Broken Sword's
Ch. 33: Early

The night before Fang was found to be in a coma. Fang hugs tightly to Aira and Gana, wishing them a good night and a good dream.

In the room, the lights were turned off. The creaking of the wooden window that was forced open made Fang worry that Gana or Aira would enter his room. Believing no one would come, Fang daydreamed for a while.

It's the tenth year since he came to this world. Aira and Gana are examples of parents who used to be very eager to have. Fang's soft smile under the moonlight was getting more charming.

Patting gently on two cheeks, Fang cheered her up. The process of awakening the divine root is not very clear. Fang's information is limited to two possibilities, succeeding and then continuing to live and failing and then dying.

Surely Fang will not die, only this body cannot be reused and he must be reborn into a new body.

Closing the bedroom window, Fang lay down on the bed. Try, no, try, no, try. His hesitation made Fang tired himself.

Taking out four stones, Fang swallowed one by one a stone the size of a marble. A large amount of sweat comes out of the pores. Fang shook his mouth, his lips trembling violently. Like a fish unable to reach for oxygen, Fang's panic awakens his entire memory from the moment he was born until now. Aira who was always meek and cooked delicious food for her. Then there was Gana, his father who never refused his wish.

Fang's eyes blurred. Tears dripping from the corner of the eye. Damnit. Shouldn't have been drinking first!

Before Fang lost consciousness, his inner self believed, his parents would definitely be sad.

***

Every day after Aira's funeral, Baramun would come to Fang's house to check on Gana's condition. The man who had struggled in grief began to recover and accept the fact that the wife was gone.

"You're coming again?"

Baramun. Bring a bundle of firewood from the warehouse and put it into the bottom of the stove. "Don't hesitate to ask me for help."

"I'm not that weak. Still able to lift three wooden ties at once."

Baramun disagreed. The age of Gana entered the age of twilight, plus the blow of his son who fell into a coma and his wife died, Gana looks thirty years older.

"Fang said it. You can't carry too heavy."

Relented and stopped stubbornly, Gana left the heavy work to be done by Baramun. Pouring the drinking water into the bowl, Gana went inside Fang's room.

The sun warms the room that begins to cool in autumn. Combing Fang's increasingly long hair, sad that no more Aira would braid Fang's hair.

"Aren't you thirsty? I brought water"

Baramun peeked out from the outside. Bizarrely concerned at the Fang family tragedy.

***

The vast yellow grassy field was Fang's residence during his coma. Not knowing why it could be here, Fang initially thought he had died and moved.

But after some time, nothing was found. There is no other creature but him here. Here he does not feel drowsiness, sometimes thirsty or hungry, fortunately only temporarily.

Still wanting to try, starting from the east, Fang continued walking, walking again, then walking, and he returned to his original position. Crouching, feet ache.

"This is where the hell it is!"

Day or night, it is unknown. The grey cloudy meadows. There was no wind or rain. Strange place, why bring him here after eating four stones.

Lying on the grass, Fang longs for his mother's cooking and Gana's temptation. Her parents, how are they?

***

Enter one year Fang's coma. The village doctor did not stop sending herbs to supplement the body's nutrition.

Manda also did not accept a job as a midwife. The woman began to grow senile. Afraid of work mistakes, Manda now always stay at home.

Buwin the village chief has resigned and retired. His successor was Luhan's uncle who won the vote.

Baramun the Devil has just paid a visit to his hometown and does not know when he will return to Noik village. On the day of departure, Baramun left the keys to Luhan's house.

"You're coming back, right?"

Baramun who was questioned stopped putting things on the ox cart he rented, "of course. My house is here" after all, the boy is still not awake, Baramun plans to look around the new residence of his group.

In fact, Baramun only traveled for one month. When he returned in the evening, the village ran around carrying buckets of water and mud.

Attracting villagers passing by, "what's up? Why are you running around with water?"

"Gana's house is on fire! Her son is still at home, Gana runs to save people but hasn't left the house after entering."

Baramun took the bucket from the hand of the person he asked, ran as fast as lightning, doused his body with water and entered the burning house.

"Geez! Who's that running inside?!"

Luhan, who has not yet served as village chief, directed powerful villagers to transport the wet mud to speed up the fire and the rest who helped carry buckets of water.

The fire burned the house so fast. Gana who was in the rice field did not seem to pay attention to the remaining wood charcoal that was still burning, and when it was too late, the house was already burning violently.

Baramun shouted Gana's name. Inside the house was very dark with thick smoke. Looking for a minute, Baramun met Gana who was lying with a wooden foundation rod on his back. As she groaned, blood seeped from her clothes.

Under Gana there is a Fang who continues to be protected. Hearing the sound from outside, Gana could not make a sound because her throat hurt. His eyes were almost blinded by the ashes and breathing was congested.

Baramun's strong hand pulled the foundation but stopped when he realized if continued the whole house would collapse. Gana also understood what was happening, on her wrinkled old face, she took Fang out of her embrace.

Please save my son.

That's what Gana wanted to say.

Taking Fang. Baramun will pull the body of Gana who was hit by the foundation pillar, and failed.

Gana closed her eyes. Pulling his hand to escape Baramun's reach.

"No!!" Baramun panic.

Gana is the only relative Fang has now. If this man also left, this child, how did Fang wake up?

House collapsing.

The residents panicked.

Buwin was already weak to stand.

In a panic, a powerful figure came out from the pile of wood. Baramun came out of the burning area. Many of his clothes were damaged by the fire, his hair was also burnt. While Fang, who did not know what was happening, lay in Baramun's arms, the boy survived and was not injured at all.

Luhan's eyes were sore. Gana must have protected his son until Baramun came. "Where?" Luhan hopes Gana survives and will follow her out of the rubble of the fire.

Until the fire goes out. There is no Gana. The man who had a casual conversation earlier in the morning together in the rice field, is now gone.