ago. He is studying pathological analysis in the second year. This is only it, sir, no other information.)
Pravat's shocked stare at him was enough to worry Hugo, so he quickly patted him on the shoulder, trying to calm him down as he ordered the guards to stay and guard the room of the boy whose name matches the name of the child who died ten years ago. Hugo spoke to Pravat.
(Calm down, there's no need to worry. Maybe the names are just similar. Let's go back to my house, because your brother called and asked about you, and I told him that you were staying with me today.)
Pravat shook his head and looked at Ated before he sighed and left the hospital with Hugo. All the way he was quiet, with his eyes closed until they reached the house. He got down before Hugo and entered to be greeted by Hugo's younger sister at the door, and when she saw him, she screamed.
(Brother, Pravat)
She is the first girl outside his family to embrace him. He knows her well. She grew up with him and Warut. Hugo trusted them to leave his sister with the Chanarong family during his travel period, specifically after the incident of burning Atid's house. Pravat did not speak. He only patted her on the head and her brother ordered her to take Pravat to a room. Guests, Sunny ran out and walked in front of Pravat.
Ated to himself
(I feel warm, where am I? What is that voice? Am I still alive? That face)
The next morning, a woman in her thirties came in asking the information clerk about the car accidents that had happened last night. The information clerk told her to ask the doctor, pointing to him with his hand, so she walked towards him, saying her son's name and his father's name, showing him his picture
(Ated Lawan , my only son, did he come to you yesterday with an injury or even an accident? Please give me any hope)
The doctor looked at the picture then apologized to her with a smile so she left quietly, the doctor stared at her for a long time before he picked up his phone and called Pravat, saying
(Khun Pravat, there is a lady in her thirties who came looking for the boy you brought)
Pravat
(What did you tell her?)
Doctor
(I apologized to her and told her that he was not with the injured)
Pravat
(How was her reaction?)
The doctor raised his eyebrows in surprise and spoke
(Her reaction was not regular, as a mother did not cry and her eyes did not carry great concern for her son)
Pravat hummed then spoke
(Okay, I will come in a little while myself to take him, take care of him)
Pravat ended the call and stared at the picture in his hands before sighing and putting it in his wallet and getting up to go downstairs. Sony saw him and smiled, calling him to have breakfast, but he apologized and left. He called one of his men and asked him to come to the private hospital with three guards.
He arrived there and entered the hospital leaving his guards outside, he walked alone without guards to be received by the doctor and they walked together towards Ated's room, Pravat stood far away watching the doctor as he made sure Ated was safe to allow him to leave, the doctor spoke
(I can't let you take him, he hasn't woken up yet, in addition to his injuries being very serious)
Pravat moved forward gently removing the devices connected to Ated's body, and spoke to the doctor as he took off his coat
(If he doesn't die because of his wounds, he will die for another reason, his safety comes first)
Pravat grabbed his coat and put it on Ated gently with the doctor's help then carried him and left the room, two steps in the hallway and he stopped and lowered his head staring at the boy who was frowning and holding his shirt and clenching it with his fist, Pravat's feet could no longer carry him and his feelings collapsed as he stared at Ated. This movement was for the little boy whom Pravat loved. Pravat sighed and continued walking with an angry facial expression.
His guards received him and one of them opened the car door while the others were staring around to monitor the situation, Pravat was sitting in the back seat and Ated was in his lap sleeping because Pravat knew that the younger was half awake when he left the room with him, Pravat stared at the road, then looked back at Ated who moved in pain, to carry him gently and support him to his chest so that he would not suffer.
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Ated
"I felt movement around me and someone moving something away from my body then a coat and a sweet smell, I felt someone carrying me and I was in a lot of pain so I tried to hold on to anything then sounds, damn my head hurts. I heard the sound of a car and then I couldn't feel anything around me anymore "
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