I don't like man, If not you

Part 36: The scary side of Singto

Not long after, Krist was discharged from the hospital, when Singto opened the car door wanting to carry Krist bridal-style, he defiantly refused, kicking conclusively like a fish out of water in Singto's chest.

"What on earth do you think you're doing in public like this, people are gonna think that I'm a woman."

Since he was struggling too hard, Krist fell out of Singto's arms and hit the ground violently on his butt, which left him in tremendous pain. Standing beside him, Singto bent over and said:

" If you're so much of a man then walk on your own."

"How could P treat me, a man who's always done good deeds like that?"

"A man who does good deeds? Well you can somewhat be considered as "a man", but you were already beaten black and blue before even having the chance to do any good deed."

" Oh so turns out that's how P think of me, fine then, just leave me sitting here and fend for myself."

Krist crossed his arms, giving out the impression that he was going to sit there for the whole day. Singto bent over once again and picked Krist up:

"You're not like a woman."

"Really ?"

"You're like a fiesty woman."

"P~"

When Singto carried an extremely-irritated Krist into the house, Krist saw a stack of photos in the living room. Although he still had struggles walking, curiosity had the best of him and he staggered over the stack, picked it up and asked Singto.

"Whose photos are these?"

"Take a look and see if it rings any bells."

Shuffling through the photos, Krist recognised a photo of the thief who hit him, he threw the photo angrily on the table:

"This is the bastard who hit me, there were also two of his accomplices."

Never thought that Singto could've found them, Krist eagerly identified the other two:

"P'Sing, hurry up and turn them in. With the existence of these scum, people will never be able to live in peace."

The sheer memory of the beating made Krist very angry.

"Okay." On the outisde, Singto acted as if he was going to satisfy Krist's request, but to him, simply turning them in would be too easy for them. He left out of the door, taking the three photos with him.

"Why in such a hurry, I'm sick, can't you just stay by my side."

But Singto was far gone. Auntie Bua brought Krist a big bowl of chicken soup:

" Nong Krist, come, this will help to improve your health, you were beaten like this because you're too weak."

Aunt Bua carelessly stabbed right through Krist, he forcefully cracked a smile, reaching out for the bowl of soup but Aunt Bua pushed it away and set the bowl on the table.

"Let me help you, you've just been discharged from the hospital, you're still very weak."

Then she quickly took out a small towel and placed the corner in Krist's shirt like he was a baby, Krist wanted to take it out, I was just beaten, my brain still works fine, what the hell is this, although that's what he was thinking, he didn't have the guts to say it out loud.

"Auntie Bua, I can do it on my own."

"Don't be shy, auntie is not an outsider."

Then she quickly scoop a spoon of soup and bring it to Krist's mouth.