{Hear my humble plea,

You're the dazzling moonlight

to these maidens...

Don't laugh, my dear ...

My heart skips a beat

when you laugh... }

Kong's POV:

"I've engaged the priest and videographer." Dad said to Uncle Klauy.

"They'll be here on time." he added

" Okay." uncle said.

Preparations are being donee for My cousin's marraige. Two beautiful brides. One is my cousin and the other is my .........

Aaarghhhhhh i don't wanna remember that now or ever.

"You're not seen now a days, uncle." i said pouting.

"I'm quite busy with marriage arrangements." he replied.

"Why are you telling as if you're managing it alone?" dad asked him in accusing tone.

"Aren't we helping you?" i said a bit sadly.

"Are you helping me? He's doing for Krian, other bride's father." uncle said.

"Let it be anyone, am I doing or not?" My dad sangham retorted.

" Whatever Okay, bye." uncle said

"Uncle, coffee?" i interrupted hoping to spend some quality time with my fav uncle.

"Don't tempt me, I'll come for it evening." with that he was on his way to work.

"Okay bye." i mumbled.

Inside Kong's house

No one's POV:

One cute Little boy is playing with a ball.

(kong's brother 'Tanit' alias 'Tan')

"One...two..."

Suddenly an old man enters house. and boy suddenly seems like he's studying from a long time.

"Oh my God! In the third world war... Obama too fought in that..." and the old man smacked the boy's head and said. "Third world war hasn't yet happened."

"Is it father?" he asks acting innocent.

"Don't overact, read properly." Sangham warns his youngest son Tanit.

" Okay father".

Kong's POV:

He witnesses convo between his dad and bro. Tanit was born when iam 9 years old . He is bundle of happiness back then bt now he's book of naughtiness.

My chiildhood used to be best times bt there two incidents i hated the most. I lost my mom when tanit was jst a 2 year old. Ans second was when our closest relatives moved to Bangkok.

That's when i lost P'.......

Suddenly our home phone starts ringing breaking me from my reverie.

"When I hear your voice early morning, its gives me a great kick, if I don't talk to you at least once, I'm on fire from inside..."

my dad asks me who called and i handed him the phone .

He listens to that guy's voice with visible disgust on his usually soft features and makes a gagging motion .

Tan is laghing his ass off. I stood there waiting for dad's reaction.He puts phone on speaker.

"Differently... Don't you want to know?" voice comes through phone.

"What's there to know? Due to over cholesterol, your heart valves may have got blocked. Consult a doctor, you fool!" after saying that he hung up phone.

Mysterious Person's POV:

I can't live mylife without Dr. Kong. It's been what , like around 1 year i'm trying to make him mine. I'm known for my criminal record.

ONE YEAR BEFORE

Our gang just finished stealing drugs filled truck of our opponents and came to our den in woods.

Unfortunately we're under attack and i'm not fully prepared for that. And got hurt. I went to nearby hospital and shot securitygaurd because he wasn't allowing me in.

By Then almost every doctor in hospital is cowering in fear, walking away from me. I'm loosing my consciousness slowly.

Out of blue a hand held me close before my fall.

Then i saw most breathtaking sight in front of me.

He's shouting something but i can't listen , looking at him a smile creeped on to my face.

Later after recovery i collected my information about him.

Doctor.

Loves Farming.

Classical Dancer.

Pet lover.

Caregiver.

Has loving family.

Hate violence.

Vegetarian.

Hates Pub culture.

OHMYFUCKINGKING. He's so awesomely perfect. I Love Him. I Want Him.

End of flashback.

My gang is asking what's his reply for my call. Im their leader i can't say that iam failing in Love.

"He says he'll die for me!" i lied.

It's a lie .Now. But not for long.

Kong's POV:

"How long do we've to bear this trouble?" dad asks me.

"Till I'm married." i said happily.

"That's what I'm asking, when will you marry?" dad continues.

Okay. Now iam confused. I look at Tan. He gives me half devilish smirk.

"Father has got you a proposal,..." he says and got interupted by dad.

"you know him." dad says.

I Know Him? WHAT HIM? Im marrying a man?

They can't decide my life.

Arthit's POV:

"What if I know?" i yell at dad.

They planning to arrange my marriage .It's frustrating. I don't want a random person to share my life. They simply can't shove some random person in my life.

"Shouldn't I like her?" i asked.

"Who said anything about them being she or he?" Nam mumbles.

"Huh?" ....What's going on here.....

"Not just like, you'll be as happy as here after marriage in that home too." my m0m said.

"How can you decide with whom I'll be happy?" i say annoyed

"We haven't decided anything. I'm telling you what we had discussed, that's all." my dad replied.

"What have you discussed, dad? My son is earning Australian dollars, after marriage he'll take your daughter to Australia, that's all isn't it?" i shout at him.

"Australia? Not only Australia, they're not ready to settle in any other country." my sis adds.

"We thought about this proposal after you said about settling in Thailand." My dad said.

"Who is the girl, father?"i ask.

"Uh mmmmh,m Or boy" i added after a moment.

Nam laughs. Her face is radiant. Suddenly she stops. She looks at me, her eyes well up with tears. She runs upstairs.

She always like that whenever my past comes up. The past i couldn't remember. Something that happened before we moved to Bangkok.

In fact i don't remember much about my childhood.

Park.

A Swing.

Rain.

Sand castle.

Old attic.

A small boy with long fingers.

Nasty bloody fist connected to some guy's face.

That's all. Every time i try to recall it hurts . Head / Heart . But whatever if it's important i would've never forget. It must be useless.

Kong's POV:

"That boy?" i felt like blood drained from my face. After nodding dad left me alone and went out.

N'Oon your childhood friend. It hurts. Till today. Friend. That's what we used to be.

I bent over my bed and brought an old worn out box.

Opening it i let lid fall off my hands. There is one Knitted blue scarf. My mom made for me.

Then few pictures.

(Me and P'Namtarn :D)

(P'Nam & P'Oon :) )

(Me and P'Oon :( )

Under them lays a wooden brick. On which there are letters carved " K'oon'G ".

I touched it slightly. And my vision blurred.

Is that all we're now?

Friends...?

Arthit's POV:

"KongPob , your childhood friend." That name rings a bell.

i slowly turned around and walking upstairs to my room.

There's a word i dislike the most, but 'Kong' is a word that beats 'childhood'.

Even though the name and being my former friend like dad said made me feel good , the vibrations thru are making my insides churn.

"Kong.. Kong.. K..o..n..g " i repeated the name after entering my room

But it left me with a bitter taste in my mouth.

I go to balcony and look around . There is unsettled feel inside me.

' Is he really a friend?' my brain asks me.

If not friend what could he be , to make me feel this intense.

"Foe..?"