20 Nineteen
Little Arctic is never been a good a child.
His father and new found friends knew that. The little sack of potato loves to brag about his mother's beauty, temper and cooking. Aside from those he also like to deceive others just to gain a favor from them.
Little Arctic at two realized that his mother is indeed stupid for loving someone not good like his father. That man is rotten to the core, whenever he's alone with Shun he could feel thousands of sword piercing through his fragile body.
One time his mother almost drown because of his carelessness and caught a fever the day after that incident. Due to the location of their small village there's no physician to cure his mother and the villagers who has limited knowledge about medicine only used the herbs available to temporarily help his mother.
After five days of torture his father finally came. Little Arctic witness how his father's usually calm face crumbled into pieces. With no words spoken his father just softly held his mother's hand and lowered his body to plant a small kiss to her lips.
The audicity!
Noticing his frozen body , Shun just uttered two words to him.
"Get out"
Little Arctic stared at his father before he leave his parent's room. Ah. He did not even asked my well being nor greeted and hugged me!
Why did he even let his mother conceive him at the first place?
Little Arctic sighed in contempt as he waited at the front of the door and as expected of that genius father of him. It only take fifteen minutes to cure the fever.
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Leaving his father is possibly the happiest moment of little arctic life.
For the first time he managed to cling unto his mother without distraction. Without fear that someone might choke him while slewping peacefully at night.
Little Arctic knew that father may have done something severe that caused his mother to run away from the home she loves so much along with him. Maybe his mother finally found out the horrendous hobbies of that man!
Ah! He remembered when he accidentally discovered two or was it five books? containing perfectly drawings of her mother's face. Although the paintings of his mother is a sight to behold, knowing the fact that those books are hidden by his father actually make him to want to puke.
His small heart never felt the tranquility of peace until now but despite of his own selfishness he knew the pain behind of his mother's calming smile.
Ai. He really should grow up sooner or else no one would protect his lamb like mother from those upcoming vicious wolves. With the appearance of that conceited rouge who has the same aura as his father,Little Arctic knew that trouble would soon come knocking at their new found home.
His father and new found friends knew that. The little sack of potato loves to brag about his mother's beauty, temper and cooking. Aside from those he also like to deceive others just to gain a favor from them.
Little Arctic at two realized that his mother is indeed stupid for loving someone not good like his father. That man is rotten to the core, whenever he's alone with Shun he could feel thousands of sword piercing through his fragile body.
One time his mother almost drown because of his carelessness and caught a fever the day after that incident. Due to the location of their small village there's no physician to cure his mother and the villagers who has limited knowledge about medicine only used the herbs available to temporarily help his mother.
After five days of torture his father finally came. Little Arctic witness how his father's usually calm face crumbled into pieces. With no words spoken his father just softly held his mother's hand and lowered his body to plant a small kiss to her lips.
The audicity!
Noticing his frozen body , Shun just uttered two words to him.
"Get out"
Little Arctic stared at his father before he leave his parent's room. Ah. He did not even asked my well being nor greeted and hugged me!
Why did he even let his mother conceive him at the first place?
Little Arctic sighed in contempt as he waited at the front of the door and as expected of that genius father of him. It only take fifteen minutes to cure the fever.
--
Leaving his father is possibly the happiest moment of little arctic life.
For the first time he managed to cling unto his mother without distraction. Without fear that someone might choke him while slewping peacefully at night.
Little Arctic knew that father may have done something severe that caused his mother to run away from the home she loves so much along with him. Maybe his mother finally found out the horrendous hobbies of that man!
Ah! He remembered when he accidentally discovered two or was it five books? containing perfectly drawings of her mother's face. Although the paintings of his mother is a sight to behold, knowing the fact that those books are hidden by his father actually make him to want to puke.
His small heart never felt the tranquility of peace until now but despite of his own selfishness he knew the pain behind of his mother's calming smile.
Ai. He really should grow up sooner or else no one would protect his lamb like mother from those upcoming vicious wolves. With the appearance of that conceited rouge who has the same aura as his father,Little Arctic knew that trouble would soon come knocking at their new found home.