Broken Sword's
Ch. 12: Spanked

Paying for food, Gana who turned around instead found Fang was no longer in his place. The wrapped food fell to the ground, Gana felt a dizzy feeling and her heart was racing. Gana who was trying to remain calm asked the visitor who was sitting not far from the table where Fang had eaten.

"Boy? I didn't see it."

"Try to remember again. My son is fat, he is, he's so funny. Villagers say my son attracts people's attention."

The waiter, who feared his cake business would have an impact on the loss of a child at the place where he worked, asked some of the visitors who had arrived earlier.

"Could a child abduction come?" A grandfather who came with his grandson hugged a ten-year-old girl. "Let's go home!"

He felt his legs weak. Child abduction?!

"Dad!!"

Gana turned.

In front of the entrance, Fang with two skewers looked at him guiltlessly. "Dad, I bought satay. Pay."

Without any nonsense, Gana who always indulges her son takes Fang and beats Fang's butt.

Fang's expression distorted.

What the fuck!

First blow. The unprepared Fang instead lost two skewers.

Second blow. Fang rebelled wanting to break away.

Seeing this thing. Gana's perception is getting serious. There was no guilt and no sign of remorse after leaving without permission and supervision. Adding to the power of the punch, this time the fatty on Fang's body was unable to dissipate the heat from Gana's love clap.

Fang's agonizing expression was complicated.

"Dad. sick." Fang complained but was not harried.

Gana did not care and continued to hit until the fifth punch. Fang whose body was not immune was sickly crying without a sound. His expression was calm, physiologically natural tears right? He's an adult who doesn't cry just for a light pat!

After the punishment, Gana pulls Fang out and returns to where the cow was bought. Though planning to buy a cart at once, but after the incident of Fang's disappearance without permission, Gana's shopping mood disappeared completely.

Walking half-dragged, Fang's shoes came off. Unwilling to listen, Fang stared fondly at the new shoes. Along the way back, Fang doesn't want to talk and neither does Gana.

Sate sellers who would charge money also did not dare. The bakery waiter who heard the sate seller's explanation paid for what Fang needed.

At least the alarm just now was a false alarm. If something is missing, maybe the store should close.

***

The turnstile opened violently. Gana, who was still dragging Fang home, took off her son's hand and tied the cow in front of the yard.

Aira who heard the noise, was a little unsure. "You why? Fang, where are the shoes?"

Previously Fang's two legs hurt and now it hurts more because Gana did not hold him or let him sit on the cow. The angry Fang, looking at Gana with angry eyes. "I hate you!"

Right now Fang's heart was a little sensitive. The pain in her buttocks and legs made her want to cry when Aira asked her. Tears fell after another but there was no roar that Fang normally made.

Hugging Fang, Aira only found out that Fang's clothes were soaked in sweat. "Bring first."

Fang's two abrasive legs were oiled, a little sore but would quickly heal in a day or two. Fang, who saw Gana enter the room, threw away his face.

Aira looked at Fang then at Gana. asked her husband with an eye gesture. Gana shook her head, then opened the room door for Aira to come out first.

After only Gana and Fang stayed inside the bedroom. Gana crouched down in front of Fang who was unwilling to look at her.

"Father wrong has hit you too hard. But I'm not sorry."

Fang's lower lip was bitten.

"Children are the most profitable profession without the need to work hard. Lazy bad guys will spy on little kids who like to escape adult supervision."

Fang wiped away the tears with the tip of the clothes sleeve. "I'm not a child."

"You're a kid. Fang, if you were just kidnapped, mom and dad would be dead."

"If you're missing and can't be found anywhere, Dad and mom would rather die."

Fang's two small hands were raised, tightly hugging Gana's neck. Now this is not a false cry, this is a cry Fang wrote to the past and present.

Growing up without parents or siblings, Fang could only rely on himself to keep from being kicked out by the teacher. Wanted to be hurt or hungry, no one would ask or pay attention to him.

In this life, the presence of Gana and aira is a new experience that he never had in his previous life.

Aira who did not know the story behind the tight embrace and sad cry Fang just eavesdropped from behind the door. After being convinced that her son and husband had not quarreled, Aira returned to the kitchen to continue cooking.

***

Fang's puffy eyes plus the round fat on his cheeks, Fang was unable to open his eyes at all. The chopsticks and spoons used are always wrong, almost the food in a spilled dish.

Gana who could not bear to hold Fang, fed the child who was very hungry after crying for a long time. Aira also did not forbid Fang from reducing his portion of food, instead helping to take additional rice.

Stomach full and also mentally exhausted, Fang's eyelids became heavy. Lying in Gana's cradle, Fang fell asleep.

Gana patted softly Fang taught more and more sleep. Convinced that she is sleeping well, Gana puts Fang in the room.

But Fang's deep sleep is interrupted by nightmares. It was as if watching the blurred memory pieces become real and clear. Fang sees her in life and is dumped by her mother at the entrance of the alley.

The night chill did not bother Fang who was wrapped in thick cloth. Until six o'clock the next morning, Fang, who was hungry and also uncomfortable crying. Fang's cry the baby did not make a sound, the cold had damaged Fang's throat.

Passers-by ignore and some look and leave. In the upper regions, children are often discarded because the child's innate talents do not match the expectations of the parents after they are born.

It's possible, if the teacher doesn't pass by and save. Hungry Fang will die outside.

Big without affection or unconditional care, little Fang tried so hard that the teacher felt proud to have brought him back to be brought up. Although his divine roots were a faint yellow, Fang was certain that his tenacity would be evident. And sure enough, Fang became an expert who had no innate talent and was respected when he was not in his twenties.