CHAPTER 3

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  "Good." Good's mother called him while piling pancakes on his plate. His father is in an opposite seat reading silently as he sips coffee from time to time. Good raised his head with a piece of pancake still hanging from his lips. "When are you going to have a girlfriend? Don't tell me, you are planning to be alone for the rest of your life? I and your dad are not always alive may I remind you." Anya pointed at her son's face with the fork he is holding as Good just blinked his eyes. This is always their morning routine, the queen of the house nagging not because his son is a naughty child but because he is too good... Hence the name, no intended pun. Well looked at his Dad and the two men's eyes meet like quietly talking. "Spare me with that telepathy thing you two always have, it's annoying!." "We just have to wait for that, hon, Good is still young," Lee said to his wife as he goes back to reading. "Our house is becoming like a museum... You two are like a ghost, the father only talks when asking to... While the son just doesn't talk at all, sometimes I am tempted to buy those talking birds maybe that way I won't lose my mind." Anya sat down while glaring at her husband who only shrugged and her son who looked up the ceiling as if thinking intently. She should have added more children to the family but if it's the same as Good what is she going to do with her silent life? "Mom, girls are weird." Good suddenly said. The poor mother almost spat out the pancake she's chewing upon hearing Good. "What nonsense are you talking about? So I'm weird to you?.!." The veins on Anya's neck are about to pop in annoyance. "Just let him be, he will find the right one soon." Lee seems to take pity on his wife put down the papers and talk to Anya. "When? When we are both dead? Who's going to take care of him? He can't even boil water, remember that time I asked him to boil water? It's good thing I arrived in time if not we will have burnt water or a house, he only knows how to drive from home to work and work to the home beyond that he will end up lost... I can't ask him for an errand because he will just say the supermarket moved away or the person died if he can't find it... What kind of reasoning is that? He doesn't have a social life if only that Friend of his that always calling him and dragging him anywhere is here in Thailand maybe we don't have to worry that much." Anya is really worried about her son. Before he is glad that Good is a homebody kid, he doesn't have to worry about bad influences but now that he is still the same... She's seriously worried about what will he become in the future. She doubts if her son even talks to his colleagues when even at home he rarely talks. She gazed at her husband as her eyes throw a dagger at the poor man. "It's your fault." She accused him. "What? What's my fault?." Did Lee ask in confusion? "He got that characteristic from you! You barely talk just as him, now looked at your son!." She frustratedly slaps her hands on the table as she tries to make his point across. "Look, there's nothing wrong with your son... Maybe he is worst than me but it's our personality, it's his personality... I'm sorry if we frustrate you most of the time but I prefer listening to you alright?." Lee said coaxing his sulking wife. Lee was like Good. He is silent but he socialized, unlike Good who doesn't like interacting with people. He wonders if it's his fault that his son comes out like that... But he doesn't want to think that way because for him Good is a perfect son any father could have. Good is done eating in no time. But the funny thing is, even though he is the topic of a discussion he is just sitting there doing his thing without any reaction at all. Like he tuned out everything. "Thank you, Mom." Good give his mother a quick hug and he is gone. What can a mother do than melt to that simple gestures from her strange son right? "See what he is doing? He always does that! He won't defend himself but he will do something that makes me just turn into a puddle instead." Anya turned to his husband who just smiles. "Then it is your fault for falling for it every time, he will be fine, you will see." "I'm just worried if he will ever find a wife." Anya sighed in desperation. Maybe she can go see a matchmaker? A Feng Shui expert? Jaxion stayed the night at the leisure life's penthouse because he was busy the whole day yesterday. Handling business like hotels and casinos is a handful for him with all the technical aspects that have to be taken care of. Planning to just have breakfast downstairs, Ax just put on a shirt and cargo shorts not worried to encounter any of his employees for he is confident in his looks whatever he wears. His mind wanders to that guy who keeps on poking his nerve every time they met. He is still tempted to fire him but uncle Bomee said he is good at his job and if it's true then he also can benefit from that. He just has to accept that that guy has a different way of thinking. He is not always at the main of Leisure Life so chances of their path crossing may be slimmed. But who can tell the future? Not him because the moment he stepped out of the elevator the said guy is like a tornado, is about to slip inside his private lift. Jaxion's hand shoot fast as he pulls the back of Good's shirt back. "Where are you going?." Ax asked. How many times he had to tell this guy that his private elevator is just for him to use and there are four other more for the residents, visitors, and employees. "Work." Good's short reply. "I know that what I'm asking is why are you going to use my private life when it's not open for you?." Jaxion is afraid he will have a bald spot in the future if he keeps on bumping with this guy. "But it was open." Well pointed out. "What I mean is it's not open for the public!." Ax is hungry but now he is hungrier. How come this guy can easily make him this agitated? Good looked down at his shoes before looking back up to Jaxion's face. "Okay." Good ducked to free himself from his boss's grasp but Ax's day is ruined already as he dragged Good with him to the restaurant. Maybe he can nail some sense to this i***t's brain once and for all. Jaxion proceeds on ordering tons of food and took just a portion as he pushes the rest in front of Good.  "Eat all of that, don't waste food," Jaxion commands as he started eating. "I'm poor," Good said making Ax confused. "Huh?." "I don't have money." Good explained. Ax rolled his eyes, just a simple I'm not going to pay why does he have to say that he is poor? "I never said you will be paying unless you haven't finished it all then you will pay." Jaxion silently grins at the thought. He is not serious about that, but he wanted to see what will Good going to do. Good did not reply as he surveys the table. He started taking a piece of every food in front of him as if tasting everything with Jaxion can't help but be weirded with the sight. "What are you doing?." Ax can't stop himself but asked as his fork stayed suspended in the air. Good tilted his head to the side before taking a bite on the biggest toast he have ever seen. "Eating." Should Jaxion feel insulted on the unsaid isn't it obvious connotation on Good's action. "Why do you have to taste everything first?." Ax asked after calming himself. "I don't know." "You are doing it but you don't know why?." Ax in all ridiculousness of his encounter with Good is at his wit's end. How one single person can carry all weirdness of his family and antagonize him like this? "Can I eat now?." Good asked instead of answering Jaxion's question but still, he didn't wait for a reply as he started eating ignoring the existence of the other. Jaxion's hold on his knife and fork tightened at the blatant disrespect. "I can fire you right about now you know." "Okay." How to threaten a person that never feels threatened at all? Why Can and Good are best of friends even they are pole opposite? Because they love food, they love to eat and Jaxion miscalculated him... Again. Good gobble everything like someone who hasn't eaten anything for days making Jaxion's jaw dropped to the floor. "Are you even human?!." "Thank you for the food." Good, now his head turned to leave. "Not so fast! I never said you can go now." "I have work." "I'm the boss." "My son needs formula." "What?!." Good looked down at his shoes as if thinking hard then he looks at Ax intently. Something that he has been doing. "Are you depressed?." "What?." Jaxion's eyes twitch in the sudden question. Good pulled out his phone and type something as Ax hasn't recovered yet. "Depression (major depressive disorder) is a common and serious medical illness that negatively affects how you feel, the way you think, and how you act. Fortunately, it is also treatable. Depression causes feelings of sadness and/or a loss of interest in activities once enjoyed." Good read on what's on his screen. ( I'm sure it's Google...coz I did the same ?) Then Good's phone suddenly rings. Good press the answer button but he only listens to what the other line is saying. "Where you?." "At the restaurant, on the ground floor." "You know that you are late right?." Good turn to the silent Jaxion that is watching him. "A guy said he is my boss dragged me here." Oh, so all along Good doesn't believe Jaxion. "Give me that!." Ax snatch the small gadget as he saw Bomee's name on the screen. "Uncle it's me." "Why is Good with you?." "It's a long story." "I told you already you will just become this frustrated if you don't avoid him... You are not listening." "Uncle, I'm his boss... I've been telling him that but this guy doesn't believe me? That's insulting me face to face." "Right now, you don't sound like a boss to me, you are like a kid that been ignored by his playmates." Jaxion's free hand grabbed the escaping Good and did not let go. "It's not that, I just hate that he keeps on ignoring what I am saying repeatedly." "And I already told you, if it's not something about his work then he will just ignore you... The whole building knows that but you, I know it's your ego talking here but you are a mature man don't be such a child because of one person." Jaxion felt offended. Now he is acting like a child when he is the victim here? That's unacceptable. "I will borrow him for a day," Jaxion said when a lightbulb of ideas suddenly appeared inside his head. "Jaxion! What are you planning?!." Jax did not respond as he cut the call. "You, you have to come with me." He didn't give Good a chance to escape as he did not let go of the poor one's arm. Good is stumbling on his feet as he tried to keep up with Jaxion's big steps. "I need to pee." "I don't care." "The earth is about to explode." "Shut up!."
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