Salapat was disappointed in Poradee . Liar ! He should of known from the start . The young man has a bright future ahead and a burden toward his own family just as Salapat with his but the problem still remain. Salapat can’t sign over Artkapon to Sorina like he intend to because her future child will bear no name of Artkapon . Just thinking about it make him more angry at Poradee but there no use crying over spill milk. Then this burden will be on Soripa , the youngest daughter of Artkapon . Salapat was happy again thinking about his second daughter. Yes. Soripa will not let him down and this time he will not make the same mistake twice on picking the right son in law.
“ …sir !! sir!! …we need at the storage hut quickly !! ..� shouted the servant who come barging in the room .
Salapat turn his wheel around to see the servant panting on the floor “ …what wrong ? ..�
“…it Miss. Soripa !!..� the servant was afraid to finish the sentence .
“…take me there this instant!! my daughter!..� he heart sink not knowing what happen but the unknown itself is more frighten than anything . The servant obey and push the wheel chair out the room …
Once Salapat reach the storage hut he felt his heart just stop as the scene became clear in his eye . The horror seeing his daughter in the corner with torn clothes gripping to her chest and the shirtless Harit kneeing down 4ft away from her. The servant push his wheel chair in side. Salapat saw the bottle of wine scatter on the ground and it all came to an conclusion …this lowly dog rape his daughter! He ball his fist and gritted his teeth . There was nothing to describe the pain that pumping in his heart to witness this happen to his precious little daughter. It was like a rope tie around his neck as he speak to his daughter
“….Soripa , darling ..� his arm open wanting her to come closer so he can embrace his baby . Tear was dangling from his eye as he watch his daughter tremble in sorrow. Soripa turn her head to look up into her father face . Shame washes over her. She know how much Arkrapon ‘s reputation mean to him and for her to be disgrace under the hand of this servant boy like this is probable killing him at each passing moment . Soripa continue to cry softly and lower her head
Salapat turn toward Harit and was shaken with flame . He command the servant to punch the living day light out of him . The servant man nodded his head and grab Harit off the ground . The man pushes Harit against the wall and pound his body with harden fist . Harit was bruise all over and coughing blood as he take each blow. He didn’t’ fight back or struggle away from each hit . He took it in as a punishment …
i would type longer but i have to go to my work place for 2 hrs
i'll type some more tonight