59 - Was Asked

He could not breathe. He wanted to ask Magnar why his kiss didn't touch his skin. It was as if he was pretending to kiss her and making someone jealous in the distance.

“This is the last one. Thank you for everything." What it said is meaningful. "Love him." Then he kissed her forehead.

Until Magnar disappeared from his sight, he still couldn't breathe. She wonders for what the kiss it gave and at the mysterious words she doesn’t know what for. He just shrugged his shoulders at the verse the man showed him and went to the farm house.

He was already in front of his room when he heard the voice of a man with great anger hidden to one side. With his brain so busy, he didn't even notice the presence of the person on the dark side.

"Is it fun?"

Based on its voice, if he's not deaf, it's Gheron.

“Are you happy with Magnar? It's late at night. ”

It was as if his voice had been left in his throat. He could not touch his tongue especially when it came out in the dark part. His hand was clasped and the look given to him was dark. He was sheltered by its steady stares that he could not possibly meet. He could see the anger there that if he was asked, he didn’t know what for.

"Is it fun, huh?" His voice hinted at his restraint ‘don’t shout at him.

"P-I'm sorry." He just looked down. His former brave aura was gone. If the Philippines was just around the corner, he might have left and gone home.

“Excuse me? You were given sick leave to rest, Ms. Antopina. Not to meet anyone and flirt with my friend. Magnar is engaged to someone already. ”

He closed his eyes for a moment. He didn't want to open his mouth lest what he might say in front of Gheron. To say flirt is that it hurts him because it's not true!

“I-I'm sorry, Mr. Winfrith. H-it won't happen again. ” It was as if something was stuck in his throat. It hurt as if her tears were connected and ready to drip them without saying goodbye.

“I will not condone this behavior next time, Ms. Antopina. Money is important to you, isn’t it? ”

He just nodded at the same time as his tears but he immediately wiped them away. He has no right to cry or be hurt now. He owns it and here he gets the money he earns for the family in the Philippines.

“Good. And next time I see you flirting with Magnar again, I will terminate your contract here. Don't even dream about my friend. We’re both rich but we don’t tie eyes — poor and money-looking like you, Ms. Antopina. Gold digger. ”

I’m not a gold digger! He wanted to shout that word but he had no strength. He did not have the strength to say that what it said against him was wrong. Magnar and I are just friends now and if he says the same thing, will anything change in his view? Nothing.

“Tomorrow. I need you by 6 A.M. You should be in the Green House those hours. You are as good as I can see. You hear me, Ms. Antopina? 6 A.M tomorrow. ”

"Y-yes Sir."

"Good."

It quickly left her eyes blurred with tears and unable to breathe. Her gaze was fixed on the man as if her heart was pounding with pain.

I will understand you Gheron. This is my karma so I accept the hurtful words that are thrown at me you to ‘me.

Heartbroken he opened the door and entered the room. Withered he changed clothes and soaked under the shower. It hurts, he wants to cry until the pain goes away… Until everything is numb.

Gheron… She can't even tell about the pain she's feeling…

Early in the morning Marie went to the Green House where she was staring. He is waiting for Gheron. At exactly six o'clock in the morning, Gheron arrived. Expressive eyes stared at him.

"Come with me."

He nodded and immediately followed the young man. He took the first step and took big steps so he almost ran to catch up with the young man.

“Here. Use it. ” Falling down it gave him the heavy men's equipment.

They are in the back where the men’s work can be done on the farm. Now the spring season is approaching, there is a little ice but the climate is still cold.

“Don't stare, Ms. Antopina. We came here for work, not just to stare. ”

"I'm sorry, sir."

It just growled as if ‘I don’t agree with him calling‘ Sir ’here.

Moments later they started working. The first thing they do is break the ice, but it's not hard work. Instead of a machine that could be used to remove ice, they did it manually. He was holding a large shovel.

"Is it still possible?"

"So much, Sir."

“Good. We will remove all the ice you see. ”

He was devastated by what Gheron said. How many hectares is its farm after all the ice is removed? Marie would just think about ‘that’ thing, like she wanted a body cooler. Does it punish him? Because if he did, he would accept that punishment but it was just not fair.

I can handle this. For my family! I can do this. He was encouraging.

Gheron left him there alone for a while. He said he would do something and it would come back soon so he was alone first. He just nodded and continued what he had started. He’s not even 1/8 in volume yet!

“Marie! Why are you doing that? ”

Fidel was the one he saw approaching him quickly. It was alone, maybe some of their colleagues were in the canteen and having coffee.

“W-nothing. I just trip here to work. It's boring in the Green House. ” He lied. Once he told Fidel the truth, ‘it won’t stop him from asking questions until he gets bored.

“If I hadn't known that you were hardworking, I would have wondered if Gheron was punishing you for your misfortune to him. That’s mine, I’ll help you. ”

He could no longer react when it took the shovel back from him. This in itself removes small amounts of ice.

“We have a machine. Can we use that to make it easier? ”

“No. The shovel is better. It's mine, it's mine. ” He took the shovel here again. The two quarreled like feet and ended up laughing out loud when he fell and sank the chair on the icy ground.

"Sorry Marie!" He quickly attended to her and helped her to her feet. "Don't be mad at me, I just want to help you."

He laughed. "It's nothing."

It took a few seconds before it fell silent. "Marie, is that you?"

"Huh?"

“Iyan! ‘Those smiles of yours you always resent in‘ min. Is that you? Are you smiling and laughing? ”

He just teased the young man. “I'm going to work. Come back and you might get scolded. ”

"Who's going to be mad at me?"

"Me."

They both stiffened as Fidel at Gheron's loud voice. Exactly when they look back, Gheron's serious face is what they see and he can't fathom what it's thinking.

“Go back to your work, Mr. Ramos. ”

"Yes, sir." Fidel quickly turned away but before that he smiled at him first. He just nodded at the young man as well.

“And you, Ms. Antopina, I just left you for a while, you want to flirt like this with Mr. Ramos? ”

He was stunned by what he heard but he held back. Gheron just calls him that but he doesn't know the whole story so he lets it go. This is his Boss. It’s his boss and he’s just an employee who needs money and work.

"I-I'm sorry, sir." He looked down. Now that he knows Gallagher Svensson’s real name, he’s confused what surname he should address to it.

Just lift the corner of its lip and turn away. "Follow me."

He was secretly blown away by the wind and quickly followed the young man. As before, its steps were still large so it was hard for him to chase every step of Gheron. They stopped at a Green House. That is not yet accessible. It is also at the far end of the farm and they often go to fruit pickers.

“Here. Plant them all. ” It pointed to the elite strawberry runners at a table.