"Oh, fuck, I'm tired. I'm tired."

I ran to the front of the Engineering building with my tongue hanging out like a dog panting in the heat. One hand was on the stomach because of suffering runner's stomach. The other hand supported the knee. I have already told you, right? My Faculty is very far away from the others, so much so that it is called the concubine's children Faculty. But what about concubine? Concubine has a heart too. Father doesn't love us. Father isn't fair. I wiped away the sweat while looking for Phum's coordinate. He didn't tell me which part of the world map he was in. He just told me to walk to the back of the small building at the end. If you give directions like this when you are in a taxi, you'll definitely get punched in the mouth. Then how could I find you, motherfucker?

My weak legs carried my limp body to the deepest corner of one of many buildings in the great engineering empire. A great group, as if he were the son of the legal wife, so he stayed in Wang Na. Stand out and be majestic. The pride of the university. It's like I just vowed to never set foot here again. But just three days had passed... Well, if it's raining now, I'll be struck by lightning for sure. Breaking my vow in three days. So shameful!

[T/N: yeah, it's just 3 days. No parade car, no incense sticks, no candles, no flowers. Peem, it's such a shame!]
*Wangna - Front Palace (Bangkok) was the residence of the uparaja and usually translated as "vice king", during the early-to-mid Rattanakosin Kingdom. The palace was built at the same time as the Grand Palace in 1782. It was located at the northern end of the inner fortified city, directly in front of the Grand Palace, where the king lived.

But that is not the point. The point is that the Arts and Engineering buildings are two worlds apart, and to think that I got here in ten minutes. Wow, tomorrow I will apply for the national marathon team. The path to an Olympic gold medal is not far away, Peem.

"How long will you stand there making a foolish face?"

"I don't make it. It's alway like that."

[T/n: = My face always look stupid 🙃]

Huh? Whom was I talking to? I turned around at the sound of the voice. Phum stood pretentiously and coolly leaning against a pole. Damn it, I was startled. Besides the fact that he was just playing (Kuman Thong), I thought he must have been secretly practicing his inner strength to become invisible. Just now, I hadn't seen any dogs around here. But now I had one. I meant he is the dog, not me. Haha, I'm so funny. So funny that I didn't even look at the situation again.

"Are you out of your mind? Why are you smiling foolishly alone?"

I stared at that foul-mouthed person. Did I accidentally express my pleasure in cursing him on my face? I bet he must be very angry. But I was very angry as well. If suddenly there is someone you don't know who gives orders and takes control of your life, would you not be angry?

I pretended to be indifferent to this handsome-faced but mean-spirited man and looked around carefully to make sure that Tan wasn't around. Well, Tan and Phum are friends, which means they must be in the same gang. The same gang must go everywhere together. If I am unlucky again, bastard Tan suddenly show up to boo me. I had tried to lie to him until I was successful. Well, it's pretty much over.

"What's wrong, aside from not being fully conscious, do you have paranoia?"

I pulled a face at the person who asked. I wanted to scold him back and ask because of who I had this behavior.

"Where is Tan?" I asked bluntly.

"Study." but there was a person who answered more curtly.

"Then why aren't you studying?"

Even though my mouth asked, my eyes didn't look at Phum's face. Just have to stand and have a nice conversation with people who are staring like they want to beat my head. I think I'm very good at it. It's like another form of suffering that I have to deal with to complete a two month course to receive my Dhamma level 3 certificate. Even though deep in my heart, if I could, I would like to jump up and hit his head a hundred times with all my might.

"And you?"

Oh my Gosh!!! Phum was asking about me. He asked what was going on in my life. Oh my gosh!!! Even though it was just a short question that could be called a question.

"I, uh, at first, well, I was studying. I was concentrating on studying, but suddenly a tick from somewhere called me. So I had to drop out of class."

It's something very brave. Plus I teased by pretending to cry and making a sad face. I wanted to ask myself where I went to eat bear gallbladder that made me so bold and daredevil to provoke Phum like that.

*Original idiom กินดีหมีหัวใจเสือ (lit) eat bear gallbladder and tiger heart, (fiv) to pluck up some courage.

Honestly, I was secretly afraid of him a little. But I was brave to that extent because I think that this place is the university. He definitely didn't dare to do anything to me. Hehe. Last time I had that same thought, I still wasn't afraid of him.

Phum gave me a harsh stare and used his foot to crush the cigarette that he had just dropped on the floor, then walked away. He walked towards three or four male students who were sitting together smoking cigarettes. I didn't know what he said. The group of people hurriedly gathered their things and left, leaving him to occupy that table instead.

Phum leaned back against the table, elbows on both sides of his back, sitting with legs crossed in a comfortable posture, and ended by wagging two fingers to call me. Damn thug! And the fact that I thought that he didn't dare do anything to me was a very wrong idea. It was true that he did not use force to harm my body. But he used slave labor. Right now Khun Chai Phum was sitting here wagging his feet in a good mood, enjoying his fifth box of Puriku Pomegranate. And those five boxes, I was the one who bought them one by one. It was very annoying. The shop selling water isn't close by. It's all the way in front of the Faculty.

It was clearly a prank. At first he said he was thirsty so he ordered me to buy it. And could I refuse? Servant, servant, servant! Remember that, Peem! Remember that! If I couldn't disobey him, I had to bow my head and accept my fate and secretly curse him all the way. If anyone has chili or salt, please donate them to me. I'm going to burn them and curse him right in the middle of the Gear Yard.

*Burning Salt and Dry Chilli to Curse Someone is a very old belief among Thai people.
** The Faculty of Engineering has a yard called the Gear Yard

The first time, I bought water because he didn't specify what kind of water he wanted. Maybe I could secretly bring the water that I used to wash my feet. So I chose water first, the most standard. But that damn bastard, Khun Chai Phum, said he didn't like it, he didn't drink water in a round bottle. Don't drink because - the bottle – is - round - you bastard. You've gone too far! I was so angry that I thought that if I cut my blood out right now, the words "Fuck you" would come out as well. I'm so angry that I want to grab a bottle and put it in his nostril. The first round passed, the second round, and the third round slowly passed. I went back and bought a new one. This time, he said he could take anything that wasn't in a round bottle. I didn't know the reason for this bullshit or is it a symptom of phobia? Like people are afraid of holes. But I didn't think it's likely. Looking at the action. He was probably more afraid of me living too long.

This time I got Oishi. Okay, the bottle isn't round because I chose a square paper box with the flavor of real green tea Honey Lemon flavor (How's that? American accent) to offer to Phum. Actually, I should probably buy some incense sticks to burn as well so he could drink it easier. But when I handed him that box of green tea, he looked at my face alternating with the box in his hand.

"The woman on the box has such a face that annoys me, I can't resist."

WTF!!!!

[T/N: Next time , give him a box with your face on it]

His words made my jaw drop. I was so angry that I nearly fainted. I closed my eyes to suppress the fire of anger that was erupting in my chest, trying to control my little consciousness that was left, and telling myself not to open the box of soft drink and pour it on Phum's head. I slammed the Oishi box that had a graphic of a sexy woman on the side of it onto the table. I secretly saw Phum smile evilly at the corner of his mouth, and I could only chant in my mind 'yúp nŏr, pong nŏr, kon hia nŏr' (breath in, breath out, bastard)

[T/N: Wow, what type of meditation is that? Is it a chant used in meditation???]

People who are born rich can choose everything as their preference. It's really good. I walk around in the scorching hot sun at noon with heavy steps. My body was dehydrated. I was so thirsty that my throat was hoarse and dry. But Phum didn't think he'd be generous enough to share a drop of water with me. This world is not fairrrrrrr. Let's move on to round three. I bought everything that was in square boxes: Amino B-ing, Sappe, Puriku, Red Bull. If he doesn't drink, I will. In the end, Phum agreed to drink the Puriku. He said that the name sounded cute and suitable for his face. Well, it really suits your face. Vomit 🤮.

Now I wasn't walking around letting the sun rub my skin any more, but I was massaging!!! Yeah You didn't hear wrong. I was massaging Phum's shoulders. Ever since I made a mistake in my life and met him, I had gained many skills without me knowing. After graduating, I wouldn't have to worry about being unemployed. Sure I would have one more way to earn a living, not just being a painter, opening a Wat Pho massage shop will be fine.

*Wat Pho massage is a traditional Thai massage technique.

I'm so angry I've gone crazy.

How irritating! Having to avoid the curious eyes of people passing by. Having to worry that Tan would see me here. Even though Phum said that Tan and his friends went to a class, I couldn't be sure about anything. My horoscope was even more unlike those of other people. I had to take precautions because everyone else was at the university. But what about this guy? Everyone went to class. And why didn't this bastard go with his pack? Damn, suddenly he called me to come to serve him. Do you want to tease me or are you just too lazy to study? Seriously!!!

"Ouch, gently, move a little to the left. Yeah, that's it."

That's it... you dickhead! I'm going to beat you. I made a gesture of knocking my head on him because of the fact that he couldn't see. Was it a good idea to secretly spit on the back of his neck? I poured a lot of emotional energy mixing with the science of stretching muscles. I really wanted to soak my hand on the poison and squeeze on his neck so that the poison could absorb into his skin. Or do it like in Chinese dramas, the royal concubine assassinates the lustful emperor by using her hairpin to stab into his neck. The problem was that I didn't have a hairpin because I only have three strands of hair. What would I use to stab him?

[T/N: But the poison will absorb into your kin first. You may die before your hands touches him.
🙄 Trying to imagine the picture of The Lustful Emperor Phum and his Royal Concubine Peem (with a hairpin on his hair) giving him a good Wat Pho massage.]

"Do it gently like that, how can it break adhesions and knots? Do it harder. Like that. Yeah, so comfortable."

Comfortable my ass! Huh! Die, I'm going to die! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

"Sadist" People like you don't have the right to insult anyone with this word. You are a sadist.

Phum turned around and looked at me fiercely, then turned back and shook his shoulder away from my hand, as if he was disgusted. Oh my-

[T/N: he sulked 😅]

"Enough. No need to massage anymore. I'm hungry. Go buy some rice."

Who has an illegal gun and wants to sell it cheap? That's the end of it. My patience was over. I couldn't take it anymore. Enough is enough. It was a bit too much.

"What do you want to eat?" Well, what you think is often not what you do.

Phum took out 1000 baht and handed it to me. Oops! Ai (ค) รวย*, when I went to buy water, he also gave me a thousand baht bill. Go five rounds so it was five bills. It was such a merit that the female water shop owner didn't curse me. Buying things for ten or twenty baht and paying a thousand baht bill, people assume that you want to change money. Sigh. What else can I do besides take the money and focus on walking back and forth to the cafeteria? I'm going to die before he does. Die from exhaustion. Have you ever heard that?

* รวย rich
ครวย dick 😳

"Wait a minute! I've changed my mind. I'm going to go out to eat." It was like sound from heaven. I have never liked his quiet voice like this before. Go! Go quickly! So I could go back and study. I walked back to Phum, who had just stood up to his full height. He frowned and kneaded one of his own shoulders. Don't tell me... his neck was stiff.

[T/N: 🤣🤣🤣 His neck was stiff after a good massage. He will never go to that massage shop again]

"Then I'm going. Bye, good luck." I better hurry.

"Where are you going?"

This guy asked strangely. Wherever I go, it's my business right? Don't be nosy, okay? This is what I think, but what I say is:

"Return to my Faculty."

"When do I tell you I let you go?"

"Oh, if you don't let me go back, what do you want me to do? Let me stay and collect the bottles to sell?"

Phum rolled his eyes and sighed loudly. I prepared to receive verbal abuse.

"You have to go with me too."

Damn it! Just finished selling lottery tickets but they are restocked immediately.

"I won't go." I will not go anywhere with you. We had been together for less than an hour and my nerves were full. I didn't need to eat anything else.

"The car is over there, follow me."

I gasped and looked behind him, blinking.

Am I a bad communicator or is the listener stupid?

End of chapter 4

Wang Nai (Front Palace)