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The Artkapon’s estate was being decorated for the wedding. All the servants in the house were busy setting up for the big ceremony of the years. Most of the guest is either government official or wealthy family member. Salapat and his wives waited for this day to come. After the eldest daughter of Artkapon is married then he can pass the estate to his favorite daughter , Sorina and his burden is off . Those distant cousin of his probable throwing a fit right now knowing that Arkapon’s estate is given to Sorina .
There one more problem left …..producing an heir that will carry his family name . Salapat was sadden …..if only he didn’t drink and drive that night then he wouldn’t be in a accident that left him paralyze from the hip down and unable to produce a son but he still happy that his daughter make him proud . Salapat have talk to Poradee and his family. They are willing to let Poradee change his last name to Arkapon . He was very thankful because such action is rare for a man to take his wife last name and Poradee came from a well known family it a burden for him to produce a son but he willing to give it up for Arkapon . Salapat was touch and immediate agreed to let Sorina marry him.
Later that night Salapat went to his daughter room . Sorina saw her father wheeling in and rushes to his side . She kneel down and rest her head on his arm . He patted her head
“…Sorina , I know im asking to much from you . All woman want to fall in love and marry the man they want but this you never meant Poradee ….but he a good man . He willing to change his last name to Artkapon ..�
“…yes, I know. You want a grandson to carry the family name..�
“…he is prefect for you . He is at our level in sociality and he have a bright future ahead .You will be happy . Im sure of it and Artkapon’s estate is your . Take good carry of it . Ok darling..?�
“…yes, I will cherish it ..� she wipe the tear that was rolling down her cheek . Father know best and she believe he found the perfect man for her . This marriage is what her father want and she will fulfill his request with no regret . What she want doesn’t matter . To fulfill her father hope and dream is her goal in life .
The wedding day arrive as the servant busy greeting guest , serving food and drink .During the morning the bride , groom exchange ring and present dowry. Sorina put on a mask and smile through out the ceremony as guest and family give them blessing . She was sadden and thought about Harit . Wonder if he going come by and give her a blessing . She shake the thought away . How can a servant boy be allow to talk to the bride with out stirring up gossip and rumor ? No, it better he doesn’t come . This wedding must goes by smoothly as possible .
Meanwhile , Soripa told the same 3 servant to tie Harit up in the storage hut and make sure there someone there to guard him . If she see him at the wedding she punish all 3 them with 50 whip each !!! They were shaken and quickly left .Soripa return back into the house and greet the guest as people was pouring in .
The 3 servant saw Harit running toward the house and they stop his path . Harit realize Miss.Soripa have already got it plan out . The 3 servant each grab him and drag his body toward the storage hut as Harit struggle against their grip . He was thrown to the ground and tie from the leg to his hand behind his back . One man grab a chair and sit down to guard him while the other 2 servant report the capture to Miss Soripa . Many hours have pass . It was getting dark outside as he lay lifeless on the ground bondage and heart broken. Is he asking to much ? Just one last glimpse of Miss.Sorina ? Tear was flowing down his face thinking about her .He hate himself for being so low . He hate himself for having hope .He hate the sociality he living in . He hate Soripa!!!!!!!! The servant that was watching him feel bad after seeing Harit ’s tear but there nothing he can do he afraid to get whip . Order is an order .
“….after the wedding is over I’ll release you …� said the servant man .
“…it be to late then…�
“…just get over it ..
“…I wish it that easy ..�
“…I know what will help..� the servant man rise from his chair and left the hut for a long time . He return back with bottles of alcohol . He move Harit into a sitting position “…you want some ?…�
Harit shake his head “ ..I don’t know how to drink ..�
“…it will make you forget all your problem ..� the servant screw the top off the bottle ..
“…really? ..� Harit turn toward the man . He never drink anything intoxicate in his life but might as well “….let me have it then ..� Harit close his eye and open his mouth as the man pour the wine . It was running down his throat so fast that he choke on it and start coughing .
“…are you ok ? Sorry about that ..� said the servant as he rub Harit’s back .
“..I’m ok . More please …� he close his eye and take in the alcohol as the man pour it in his mouth . He hate the burning taste of it . It smell awful and it making his head shin but he want to gulp it all . He want to torture himself and he want to forget about Miss. Sorina . After about 30min Harit and the man was crazy drunk and they start laughing at each other . Harit was burning up from all those drinking and ask the man to untie him . The man was to drunk to realize he was disobeying order and untie him . Harit remove the loosen rope from his body and continue drinking the remaining bottles of wine with the man.
They were at their last bottle and Harit want more as he pour the empty bottle into his hand . The man laugh at him saying “ …I told you it will work …wait here I go get some more from the wedding ..� the man got up slowly and almost lose his balance a couple time . He make his way drunkenly out the door .
Harit sit there with his back against the wall . He was getting hot and his cloth is sticky from the alcohol spill .His took of his shirt and use it to fan himself . Why is he taking so long ? It been about an hour. He was about to fall a sleep when he heard a shouting voice coming from the door
“….Harit !! Why aren’t you tie up? !! Damn orphan…� said Soripa. Just as she thought!! Those stupid servant was slacking off the job again . She want to make sure Harit was tie up and guarded . That why she left the wedding reception just to check on him.
There one more problem left …..producing an heir that will carry his family name . Salapat was sadden …..if only he didn’t drink and drive that night then he wouldn’t be in a accident that left him paralyze from the hip down and unable to produce a son but he still happy that his daughter make him proud . Salapat have talk to Poradee and his family. They are willing to let Poradee change his last name to Arkapon . He was very thankful because such action is rare for a man to take his wife last name and Poradee came from a well known family it a burden for him to produce a son but he willing to give it up for Arkapon . Salapat was touch and immediate agreed to let Sorina marry him.
Later that night Salapat went to his daughter room . Sorina saw her father wheeling in and rushes to his side . She kneel down and rest her head on his arm . He patted her head
“…Sorina , I know im asking to much from you . All woman want to fall in love and marry the man they want but this you never meant Poradee ….but he a good man . He willing to change his last name to Artkapon ..�
“…yes, I know. You want a grandson to carry the family name..�
“…he is prefect for you . He is at our level in sociality and he have a bright future ahead .You will be happy . Im sure of it and Artkapon’s estate is your . Take good carry of it . Ok darling..?�
“…yes, I will cherish it ..� she wipe the tear that was rolling down her cheek . Father know best and she believe he found the perfect man for her . This marriage is what her father want and she will fulfill his request with no regret . What she want doesn’t matter . To fulfill her father hope and dream is her goal in life .
The wedding day arrive as the servant busy greeting guest , serving food and drink .During the morning the bride , groom exchange ring and present dowry. Sorina put on a mask and smile through out the ceremony as guest and family give them blessing . She was sadden and thought about Harit . Wonder if he going come by and give her a blessing . She shake the thought away . How can a servant boy be allow to talk to the bride with out stirring up gossip and rumor ? No, it better he doesn’t come . This wedding must goes by smoothly as possible .
Meanwhile , Soripa told the same 3 servant to tie Harit up in the storage hut and make sure there someone there to guard him . If she see him at the wedding she punish all 3 them with 50 whip each !!! They were shaken and quickly left .Soripa return back into the house and greet the guest as people was pouring in .
The 3 servant saw Harit running toward the house and they stop his path . Harit realize Miss.Soripa have already got it plan out . The 3 servant each grab him and drag his body toward the storage hut as Harit struggle against their grip . He was thrown to the ground and tie from the leg to his hand behind his back . One man grab a chair and sit down to guard him while the other 2 servant report the capture to Miss Soripa . Many hours have pass . It was getting dark outside as he lay lifeless on the ground bondage and heart broken. Is he asking to much ? Just one last glimpse of Miss.Sorina ? Tear was flowing down his face thinking about her .He hate himself for being so low . He hate himself for having hope .He hate the sociality he living in . He hate Soripa!!!!!!!! The servant that was watching him feel bad after seeing Harit ’s tear but there nothing he can do he afraid to get whip . Order is an order .
“….after the wedding is over I’ll release you …� said the servant man .
“…it be to late then…�
“…just get over it ..
“…I wish it that easy ..�
“…I know what will help..� the servant man rise from his chair and left the hut for a long time . He return back with bottles of alcohol . He move Harit into a sitting position “…you want some ?…�
Harit shake his head “ ..I don’t know how to drink ..�
“…it will make you forget all your problem ..� the servant screw the top off the bottle ..
“…really? ..� Harit turn toward the man . He never drink anything intoxicate in his life but might as well “….let me have it then ..� Harit close his eye and open his mouth as the man pour the wine . It was running down his throat so fast that he choke on it and start coughing .
“…are you ok ? Sorry about that ..� said the servant as he rub Harit’s back .
“..I’m ok . More please …� he close his eye and take in the alcohol as the man pour it in his mouth . He hate the burning taste of it . It smell awful and it making his head shin but he want to gulp it all . He want to torture himself and he want to forget about Miss. Sorina . After about 30min Harit and the man was crazy drunk and they start laughing at each other . Harit was burning up from all those drinking and ask the man to untie him . The man was to drunk to realize he was disobeying order and untie him . Harit remove the loosen rope from his body and continue drinking the remaining bottles of wine with the man.
They were at their last bottle and Harit want more as he pour the empty bottle into his hand . The man laugh at him saying “ …I told you it will work …wait here I go get some more from the wedding ..� the man got up slowly and almost lose his balance a couple time . He make his way drunkenly out the door .
Harit sit there with his back against the wall . He was getting hot and his cloth is sticky from the alcohol spill .His took of his shirt and use it to fan himself . Why is he taking so long ? It been about an hour. He was about to fall a sleep when he heard a shouting voice coming from the door
“….Harit !! Why aren’t you tie up? !! Damn orphan…� said Soripa. Just as she thought!! Those stupid servant was slacking off the job again . She want to make sure Harit was tie up and guarded . That why she left the wedding reception just to check on him.
