Paint With Love (English Translation)

6

Co-translator : sheryl

Chapter 6


“Ohh!!!!! Cheers!!!!!!”
“Nong! Bring us two more glasses, and one more ice”
“Hey! Order taro for me too!”
“One empty glass is missing.”



The loud sound made it seem like he woke up in a fire, the snacks and drinks had already disappeared into thin air like a ghoul. This caused the waiter to lower his head and concentrate on writing down their orders until the handwriting on his hand was almost illegible because they commanded as though shooting an M16 at him. The unlucky boy repeated the order before walking over and sending it to the kitchen, he was still unsure whether the order from that table will be used for them to bathe each other or what.



The event for Khun Chaemchan’s gold shop ended so beautifully and Paramet was praised so much that he almost became a True Move satellite. After the event ended, there was even a lady who came and asked to exchange business cards and encouraged each other for fun as well, he was fine with this, but he also prayed that she would contact him for another job.



Every job must end by throwing stress into a bottle of liquor. The company must wish to follow the phrase ‘Work hard, play hard’ without any shortfalls. But judging by the amount of beer bottles that are arranged beautifully like a train, exactly… it’s such high art that Pabb should learn and store in his memory, but this can’t be said about other people. Because he himself was down quite abit… coincidentally, he also hadn’t had such good drinks in such a long time, and it was also free. This was clearly his own fortune!!



All the staff drank together as if to forget about the rest of the world, except the owner of the company who was sipping slowly as though he was drinking green tea that was collected before sunrise. Paramet knew that his limits were quite low, so he didn’t want to attack them too much. He also had to drive back to the condo later. As for the others, he’s not too worried. Ell and Rut had high limits. As for Noona, she can call her husband to come and fetch her. All that’s left is Kua. Rut will probably have to help bring him back again as usual… what?... is there someone else that’s left?



Paramet secretly glanced at the new employee of his company… the guy was drinking the alcohol with a look like he was drinking white wine. There is only the sound of ‘huh’ and ‘ha’.... his inner is very full. The youngest person at the table stared at him...Actually, today, Khun Sinlapin is the hero of the event. If he didn’t rush to get on a motorcycle to pick up Khun Pornthep, there’s the hope that this event will definitely fail. Maze knows that he should say thank you…



The young man bit his mouth lightly......but he was unable to speak.....



“Let’s drink to Jae Beehive!” Kua raised the glass high….His condition was starting to go before the villagers.



“Please look after P’Kua, I’m going to the bathroom for a moment” the big boss said before getting up and going over to the bathroom. Oh…it’s normal for him to be able to thank the others, but why is it when he sees the stupid face of Ai Sinlapin he is unable to say anything! Maze shook his head all the way until the person who is looking at him was confused… Pabb furrowed his brows until he relaxed when the alcohol entered his mouth.



“Maze…Maze…What’s up with you? You’re a little bit of a pain in the ass. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Kua whining did not suit well with his barbaric face. Ell glanced at the drunkard who was starting to lie down and sighed. She unwrapped Kua’s hand from around her waist before removing the sneakers off his feet and stuffing it into his hand, the owner seemed pleased with this and happily hugged and kissed her cheek. Pabb laughed heartily at the scene. He couldn’t help but think about the days when he was still studying painting till very late at night at the faculty… sometimes, the teacher would come and invite him to boil wine until the sun rose. He said that old people tend to yearn for the past… Pabb is starting to agree with him.



There's no turning back....and Pabb doesn't want to go back either.



But having something to think about is also a small happiness....



Thinking about it made him want to pee... It’s like what they said about alcohol being a bad thing, hence the body is excreting it faster than usual. Before his stomach filled with urine, he stood up and walked sluggishly, looking for the bathroom in a dark corner. Crowds of people were walking around in the area, making it crowded and uncomfortable. Fortunately, he had enough oxygen from above, so he could survive until he was able to show up at a white man-shaped sign. Pabb sighed in relief that he had not suffocated to death



“You… did you see him just now? He's more handsome in person than on TV."



“That's right, I think he’s already pretty handsome on camera. Seeing the real one is even more handsome.” The sound of two women gossiping and walking past did not get the attention of a person who doesn’t even have a TV in their house like Pabb. Because even if the leading actor that the girls were screaming about stood in front of him, he wouldn’t even know. The young man walked into a narrow hallway, but then...



Shove…



The impact on the shoulder caused the gloomy person to stagger until their back hit against the wall. What was even more shocking was that the person bursting out was none other than……his boss.



Maze looked up at the person he bumped into to apologize. But when he saw that it was just an appendix in the company, he swallowed the words down his throat... he didn’t know why, but with this person, it's so hard to say both 'thank you' and 'sorry’... Maze nodded his head slightly instead of talking. He bit his lip before turning his head and quickly walking away from the bathroom.



His face looked like he was about to cry.... Pabb looked at him for a little while before turning his attention back to the bathroom instead. Like a typical pub....the men's bathroom here is stinky and stuffy to the point of burning your nose. Just one light bulb doesn't light up the bathroom at all. He slowly moved into the cubicle to prepare for personal business.



The sound of pissing sounded out in the wide area, in which Pabb was unable to stop the propulsion. However, there was no one else in the bathroom… Just when he thought of that, the sound of water flowing from the faucet next to him became louder. Pabb shuddered.... Oh, there was someone else?



Just one look and Pabb immediately knew that the actor that the girls in front of the toilet were screaming at each other about must be this guy for sure. Even those who drank alcohol knew that he emitted a star-like aura. Like Premika or Than that Pabb had seen at the wedding. The man put his hand up and put the water on his face and neck. Fortunately, he doesn't care if someone pees loudly in the bathroom or not.



Does he have something to do with why Paramet’s face was like that? Pabb furrowed his brows, but he was a person who didn't like to talk to anyone that much. Even more it is a matter of Paramet, he knows that it would be meaningless. Saying that his cruel boss’s eyes were stinging due to the smoke in the shop sounded more reasonable then saying that he was crying.



While zipping his pants, the lead actor had already left the bathroom. Pabb also didn’t care about anything else other than washing his hands thoroughly and hygienically. He scooped some water and washed his face, then wiped it on his sleeves as usual. Okay!!...Refreshed and ready to continue drinking. He squeezed through the crowd of people until he reached the table. Pabb can feel the changed atmosphere.......why is the whole table silent?



Pabb sent the question through his eyes to Rut sitting at the head of the table, who was quick in answering him by pouting his mouth. Paramet raised the alcohol to drink in one shot.



"Heyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!" the person on the table shouted. Just from one shot and he looked like he died… and he is actually dead because before he could put down the glass, the boy fell asleep in front of everyone on the table. Noona who was beside him suddenly sobered up and grabbed the glass of liquor before it fell to the ground.



Paramet was so drunk and completely still….as if there was no pulse. titttttttttttttttttttt..... but no doctor walked out to express their condolences to the deceased’s relatives. There was only the sound of cursing from a big drill like Noona.



“Is this a drink or a drug Maze! He pumped faster than the water pump at my house.” Even though she knew that the other party had passed out, she couldn't help but still say it.



“I only went to urinate for a moment. How did he become like this?”



"I don’t know either After you arrived, he downed 3 pegs of pure alcohol until Ai Rut had to pretend to mix some liquor to give him instead.” Ell sighed, “As you can see, Maze’s alcohol limit is super low.”



“He usually doesn't drink this much" Rut rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Pabb doesn’t want to think too much about it either, or did this have something to do with the leading actor he saw in the toilet… and if so?



“That’s not important right now son. Let's figure out what to do with the boss's corpse first. My husband is already waiting in front of the shop as well."



“P’Noona can go back first. We’ll take care of him.” Pabb said because he felt that if her husband came to see the state of the bottles lined up, he might view their company in a negative light.



“Alright then, but if you need any help, call me. My husband is big-sized, he should be able to carry Nong Maze easily.”



“Okay, thank you very much. Hurry up or your husband will wait a long time.” Noona nodded and hurriedly grabbed her bag before running out of the shop because her cell phone had already started to vibrate. Now, the situation on the table was left with only two men and one woman who were still conscious and facing each other. Kua is still in his own world with his shoes........what’s left are two incompetent people like this...



“I'll take Ai Kua and drop him off at his house. I used to drop him off whenever he was drunk.” Rut shifted his glasses before turning to help his colleague up. Ell saw that and came to help support the other side.



“Oh… can you just stay still, Ai Kua?” she cursed as Kua squirmed.



“What about the boss?” Pabb stooped down to look at the state of the boss who was sleeping dead, he pulled his arms up, causing his soft neck to fold down into the stack of chairs. He wanted to borrow a flashlight that he used to hitchhike to try to shine a light on Maze’s eyes. Sleeping till this extent, it really seemed like he was close to death. “Rut…do you know where his house is?”



“I know the condo. But you won’t be able to go there. The route there is extremely complicated.”



"What should we do...?" At this point, Pabb was trapped. He couldn’t leave Rut to be responsible for two drunk people. Additionally, Ell is a woman, and which of the cars parked in front of the shop belongs to Paramet? There is probably only one way left...



Pabb hopelessly stroked his face, "I’ll just take him back to my house then."


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This automatic transmission car is really very good. Hehe. After being born, Pabb had only driven a few times…



No! This is not the main point.... Right now, the focus is on the drunk owner of the car sitting next to the driver's seat. If he wakes up and finds out that Pabb took his car to drive, will he be scolded until his hair fall out.... even though he was kind enough to drive it back and not leave it in front of the shop?



Paramet’s car was not as clean, and the leather seats were not as shiny as Pabb thought such a neat person would be. It was probably cluttered with paperwork and a suit at the back of the car too. This made Pabb think that Maze was human as well. Being too perfect is also a little too... Pabb reversed carefully before heading onto the main road that would take him home. Fortunately, there was no alcohol checkpoint today. Otherwise, he would have dragged Paramet to sleep in the prison together.



The beautiful car was parked in front of his small, detached house. It was the only treasure that his father had left for him, and it's something that makes him not have to worry about renting a house. Even the neighbors call it a 'haunted house', its condition is only somewhat deteriorating because it is not well cared for. Plus, the owner of the house is also the cause of the dirty house.



"Khun… Khun…” The driver turned to shake the person beside him. “Please wake up… Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyy” He sighed deeply. In the end, he still had to waste his energy. Seeing that Paramet had drifted away to another world and had no signs of returning, he closed the car door and walked around to the other side, unbuckling his safety belt. Pabb pulled Maze’s arm over his shoulder. He confusedly looked at the other person who was asleep till his body was so weak that even pulling him out caused him to fall onto his knees, almost hitting the ground. Fortunately, the employee was able to catch him in time… the stress in the veins began to run wild… what should he do? Is it good idea to carry him?...



He shook his head.....after he wakes up, please don't scold him...



Pabb slipped his arm under the other armpit before lifting him and laying him across his shoulder… Paramet was heavy as well. But fortunately, Pabb is bigger than the average Thai person, so he could carry him comfortably. When he was in college, he used to carry friends who were drunk often. Sometimes he had to help his friends lift things until he got the nickname 'worker'. Well, he's a real painter.



The young man had a hard time opening the key with one hand. He was sweating just from entering the house… As soon as the door was opened, the smell of thinner and turpentine came out and attacked his nose first. Pabb smelled it until he was already used to it, so he didn't feel like it smelled bad at all… Sometimes he was afraid that he was unconsciously taking drugs too. He began to look around, not knowing where to put the body on his shoulders. In the end, he had to open his own bedroom… don't call it a bedroom. Maybe a storage room? Because the room was already full with just one bed.



“Humph.” He finally succeeded in carrying that unconscious body onto the bed. Pabb sneakily looked at the other person’s condition, who was still unwilling to be let down. Maze was still and had no response, which Pabb thought was good as well. Being drunk and falling asleep are considered the least harmful habits to those around you. Every time his friends were drunk, no matter how easy it is, they will still.....



Blarghhhhhhhhhhh…



Like an old friend who misses him, suddenly, the figure in his arm vomited on the chest of his shirt. Maze has been hiccupping since he got drunk, but now… there's a lot of extras coming out. Pabb looked at his shirt and rolled his eyes at the ceiling of the room.



...What kind of day is this...



He doesn’t know what to do with the alcohol that has been imperfectly spread on to the nice shirt. If he gets up too quickly, he is afraid that it will drip onto the mattress...Paramet was sleeping with his eyes closed, his hiccups won't stop till the point that Pabb has to wonder if there will be a second tap coming out again. Furthermore, Maze still extended his face to rub and wipe his mouth around the chest of his shirt....it's spread all over the face, boss!! Pabb used his toes to grab the rotten rag at the foot of the bed and gently wiped the filth off the shirt…. He also secretly used it to wipe the other person’s face a little. If Maze knew about it, he would definitely slaughter him. After getting rid of some of the stains on his shirt, he slowly put the boss on the bed. Maze still had a few hiccups, but he guessed that there shouldn’t be anything extra coming out. A small task to just bring Maze to sleep at his house seemed to become a big event when the two of them became covered in vomit like this. Pabb’s RAM is a little low, so he can only look at him.... Oh right, he has to change clothes...



Once his brain had processed that, the young buffalo clumsily walked out to search for a shirt in the basket in the corner of the room. He unbuttoned the shirt he had bought at a wholesale price from the flea market, at the look and smell of it, he hurriedly tossed it in the basin to prepare to get soaked in water. As he was about to step out of the room, he remembered something. His light-colored eyes focused on the figure centered on the bed, puke still smeared on his face and parts of his shirt. Although his situation was not as severe as him, letting his boss wake up in such a bad state is definitely not a good idea, so he went out and took the basin and towel that was used to wipe his hair and went back to look through the basket until he found the rotten t-shirt that he frequently liked to wear to sleep. Pabb walked towards and sat down beside the bed before starting the mission to dress the doll.



Let's start by peeling off the suit. The tie was the thing that gave the young painter the biggest headache…. He had rarely touched this thing ever since he was born. Pabb concentrated on untying it as if it is a rubber band used to tie a bag of curry, which is easier to cut off. Once the first level is cleared, he threw it into the same basin as his t-shirt.



Pabb turned back to deal with the gray shirt as the next task... Fortunately, Maze didn't resist anything. There is only the chest moving in a continuous rhythm with the hiccups. Once the shirt was removed from his back, the person in the bed was topless. Paramet had the same shape as a normal man...not skinny. and not fat. There are muscles in the spots that a normal man should have. But his bones are rather small. You can say that he’s a pervert... but ever since studying anatomy at university, he likes to analyze human proportions. See the running of the muscles and veins. So, he sat and stared at it...



Shit....what was he doing....



When he was aware of his surroundings again, he doesn’t know how but there was now an EE pencil in his hand, not only that, but there was even a clipboard with paper ready. He didn't understand himself either…he was aware that this was a serious violation to human rights. But the artistic blood in his body was crying out... His hands want to draw. He twirled the pencil in his hand, adjusting to the familiarity. This brought back the feeling of his school days when he had to sketch on proof paper. Lately, he has been working with canvas more than paper. He raised his pencil to measure the proportions, forgetting to even care that the model had a messy face. His hands moved according to what his eyes could see… starting from a sketch.....squinting his eyes at the light and shadows....then finished the shadows. He was calm to the point of weaving the lines too!



The nude figure is apparent on the paper….it was so fun that he’s drawing the face already. He set the board on his knees and adjusted the light.....this shows how crazy he is that he must collect every little detail, it was really so delicate that even the person who was drawing it was confused with himself with what kind of madness he was doing with such a complete formula. But he's foolish enough to continue to draw his face...if Paramet wakes up and sees this picture, he'll probably bring him to the police and drag him to jail for sure…Pabb quickly hid the drawing at the corner between the table and the wall before returning to take care of his boss.



.....He drew for such a long time until the puke was already dried up on his face...



Pabb apologized to Maze in his heart that he was in the mood for drawing causing him to waste time. He hurriedly dipped the towel into the water, wrung it, and began running it along his chest. and ended with the stain on the face Paramet responded to the coolness of the water by curling up slightly to avoid it. Pabb grabbed the other's chin and turned him over to make it easier for him to wipe his face.



When he took a closer look, it can be seen that Paramet wasn't ugly at all, actually, he can be considered to have quite a good-looking face. But where did he get that foul mouth from?... He thought as he bit his lip in order to not alert the dog. He imagined and laughed at it himself... He remembers that when they met for the first time, he used to say that Paramet had really charming eyes, but after meeting the mouth that was like this…he doesn't want to make eye contact anymore. Even the face he doesn’t want to see anymore.



The young man put the cloth in the basin and lifted the other person to put the shirt on his head. Maze was drunk and deeply asleep that Pabb thought that if he tied cement and threw him into the sea right now, he wouldn't even realize it. Finally, the mission was finished...Maze laid with his limbs spread out on the bed while Pabb took out several quilts that were stored and laid them on the floor of the room. He walked out to turn off the light before walking back instinctively without opening his eyes. The tall figure stopped to look at the uninvited guest who was lying on the bed and breathing in and out regularly, he then decided to use the blanket to cover him up, to which the other party immediately tucked into. Pabb murmured,



“When you wake up, please be at least half as cute as when you’re asleep.... Boss.”

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Headache… Stomachache…



That was the first thing he felt after opening his eyes. The sunlight poured into his eyes, causing him to squint almost immediately. Paramet was unable to open his eyes, lift his head, and his whole skull was aching. He cursed himself in his mind for stupidly having so much booze last night just because he wanted to forget about some things in his head...which honestly, worked quite well. But right now, Paramet couldn’t remember anything that happened last night.



Maze took a deep breath till his lungs were full and waited until his brain is fully oxygenated before slowly try to think.... but he couldn’t remember anything at all. He gently rubbed his brow, his eyelids slowly opened, an unfamiliar window hits the iris first. Even though he was confused as to where he was, Maze did not immediately react hysterically. After all, he was a man… he won’t lose anything from waking up in a random place. Paramet slowly pushed himself up from the bed… The room he was in was a narrow bedroom with almost nothing in it. When he looked down at himself, he didn't know how this white T-shirt that had rotted like a tissue was on top of him. Where did his expensive shirt and tie go? Looking around the room, he couldn't find anything...so he decided to open the room door and leave. The man who had just woken up and dropped his feet to the ground almost immediately pulled them back up.



“Hey!!” Maze swallowed the curse in his throat before he could let the bastard in him come out. His feet felt some warmth which he assumed it was from a human. He pulled his foot back onto the bed and leaned his head down to see....



Sinlapin, lying on top of dark colored duvets stacked in several layers, he was sleeping soundly, completely unaware that he was stepped on by him just a moment ago. Maze slowly started composing the possible scenarios in his brain....ok… Last night he was drunk and fell asleep. Then a senior in the company would have asked Ai Sinlapin to send him to his condo....but why did he appear in this nested house instead?



The owner of the house was sleeping well, breathing in and out regularly, he didn't seem to have a hangover, there was only a little alcohol smell in his breath. Maze moved closer to the other party….Pabb seemed calm and lively all at the same time. A man who Paramet did not get along with at first because he saw the other party naked at first sight, but despite his bad words, he still carried him home. He even gave up his bed and lied down on the floor instead.



…He couldn’t deny that he felt grateful once more to the other person in his heart…



Maze bit his lip while thinking about what to do next. He still didn't know where his clothes were. Going out and searching Sinlapin’s house now isn’t a good idea either...not that he was considerate of the owner of the house, but he was afraid that a snake might come in and strike him. After reaching a dead end, Maze had no choice but to reach out to shake the person below.



“You… wake up, you.” Maze exerted more and more force. "....It's already late Khun…" It wasn’t an exaggeration. The clock on the wall showed that the time was already almost noon.



“Huh…” The big man groaned lazily in his throat, showing no signs of doing as he was told.



“Wake up…” Maze shook harder, on the other hand, he was scared in his heart that the other person will lose his temper and slap him till he bounced off the wall. "I'm going home now."



“Go back then,” Pabb replied.



“Well, where did you put my clothes and why did you suddenly change them?”



“Why do you have so many questions ?!” It was more of a warning than a question. Pabb opened his eyes to stare at the other person.



“Of course I have to ask, are you going to sell it as a second hand shirt?”



“Well, last night, where is the kid vomit on my shirt?”



"How would I know, I was asleep the whole time." Look, I really wasn’t trying to irritate him…



“Why don't you look in the mirror and look at the villain's face! You vomited all over your clothes until I had to change them.”



"Real funny!! I don't…”



"Don't deny" Pabb replied instead, “If you can’t drink, then don’t drink at all”.



"Tch.." Maze closed his mouth, a person with a strong ego like him, rarely let anyone teach him. “My problem! Don’t get involved!”



"I really don't want to be involved." Pabb raised his hand and stroked his face. “You should go and take a shower. The bathroom is on the left-hand side of the house.”



“What about my clothes?”



“They are soaking, I’ll return them another day. You can just take my clothes in the basket to wear.” Pabb lazily tucked himself into the duvet again.



Paramat looked at all of Pabb’s shirts and didn't know which one to pick...because almost all of them were stained with paint and not one was ironed at all. In the end, he managed to get one that was stained but only on the inside. Okay… this was enough for him to be brave enough to walk up into the luxury condo.



“What about a towel?”



Pabb looked irritated because he hadn't woken up quite yet. “Just use mine. It’s laid on a chair outside."



“Why do I have to share towels with someone else? It's a source of germs." Mesa was stressed out. “Get me a new one.”



“There isn’t a new one”, Pabb lied face down on the blanket. “I used it to wrap the TV when I went to the pawnshop.”



Maze almost wanted to break the house owner's neck. Damn... look at him, a story that he used to like laughing at was now mocking him in return. Maze took a deep breath, “Would you like me to fire you?”



Pabb couldn’t be interested in answering no. He had completely fallen back asleep and went to see Indra already. When he didn’t hear the other person arguing back, Maze was happy and thought that he had won. But when he looked down to see....Sadddddddddddddd...Did he fall asleep while I was cursing him? He is getting too bold!!



The man who scolded until the man fell asleep walked with his head swinging, he almost went out to destroy the artist's house. Wow...Maze was annoyed, anywhere he looked, he wanted to break! He wanted to destroy things! Pour turpentine and set fire to the house!! But in the end, he could only imagine it as Maze had to quietly walk into the old bathroom.



The bathroom of the Rat house is also deteriorating, not much different from the other rooms in the house. There was only a bar of soap and a big bottle of shampoo. And toothpaste and a very old and dirty toothbrush of the other person, what a mess... and was he going to have to take the dirt in his teeth home?... Maze pushed the bathroom door back out to close it, but he was stunned when his eyes landed on a cheap toothbrush lying in a 7-11 plastic bag. He took it out, squeezed the toothpaste, and looked at it thoughtfully.



Even though I really wanted to thank you when you woke up… why did it become like this?


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Even though he said that there were only a few toiletries, Paramet still spent half an hour showering. He hated the smell of alcohol in his breath that he unconsciously brushed his teeth three times.... additionally, every time he brushed, it was as if his teeth were going to fall out. The head of the company had to walk out of the bathroom dressed in a black and white striped t-shirt and slacks from yesterday. Paramet never thought of himself as filthy until he has to wear the same underwear for more than 24 hours.



Opening the door, he halted because the smell of food floated in and striked his nose. He didn’t even have to waste time looking because the house is so narrow that you could see the whole house with just one look. Pabb was sitting at the wooden table at the front of the house. He leaned one leg on the chair. In his right hand was a cigarette with the smoke wafting into the air. But what was most surprising was the thing on the table...



“Did you buy it?” Maze was talking about the fried eggs, sausages, and toast on the table.



The smoke came out of Pabb’s mouth “I made it myself… there are only simple ingredients.”



“Ho… hold on. Whether it's simple or not, I'm more shocked that a caveman like you can fry an egg.” Plus, it only took him half an hour!! To be honest, besides boiling instant noodles, Maze thinks that he doesn’t know how to cook anything else.



“Caveman? Don't you think I would have evolved to learn how to use a fire?” Sometimes, Pabb doesn't understand why he has to be scolded by this kid every day.



Maze does not continue to argue, he was too hungry to spit harmful words at the other party. Some people used to say that Maze has a foul mouth… but Maze thinks that he’s someone who speaks straightforwardly instead. The wooden chair on the other side was moved and immediately sat down on. Pabb prepared two sets of food, each containing one fried egg, three sausages, and a slice of toast. Maze didn't hesitate to grab the fork closest to him and thrust the sausage into his mouth.



"It's all right," his eyes were sparkling.



"Weren’t you in a hurry to go home? I saw you waking up and being noisy since the early morning."



"Let me eat the food in your house first." Oh my god...he knew that he was poor, yet he was still doing this. Pabb doesn't know how to describe this feeling. “But why did I end up at this house?”



“You wouldn’t stop drinking after coming out of the bathroom.” Pabb narrowed his eyes when the other person paused for a moment. “After that you fell asleep. At first, I thought that you would wake up with a severe hangover. But seeing that you can insult me as normal shows that you’re in good condition.”



“Of course.” Maze shrugged, he slipped the fried egg into his mouth before quickly changing the subject. “Are you home every Sunday?” Sunday can be considered a holiday for the company staff.


“Yeah… I work for six days so I have to reward myself once in a while.”



“Reward?”



“Drawing, doing something that I love. That's my reward.” Pabb crushed the cigarette butt onto the ashtray before picking up the spoon and fork. “It's both a job and a break.”



“Are you trying to say that the work from my company is causing you so much pain?”



"Well, something like that."



“Speaking like this, you don’t think that I would have any pity for tormenting you, right?”



“You are selfish. I know, Boss."



"It's good that you understand that" Maze smiled at the compliment. “Because I won't let you go until I get the three hundred thousand back.” There was a smile that followed that statement. “How is your life saving picture going?”



"I haven't drawn it yet, I don't have the feeling."



“With or without feeling, just draw it,” Maze said as he started eating the egg yolks…it's fried in the style where the yolk is not cooked all the way, it was really good. “Honestly, your picture that I saw at the gallery, I couldn’t really understand what it was.”



“Well, it's abstract art. How can you see abstraction just as it is?”



“That's it, so you can just draw whatever you want. Mr. Will will rejoice with you to death. Whatever you draw, he will like all of it.” From the initial sentence, Pabb translated it to ‘Hurry up and get the money from that old man and pay me.’



“Will is not a fool. And I have a lot of respect for him too...you… err… I don't know how to explain. The work I do is difficult to understand. But there is Will who understands. I'm not evil enough to fool my friends.” I’m really not cursing anybody.



“So, when are you going to have the feeling?”



"I can't answer" about when the feeling of ‘love’ will come for Pabb...



“I hate working with the artsy people because of this.” Maze forked the food into his mouth. “They are the ones who do stuff without boundaries. It is never possible to get an exact deadline from them. I'm always waiting here and there."



“Art is a delicate matter. If your heart is rough, you won't understand."



“I agree that it’s rough but let me eat the food first.”



"But what you’re eating is mine," Maze pretended to be naive, and pretended not to hear. The hand picked up the bread, continued to eat it, and then changed the subject.



“What did Mr. Will have you draw?”



"Love"



Maze shook his head, almost spitting out the chewed food. “Too cheesy… it’s like an elementary school student came up with that topic.”



“It's a picture that will be in wedding hall. And it's not easy to draw hearts, rainbows, people holding hands....it..." Pabb sighed, "Even if I said it you wouldn’t understand.”



Maze laughed at the annoyed expression of the other person as if he insulted art or something. After explaining it, he thought that it was a waste of saliva. He frowned and smoked another cigarette to suppress his anger so that he wouldn’t kill him. Silence reigned between them. It's just like this.... Their views and thoughts are like standing at different angles. There must be these two scenarios when together... if not arguing, then it’s silence.



The fragrant toast immediately scratched his throat. Pabb knows that people have both black and white in them. But Paramet was starting to change that thought....he never thought that people who are completely black actually exist in the world.



"I'm going to make coffee, would you like some?" he asked as he stood up.



“I only drink freshly roasted coffee.” Maze was so unnatural that it was very attractive to punch him in the face. The young man rubbed his hands to get rid of the breadcrumbs, “Another thing, I'll be leaving soon.”



“If so… you kept the car keys next to your pillow already, right?”



"Yes"



That was a completely bland goodbye.....before Pabb returned to the house to make coffee. He didn't think that he would be respected as a god. But he also didn't think he'll be treated like this. Pabb used the back of his hand to wipe the crumbs of bread that are stuck on the lips. The other hand grabbed the 3 in 1 coffee, tearing the packet and pouring it into a glass. He waited until the kettle was hot before pouring the water in...



Pabb eats and lives life easily. He is comfortable with everything in this world. He never struggled and never wanted anything special in life. Mr.Weera once said that his work has the purity of an unadulterated thought....like a child who views the world with integrity and openness. Therefore, he chose to work in the abstract field of art because it does not convey anything other than feelings.



It is cheap coffee, but if it smells like coffee, it is still coffee...



While inhaling the aroma of coffee at the table, the sound of the door opening from the front of the house rang out. Pabb looked up at the person he thought had left. Paramet was standing there clenching the doorknob tightly in his hand, he was looking at him with serious eyes like when he ordered him to do work at the company.



“Did you forget something?” he asked as he held up the coffee in his hand and took a sip.



"Thank you"



Splatttttt, the bitter drink spilled over the rim of the glass until it trickled down the chin. Pabb’s eyes were wide open, he couldn’t believe his own ears… or is it because he hasn't picked his ears for a long time.



“Why are you making that face?!” Maze said. It took him such a long time to put together the two syllable words until the other person had already finished making coffee. "Can't I say thank you!!"



“I...I never thought that you would say that to me. I thought you saw me as a servant in the company, or as someone you could nag at.”



"I'm not that evil," said the man, frowning. “You did something good to me, so I thank you. But it's a different story with the issues in the company. That one, I'm already nagging you about it."



Pabb laughed, “I feel relieved to hear this.”



“Then, I'm really going back now."



"Okayyyyyyyyyyyyyy, the boss and his subordinate should not see each other on the weekend.” Pabb smiled at the other person. “Am I right?”



He felt embarrassed by that innocent smile. Maze paused, he didn't know what to say other than shut the wooden door and retreat to his car. He felt relieved as if he had just completed one of the greatest missions in his life.



The person who was standing still suddenly got the door closed in his face, but all he could do was scratch his head in confusion. Pabb pulled out a tissue to wipe away the coffee stains that were still clinging to his mustache. His amber eyes were still flashing in amusement.



This holiday, his boss must have stopped being crazy as well.



Perhaps, Paramet has a white side too...