32. It's Arm

Arm's POV:

Khun locked everyone inside his Play Room. Everyone was making faces at him, but he didn't seems to notice.... or care.

As for me I don't mind his childish act, as long as he let me do my job properly.

I don't know how did I end up being his home tutor.

I pushed my glasses a little up before looking at everyone.

All family members were sitting on L-shaped long couch.

On one end of the couch, Khun Kinn and Porsche were sitting while on the other end Khun Kim and Porchay.

Khun as always sat in the middle making a bored face at me. I know he's cursing me severely inside..

Well I don't like to be in this position too but I don't really have any other options... Only if Pol was a little more smart.....!

Sigh~~

I unlocked my tablet to open the folder named History.

"What are you going to teach us!?" Khun asked pressing on the last word, looking excited for some reason.

"Renaissance age..." I said.

"Ahaa..." Khun shouted as soon as he hear that "Arm you don't need to teach that topic... I known it already.. everyone let's leave this place.." He stood up and start spinning on his feet.

"..." I just stood still, looking at Khun who was lying shamelessly.

"Oh come on don't look at me like that I really know Renaissance.. I took a lecture on that in class." He yelled loudly, reading my face like always.

How did he even do that!?

"You don't believe me? Fine I'll show you my notebook.. I note down the whole lecture." He said while walking towards the door.

He thinks I'm stupid! He was freaking lying with full confidence but I know him better.

He's trying to run away....

Sigh~~

I looked at Pol who know what to do..

"Hey Pol let me go... What are you doing?" Khun shouted in his ear piercing voice as Pol caught him near the door then lift him up and drop him near the couch.

Khun looked left and right, and received four mocking smirks from two set of brothers.

I too wanted to laugh at his foolishness.

"Khun if you already know Renaissance age - as you asserted - then let's study something else." I said flatly staring down at him.

He first gave me like a dozen looks then stood up to come near me.

I turn my neck to look at him, he placed his hands on his waist and peek at my tablet.

"..." What does he want now?

"Okay show me what you got." He said calmly.

I blinked a few time trying to understand this new situation.

After all he's not someone who just listen without doing anything silly or troublesome.

"I'm not planning to do anything silly or troublesome.. just show me already before I changed my mind." He said in his normal voice.

I was.... shocked inside but didn't show it on my face.

I cleared my throat and open the folder named Literature. In that folder many other folders appear such as History, Drama, Poetry, Novel....

"History is already done so let's just delete this folder..." Khun said and spread out his finger to delete it.

"NO!!" I heard my voice coming out too loud everyone in the room looked stunned for a second. Even Khun placed his hand on his chest, looking at me astonished.

"Khun let's not delete or burn anything before exams, okay?" I said politely otherwise he wouldn't listen to me.

He make a pouty face then just rolled his eyes.

I calm my inner self down and clicked on the folder named Drama. He leaned forward to look at..

"We already done studying Hamlet and I know the other one, I took a lecture on it." He stated seriously for once.

I just kept looking at him in awe.

Who is he and what did he done to our crazy Khun!?

"What you don't believe me! I know everything about Othello but I didn't note down that lecture." He made a bored face.

I blinked and looked at my tablet again.

"Then we only have two subjects in option - Poetry and Novel. What do you want to study first?"

"I don't want to study anything stupid like poetry. Totally waste of my precious time..." Khun said loudly.

"Huh! Poetry is all about bunch of useless words.. put together to make a sentence that didn't makes any sense.." He yelled at me for no good reason.

Well he has his own definition of Poetry!

I just took a deeper breath and finally open the folder named Novel.

He leaned on my shoulder to see more clearly...

He kept skipping the novels one after one - just looking at their cover pages.

Don't tell me he's gonna choose it by the cover he'll like...

Sigh~~

Suddenly his finger stopped on the screen, he looked at my face, his eyes showing a sparkle I don't really like...

I looked at the screen and sigh hard at the novel he finally choose.

A Farewell to Arms

By Ernest Hemingway.

He run to his seat and brought me the mic. I just looked at his face. Is he for real?

I took a deep breath and held the mic near my mouth.

As soon as I read the title out loud I looked up. Both Khun Kinn and Khun Kim were smiling at me teasingly showing their perfect teeth. Khun Kinn just shook his head a little and continue typing something on his laptop.

I started reading about the Main storyline... Well I'm not gonna read the whole thing!!

Khun started yawning, well that's normal so I looked at others..

It's not even freaking five minutes and Porsche already fell asleep on Khun Kinn's shoulder, who was busy doing work.

Khun Kim was playing with his cellphone ignoring everything around him while Porchay looked at me like I'm same as the teacher whose lectures are boring as hell.

Even my fellow guards look at me like I'm the most boring human being in this whole wide world.

Sigh~~~

Now I felt insulted!

I put down the tablet and mic on the table.

Everyone looked at me blankly, slightly puzzled.

I ignored them and took off my jacket. Fold it in half and placed it on the table too.

I unbuttoned my cuffs and folded them up. Then I undone my collar button to relaxed myself a little.

"Are you going to do a strip show to cheer up every one?" Khun asked suddenly. Making my eyes widened and neck flushed.

Porchay giggled and Khun Kim looked first at him then at me. He lifted his eyebrows at me.

I ignored all the eyes fixed on me, and I admit I was blushing.... inside.

I walked forward and open the file folder that I've borrowed from a certain someone in college.

I look inside to find what I need.

Aha! I found it.

I took out a set of papers staple together.

Khun leaned forward to see just out of curiosity.

I held the mic...again and start reading from the notes.

As Khun saw what I'm doing he make a face and leaned back again.

I begans to tell the story... again.

But this time something changes as I continued reading I noticed everyone actually listened.

Even I like the way story goes... It was well written, a perfect summary for a novel. I didn't notice myself that I was smiling...

Khun Kinn lowered down his laptop screen and start listening with interest, even Porsche opened his eyes.

Porchay looked at me like I was telling him some kind of bed time story. And I know Khun Kim was listening too because his fingers stopped scrolling his cellphone's screen and the screen went black.

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Knock! knock!

I stopped and turned to look at the door.

"Who the hell come! Wait I'll check!" Khun half ran half walk towards the door, I just rolled my eyes while Pol caught him.... again.

Khun was returned to where he was before, Porsche kicked his back lightly for no reason while his brothers laughed at him.

He smiled shyly as his escape plan failed for the second time in just last half an hour.

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Pol opened the door and Big appeared. He looked around furrowing his eyebrows.

He bowed to Khun Kinn and gave him some files.

"Hey Big what are you doing here?" Khun asked but even before Big can answer he continued "..well now that you've come, sit with us. Arm is telling us a story." Khun said excitedly.

"Khun I have work to do." Big tried to excuse himself.

"Pol! Lock the door! No one can leave until our Arm get satisfied!" Khun shouted too high near Porsche's ear and almost get kicked.

Big just looked at everyone giving his signature irritated look.

"Big tomorrow is your off. Just sit with us." Khun Kinn said in his deep commanding voice, but still moved away giving space for Big to sit.

Big sat down making an annoyed face. Khun Kinn smiled a little and looked at me as if telling me to continue.

I started from the beginning so that our new comer can enjoy too.

But as Big heard the title he looked at me amused, I just rolled my eyes a little.

What is wrong with everyone!

Sigh~~

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[A Farewell to Arms is the story of an Italian soldier Frederick who got injured during World War I in Italy.

Then he met a nurse in hospital, Catherine. Frederic Henry falls in love with Catherine Barkley as she tends to his wounds.

Then Frederic is called back to the front where a messed up retreat causes Frederic to have to desert. Then a moment came when Frederic Henry realizes he no longer wants to fight in the war.

So he bid "farewell" to the Italian army. And says hello to the lover's arms of Catherine. He ran away with her to Switzerland.

Everything was going smoothly like an average love story where a hardened, dutiful man meets a pretty blonde and they fall in love despite the odds and live happily ever after... until the ending, after which the words 'happily' and 'live' no longer apply..

The novel ends tragically when Catherine died in hospital. And Frederick left her there and walked away in the rain.

In this way Frederick had to bid another "farewell" but this time to his lover's arms.]

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I stopped reading and looked up at everyone...

All of them looked at me in awe. Khun and Porchay started crying while hugging each other.

Everyone was silent as if mourning at the tragic end of the story.

Some of the guards look down making sad faces. I recognized four of them were ex-soldiers.

Sigh~~

I cleared my throat and continue reading...

"Love and War are the main themes of this novel. Arms servers as double meaning in the plot. Frederick bid "farewell" two times but to different arms. First to 'arms' as weapon, second to his beloved 'arms'."

I stopped as I read the special note of her...

Everyone was waiting for me to continue, so I cleared my throat and read.

"Moral of the story : one should recognize the brevity of life and take advantage of life's joys while it is still possible."

Almost everyone nodded their heads as if agreeing with what I just read.

I saw the name of Amy as she writes her thoughts about the novel. I decided not to say her name out loud in front of everyone and continued reading casually.

"Dealing with death or the impending death of a loved one is a painful, universally relatable experience. Whether the end comes suddenly or slowly, it will be equally heartbreaking."

I took a deep breath as I lowered my arms holding the mic and notes.

I didn't know what to do now..

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"Love leads to pain...."

Everyone turned to look as the new voice echo in silent room.

Big was staring at the papers in my hand. I looked too and saw four words written behind the blank side.

I tilted my head a little. Well I can't comment carelessly about what Amy wrote there.. so I just put the papers back in folder file carefully.

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AMY's POV:

Sigh~~~

Who in the hell said Sunday is a Funday! When all you had to do is work, work, work...

All the pending works of the week had to be done on sunday.

I did the house cleaning, and my small house turned into a freaking giant mansion when I had to do this... It took me as long as hell three freaking hours to finish everything.

Then I did the laundry.. maybe I should stop changing clothes every other day. It's not like I left the house unless necessary.

And I mostly live alone. I had a roommate but she only spent here like a week in the whole damn month.

Well she's a flight attendant so she was usually out of the frame. I cleaned her room too by the way.

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Now that everything seems likeable and perfect, I realized I had to do some grocery and stationary shopping.

Sigh~~~

I need another sunday in the damn week!!!

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I wore blue jeans with black extra large T-shirt and above that I wore my Black favorite hoodie, just to cover myself up. I washed all of my scarfs earlier so for now hoodie is the only option, I hide all of my hairs inside and zipped up.

I took my shopping bag, cellphone, wallet and keys before leaving the house.

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First I bought the stationary stuff because I have a lot of study to do... yesterday I wasted the whole day resting and doing nothing because of my arm... and hand.

Now I'm feeling better and the marks on my arm fainted a lot but the bruise on the wrist turned into greenish yellow, looked ugly as hell.

Sigh~~~

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As I walked out of the grocery store I felt as if someone was watching me. I looked around casually, but didn't find anyone suspicious.

Well I don't need to meet whoever that is... for now let's just run back to home as soon as possible.

I held the strip of bag tightly and took out the cellphone from my pocket.

I typed the message with one hand and sent it to my roommate, just like last time.

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I was half running on the sidewalk when I felt like someone was following me.

I was near my house when something hit me and I turned to walk other way.

I can't let him follow to my damn house!

As soon as I turned... I didn't even wait for a second and freaking run for my damn life.

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A few minutes later...

Somewhere in my neighborhood..

I stopped and bow down to catch up my breath. As I was trying to calm down I saw a skateboard in front of me..

Someone come and stopped right in front of me. And my soul almost left my body.

"Excuse me Miss, you've dropped your keys.." I heard a raspy voice.

I looked up at once and amazed by what I saw.

I blinked once... twice... But the scene didn't change.

A young man was standing holding up his skateboard to his side. He was wearing white shirt and sneakers, and his hat and pants are matching camel brown color.

What a style!

I didn't get to see his face as he was wearing a mask.

But two strand of hairs were coming all the way down to his jaw line. As he turned his head a little I saw shoulder length ponytail.

I wonder what he looked like with his hair left open...

Bloody hell!

Why am I wondering anything because of a stranger!?

He held out my keys to me and for some reason I thought he was taken aback by looking at... me?

He kept staring at me, making me self conscious.

What.. is there something on my face!?

I rubbed my face with the back of the hand that was holding the cellphone.

He seems to looked at my cellphone screen as he's eyes stared back at me.

Yeah I dialed 911 but didn't call, like last time.

I just looked back at him waiting for a comment or anything but nothing came..

I brushed away some of my hair from my face and his eyes widened a little..

He looked at my wrist than to my face again. I pulled my sleeves all the way down to hide the ugly bruise.

Why do I get an uneasy feeling?

I looked down at his hand and took my keys.

For a second we stand still...

"Thank you!" I said finally and turned around to leave.

He just stood there...

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Author's POV:

In Kinn's office late at night...

"Did you do as I asked?" Kinn asked in his deep commanding voice.

"Yes Khun Kinn! I'm working on it." Big replied shortly.

"Good! Make sure no one knows about this..."

"Yes Khun Kinn!" Big bow down and turn to leave.

"And Big!" He stopped "Enjoy your day off!" Kinn said lightly.

"Yes Khun Kinn!" Big bowed a little, hiding his smile and left.

Kinn was sitting alone, and was spinning his family ring while thinking about something.

"Amy..." He sighed looking at the pictures he got.

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