MYENGINEER, CHAPTER 7: Dad
[Duenhaw]
Huh…why has he gone silent? If he hadn’t read it, it wouldn’t say ‘Read’ in big letters, or maybe…
Duennhaw: Did you choke on my handsomeness and die, Bohn? It’s okay, Phii Duen understands that Phii Duen is very handsome.
Duennhaw: Hey? You bastard, did you really choke on my handsomeness?
Phii
BohnHandsomeandRichSohandsomethatNongDuenScreamsthatHeLikesIT:
Huh, you got me, you idiot.
Duennhaw: Huh?
Phii
BohnHandsomeandRichSohandsomethatNongDuenScreamsthatHeLikesIT:
Are you studying or not?
Man, answering a question with a question, what’s that about? But whatever, he might be embarrassed because Phii Duen’s body is better than his. Phii Duen is kind enough not to tease or rub it in, as we are indeed a limited edition, (as DadDirek said in the previous chapter).
Duennhaw: Yeah, I’m studying, why?
Phii
BohnHandsomeandRichSohandsomethatNongDuenScreamsthatHeLikesIT:
Go back to studying, feel sorry for the patients you’ll treat in the future. It’s not good to spend study time talking to guys like this, Nong Duen.
Duennhaw: …But that guy is you, Bohn.
Phii
BohnHandsomeandRichSohandsomethatNongDuenScreamsthatHeLikesIT:
Exactly, because it’s me, it’s not good.
What does that mean…Are you saying you’re so handsome that I can’t concentrate on my studies? Wow, what a self-absorbed person, there are plenty of guys more handsome than you, and you dare to boast with just an ordinary face.
Duennhaw: What’s this, I never understand when I talk to you, you bastard, damn! I’d better go back to studying.
Phii
BohnHandsomeandRichSohandsomethatNongDuenScreamsthatHeLikesIT:
Took you long enough to realize, you were just flirting with me.
Duennhaw: sends picture of middle finger
Bohn is such a pain. If I had a friend with his personality, I’d be stressed to death. How do Phii Boss and the others stand being friends with him? Wait, did he buy their friendship? He’s pretty rich, isn’t he?
Hmm, I feel like I forgot something…but whatever, Daonuea said if you forget something, it means it’s not important. Don’t worry, it’s okay. My little sister is really cute; she’s more than ten years younger than me. She’s seven years old, currently in first grade at a famous primary school in the area. Everyone in the family loves her so much because she’s adorable. Plus, since she’s so much younger than me, Mom and Dad are thrilled to have little Daonuea.
I’ll admit like a man that I’m smitten with my little sister. In my eyes, no matter what Daonuea does, it’s all adorable. I love it when she calls me Duenhaw and refers to herself as Daonuea; it’s fluffy, it’s cute, it’s…ahem, that’s it, but I would love it even more when she calls me ‘Phii’.
Oh, another LINE message. But this time it’s from Dad.
Dad-Direk, TheCoolestRichestMostStylishInThreeWorlds: Son.
DuenhawHandsome Cool And Silly But Truly in Love: Yes, khrap?
Dad-Direk, TheCoolestRichestMostStylishInThreeWorlds: Don’t forget what we talked about.
DuenhawHandsome Cool And Silly But Truly in Love: Oh, Dad, I won’t forget about picking up my beloved little sister.
Dad-Direk, TheCoolestRichestMostStylishInThreeWorlds: What are you talking about?
DuenhawHandsome Cool And Silly But Truly in Love: Oh, you didn’t mean about picking up Daonuea from school?
Dad-Direk, TheCoolestRichestMostStylishInThreeWorlds: Huh. No, I meant about taking your friends to the pub tonight. I’ve left some money behind the fridge. Use it all, don’t leave any.
Shit…whose dad is this, with such a dog-like heart, yet so kind!
TheCoolestRichestMostStylishInThreeWorlds: LINE your friends too, make sure you all go. Tell them to look after you well.
DuenhawHandsome Cool And Silly But Truly in Love: Does Dad-Direk care about Duenhaw?
Dad-Direk, TheCoolestRichestMostStylishInThreeWorlds: If not you, who else would I worry about?
DuenhawHandsome Cool And Silly But Truly in Love: I’m touched, you care about me too.
Dad-Direk, TheCoolestRichestMostStylishInThreeWorlds: Touched your dad huh?
DuenhawHandsome Cool And Silly But Truly in Love: But you are my dad!
TheCoolestRichestMostStylishInThreeWorlds: Yeah, whatever, if possible…and I mean if it’s possible, take a girl to a hotel room too.
DuenhawHandsome Cool And Silly But Truly in Love: Who would be interested in me, Dad?
TheCoolestRichestMostStylishInThreeWorlds: There must be someone, it’s just whether you realize it or not.
DuenhawHandsome Cool And Silly But Truly in Love: What do you mean? Why wouldn’t I notice? Is she a spy? Or some kind of secret agent like in the movies? Oh, will I have a wife who’s like James Bond?
TheCoolestRichestMostStylishInThreeWorlds: Looks like…you won’t be able to give me an heir, Duen. I’ve gone to work, I have a meeting today.
DuenhawHandsome Cool And Silly But Truly in Love: What’s that? Am I sterile?!
It’s rare for me to talk to Dad this much. Normally, he’s very busy and doesn’t have much time for the family. You might wonder what he does for a living; from his appearance, one might think he’s a company president or something like that. No, guess again. Businessman? Huh. Not even close. Tycoon? Well, he kind of looks like one, ha ha ha.
Let’s reveal it.
He’s in the Air Force.
And not just any rank, mind you. He’s an Air Chief Marshal, Direk of the Royal Thai Air Force. Wow, whose dad is this cool! (Note: This rank has been discontinued in Thailand for a long time. The author wrote it because…it’s cool.)
When I was a kid, before Daonuea was born, Dad was my idol. Although he didn’t have much time with the family, every time he had a break (which was rare), he chose to take the family on trips. I once asked him why he didn’t rest, do you know what he answered? “A father who has no time for his children and a husband who has no time for his wife isn’t cool.” That touched me.
“Duen, class is over, why are you sitting there smiling?” Man, why do you always interrupt me? Can’t I reminisce about my youth with Dad?
“Nothing.”
“Where are you going next? Are you heading home?” Oh, I haven’t even invited them yet.
“Are you guys free today?”
“Free, why?” Tingting replied while slinging her bag over her shoulder. It’s loaded with nothing but a camera, notebook, and a few books, but it’s super heavy, the heaviest. I once wanted to be a good person and help carry it, but as soon as I put it on, I nearly fell over…
“I’m free, what’s up?”
“Let’s go to a pub tonight.”
“…”
“?” Why are they quiet? Their faces are hilarious right now, mouths agape and eyes almost falling out.
“Who are you!?” Huh? Are you asking me, Ting?
“I’m Duenhaw.”
“No way. You might look the same on the outside, but you’re not on the inside!”
Tang and Ting stepped back from me in unison, shaking their heads as if to say, ‘Not true.’
“Nong Duen, my friend, won’t take us to places like that! Tell me where you’ve hidden it!” Come on, I’m Duen, the good doctor, the pride of the university.
“Hey, what’s wrong? I just invited you guys to hang out.” I asked, stepping closer, but they raised their hands as if to say, ‘Stay right there.’
“What do you mean ‘just’? You’ve only been to a pub twice in your life.” That’s right. The first time was for the freshman welcoming party, the second was when Ting won the photography award from a charity magazine.
“I must be dreaming…someone needs to slap me.”
“…”
Slap!
Before I could finish speaking, the slender hand of the faculty star slapped someone’s cheek hard. Shit, I felt the pain for him…oh, when Ting lowered her hand, there was a clear red handprint on Tang’s face. I told you, Ting isn’t as cute as people say; everyone’s deceived by her innocent facade.
“Ouch. Why did you slap me?!”
“You told me to slap you.”
“You followed my order so well, you could have done it gently, you know.”
“So, are we going or not?” To make sure they didn’t forget, I asked again.
“Let’s go. But are you sick, Duen?”
“I’m not feverish, or maybe it’s some internal complication.” They still haven’t stopped. If this is your diagnosis, it’s way off…I’ll burn whatever textbook you got that from. They didn’t just say it normally; they came over and touched my face like I was some rare artifact.
“I think we need to take you to the hospital immediately. If we leave it, it might be malignant.”
“Calm down, I’m okay, I’m perfectly normal.”
“And why do you want to invite us out?”
“Dad left money and told me to go out, said if possible, to take a girl to a hotel too.”
“Duen, I’ve been thinking for a while now.”
“Huh?”
“Your dad is really weird.”
“Yeah, what kind of father tells his son to do this?” I’ll tell you…it’s my dad, that’s who.
“And the best part is, your dad is an air force officer too.”
“Yeah, ha ha ha.”
“My dad is the coolest, I’ll call Phu real quick.” With that, I dialed Phu’s number immediately. I don’t usually call people; I prefer using LINE or texting. I have accounts on platforms like Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram, but I don’t really use them. My current profile picture is probably still from when I was in high school.
(Hello-oooooo)
“Have I ever told you that your voice sounds like a bald transvestite?”
(Your head is the one that’s bald, what do you need from Phii Phu, Nong Duen?) Ew. Don’t use that sweet, soft voice with me, Pinchan! It gives me goosebumps.
“I wanted to—”
(Phii Phu, huh? Phii Phu misses Nong Duen too, heh heh.) This is exactly his character; Phu always flirts with me like we’re lovers. Wait, to be more accurate, everyone in the group likes to do that with me. What I often hear from them is,
“Nong Duen, I love you so much.” “Phii Duen, do you want to sleep over at Tang’s tonight?” And Ram is a bit more subdued with, “Love….” then he likes to cuddle up like a puppy.
That’s why I’m so used to Bohn…
“Heh, I’m hanging up now.”
(Hey hey, wait, don’t play around and threaten to hang up. So, what’s up?) “Let’s go clubbing.”
(Who a-). I knew exactly what he was going to say, “Who are you?” Of course…
“This morning, my dad said I’m too good of a guy, that women like bad boys. And to be the kind of bad boy women like, you’ve got to start with drinking, flirting, smoking, and doing drugs. Any questions?”
(Damn, your dad is damn cool, I nominate him for father of the year, but…I think doing drugs isn’t the way for a real man. Did you add that yourself?)
“Yeah, I remembered it wrong a bit. So, are you coming? Ask Ram too.”
(Let’s go, Ram. Duen invites us to drink and flirt. Are you coming?/huh? Who’s that…)
(Dr. Duen, are you coming?/are you sick?)
(Ha ha, no, his dad told him to act bad.) Oh my. Listen to this…
(What’s the decision?/Yeah, I’m in.)
“Okay, I’ll LINE them to tell them where to go.”
(Yeah, yeah)
Rrr
“Where should we go?” I turned back to ask the two who were staring at me with wide eyes.
“How about ‘Mae’s House’? It’s close.” ‘Mae’s House’ isn’t someone’s home, but a well-known pub among university students. I know it too, I’ve passed by it on my way home but never gone in.
“Uh…let’s go with that then.” Honestly, I didn’t really want to go to this place; every time I pass by, there are always hospital ambulances there.
“You know the place, right, Duen?”
“Yeah, the place that is behind the uni where fights happen often, right?”
“Yeah, haha.”
“Then I’ll go pick up my little sister.” Little sister Daonuea will wait for Phii Duen for too long; I’m already missing her after not seeing her for several hours.
“Daonuea? I want to go too, I miss her.”
“Dream on.”
“Why be so possessive? You’re such a siscon!”
Look but don’t touch, touch but don’t look. Look and touch, a fine of one million two hundred thousand each time, Nong PhiiDuen, Phii Duen is possessive!!
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