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Before they leave , Harit went to his foster parent and give his last respect to them . They were in tear but understand their son situation and wish him the best. Harit goes into his room and grab a few thing. After giving each parent a hug , he return back to the car . Soripa was waiting for him in the back seat. Once Harit closed the door, the driver start the engine and drove to the train station . Soripa thank the doctor and follow her husband to the ticket booth . The sale rep return the luggage that Harit left behind earlier , saying a young boy came with his parent and ask her to hold it till the owner come.
“…thank you . what the next train ?..� ask Harit
“…luckily , there 2 ticket left and it will leave in 20min …� said the sale rep and slide the ticket down .
They went to Puket and with the help of the goldsmith that Harit know, they were able to find a house by the beach . It was fully furnish because the previous owner was a gambler and sold it to the goldsmith out of desperation. The goldsmith returns Harit merit for saving his son life by selling the house at a good price. Soripa walk around the house to get familiar with the surrounding. There was 3 bed room, 2 bath , kitchen in the back and a porch in front . Perfect view of the ocean . She goes into the master room and lay the baby down on the mattress, then pull the blanket to cover the infant . Harit quietly came from behind her and wrap his arm around her waist . She gasps!
“…you scar me ! …�
“…sorry … finally…alone …� he kiss her ear and slid his mouth downward to the crook of her neck .
“…the old Harit was never this mischievous…�
“…that was at Artkapon but here……. is our love nest ..�
Soripa break loose from him and giggle “…that is so cheesy ! where you learn that from ?..�
“…verse from a poem ...�
“…say you love me is all I want to hear ..�
“…I love you, I love you , I love you ..�
“…ok ok ..ok , that enough …� she laugh and added “ …where did u get the money to pay for this house …�
“…my 10years saving…� Harit said shyly added “…my foster mom always told me to save money for a wife in the future …�
“…mommy boy …�
“…i was a good kid , school and work ..�
“..school? How far is your education ?
“..my foster parent been so kind and support me through school , I study law �
“…you always say your education is limited ….You surprise me ..�
“…it a secret . a servant wasn’t allow to leave their work but my foster parent care about my future and send me to after hours classes … do you like it here ?�
“… I love it. The ocean is so beautiful…�
“...im sorry …�
“…why ? you have done nothing wrong ..�
“…our life a head going be tough …bear with me ..ok? ...�
“…. And I’ll stay home and cook …�
“…can you cook ?…�
“…I’ll learn …�
“…Miss. Soripa ---
“…stop calling me that ! ..�
“ ..yes sweet wife ..�
“ not that either !!..� she frown and Harit laugh in amuse .
For the next couple days Harit took his wife to a nearby clinic to check up on her health . He was worry but was relief when the doctor said she is recovering and give medicine for her to take daily. He didn’t let her do any work around the house until her strength return . He cook , clean and watch the baby – except when breast feeding , he turn the baby over to his mommy. They all slept in the same room on the same bed with the baby in the middle. He was giving her time to heal but in the future , the baby will have his own crib !
With the help of his friend the goldsmith, Harit manage to get hire as a officer down at the court house and after months of working the chief was so impress with Harit ability to settle the islander problem and offer him a job in the main office. Harit refuse the generous opportunity and ask to keep his position. His goal is to help people and he enjoy working with the local.
During his spare time, Harit would teach his wife to cook. She burn all the egg in the house and break all the dishes in the cabinet by the time the lesson end . Harit didn’t complain or lecture her clumsiness but instead demonstrate how to wash the plates and flip egg. He wrote down difference ingredient and step by step for her to cook dishes. It take her 2 week to learn how to cook rice . Harit laugh seeing his wife with black coal all over her face and bring the baby out to the kitchen to see mommy cover with black foundation. Soripa was embarrass and warn Harit to stop teasing !! All the sudden the baby start giggling and Soripa pouted her lip at the 8months old child . Both parent laugh and shower several kisses on the baby. Life can't get any better , thought Harit as he watch his wife smiling at their child
"..Soripa , lets the baby sleep on the crib tonight .."
"..why ? He bother you ? He sleep so peacefully and soundly ..."
"..no... i mean . We haven't' ...you know ...since we move down here ..."
".....we havent' ? what you mean , Harit ? ..."
"...well, you were sick so i give you time and now it been months ...I..I want you in my arm tonight..."
"...Harit !!! The baby might see us!..." she blush as she stare at the child and then back to Harit .
"....when he a sleep, I'll put a blanket over the crib . Unless he have laser eye , i doubt he will be disturbing us ..."
“…thank you . what the next train ?..� ask Harit
“…luckily , there 2 ticket left and it will leave in 20min …� said the sale rep and slide the ticket down .
They went to Puket and with the help of the goldsmith that Harit know, they were able to find a house by the beach . It was fully furnish because the previous owner was a gambler and sold it to the goldsmith out of desperation. The goldsmith returns Harit merit for saving his son life by selling the house at a good price. Soripa walk around the house to get familiar with the surrounding. There was 3 bed room, 2 bath , kitchen in the back and a porch in front . Perfect view of the ocean . She goes into the master room and lay the baby down on the mattress, then pull the blanket to cover the infant . Harit quietly came from behind her and wrap his arm around her waist . She gasps!
“…you scar me ! …�
“…sorry … finally…alone …� he kiss her ear and slid his mouth downward to the crook of her neck .
“…the old Harit was never this mischievous…�
“…that was at Artkapon but here……. is our love nest ..�
Soripa break loose from him and giggle “…that is so cheesy ! where you learn that from ?..�
“…verse from a poem ...�
“…say you love me is all I want to hear ..�
“…I love you, I love you , I love you ..�
“…ok ok ..ok , that enough …� she laugh and added “ …where did u get the money to pay for this house …�
“…my 10years saving…� Harit said shyly added “…my foster mom always told me to save money for a wife in the future …�
“…mommy boy …�
“…i was a good kid , school and work ..�
“..school? How far is your education ?
“..my foster parent been so kind and support me through school , I study law �
“…you always say your education is limited ….You surprise me ..�
“…it a secret . a servant wasn’t allow to leave their work but my foster parent care about my future and send me to after hours classes … do you like it here ?�
“… I love it. The ocean is so beautiful…�
“...im sorry …�
“…why ? you have done nothing wrong ..�
“…our life a head going be tough …bear with me ..ok? ...�
“…. And I’ll stay home and cook …�
“…can you cook ?…�
“…I’ll learn …�
“…Miss. Soripa ---
“…stop calling me that ! ..�
“ ..yes sweet wife ..�
“ not that either !!..� she frown and Harit laugh in amuse .
For the next couple days Harit took his wife to a nearby clinic to check up on her health . He was worry but was relief when the doctor said she is recovering and give medicine for her to take daily. He didn’t let her do any work around the house until her strength return . He cook , clean and watch the baby – except when breast feeding , he turn the baby over to his mommy. They all slept in the same room on the same bed with the baby in the middle. He was giving her time to heal but in the future , the baby will have his own crib !
With the help of his friend the goldsmith, Harit manage to get hire as a officer down at the court house and after months of working the chief was so impress with Harit ability to settle the islander problem and offer him a job in the main office. Harit refuse the generous opportunity and ask to keep his position. His goal is to help people and he enjoy working with the local.
During his spare time, Harit would teach his wife to cook. She burn all the egg in the house and break all the dishes in the cabinet by the time the lesson end . Harit didn’t complain or lecture her clumsiness but instead demonstrate how to wash the plates and flip egg. He wrote down difference ingredient and step by step for her to cook dishes. It take her 2 week to learn how to cook rice . Harit laugh seeing his wife with black coal all over her face and bring the baby out to the kitchen to see mommy cover with black foundation. Soripa was embarrass and warn Harit to stop teasing !! All the sudden the baby start giggling and Soripa pouted her lip at the 8months old child . Both parent laugh and shower several kisses on the baby. Life can't get any better , thought Harit as he watch his wife smiling at their child
"..Soripa , lets the baby sleep on the crib tonight .."
"..why ? He bother you ? He sleep so peacefully and soundly ..."
"..no... i mean . We haven't' ...you know ...since we move down here ..."
".....we havent' ? what you mean , Harit ? ..."
"...well, you were sick so i give you time and now it been months ...I..I want you in my arm tonight..."
"...Harit !!! The baby might see us!..." she blush as she stare at the child and then back to Harit .
"....when he a sleep, I'll put a blanket over the crib . Unless he have laser eye , i doubt he will be disturbing us ..."
