60 - Punishment

His gaze is fixed on the strawberry runners. They were ready to be moved and planted but when he looked at the type of soil to plant, he was shaken out of nowhere.

Strawberries are well suited to deep, sandy loam soil rich in organic matter. But the soil in the Green House where they are standing, acidic soil and can be planted there is Blueberries or Earlier Marie had gone 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.

His gaze is fixed on the strawberry runners. They were ready to be moved and planted but when he looked at the type of soil to plant, he was shaken out of nowhere.

Strawberries are well suited to deep, sandy loam soil rich in organic matter. But the soil in the Green House where they are standing, acidic soil and can be planted there is Blueberries or he ate. He is also hungry.

"Hey-hey, Marie!"

"What?" he couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Nothing." It grinned. "Go eat. Let's try this before I get beaten up. ”

"What to beat?"

“Nothing. Let's eat and I'm hungry too. ”

Better that. That was what he had been waiting for Magnar to say and he was hungry. The third time they ate together he was happy. Closure is really maybe this or maybe this is what they call the maturity of each person… The ability to make friends with the person who hurt him for four years.

“Oh, why would you stare at me like that? If you think I want something— ”

"You look crazy." He stared at it.

Magnar laughed at him. They were both in that position when Gheron caught up with them. He suddenly stiffened in his seat

"Wait-wait, Marie!" Magnar quickly grabbed him by the hand and pulled him to sit down as he stood up to finish planting the strawberry runners.

“We are still eating.

"Magnar!"

“Oh, Gal! Here you are. Eat first."

As he took refuge in the presence of Gheron. Its gaze is fixed on them, especially on him. Its hands are clenched and ready to punch anyone in sight.

“Ms. Antopina. ” Even its voice is scary to listen to. It is like thunder that anyone who listens will be afraid.

"S-sir!"

“Come on, Gal. Don’t be rude. Marie and I are still eating. ”

"Shut the hell up motherfucker!"

Marie sighed at the strength of Gheron's voice. Only now did he see that the young man's voice was very angry and he was dazzled by his eyes. Afraid. Confused what to do. To eat or to plant again so that the young man will not be angry.

"Don't yell at me, Gal," Magnar calmly said, still able to eat some rice.

Gheron didn't answer but went straight out of the Green House. His gaze followed the young man and he seemed to want to chase him and ask why he was so angry now.

“Let him go, Marie. He's just jealous because you have cookies and then we don't like him. ”

“He was angry with you because it was my work time and here I am still eating. Let's just hurry and then I'll go back to planting. ”

"Okay!" She smiled sweetly as if to annoy him.

He quickly finished the food and Magnar was even surprised because he looked like a soldier who ate 1-2-3. Then, he ran towards the strawberries and started again the work he had left.

Magnar also helped him plant but he sent it home. Maybe it's time for Gheron to come back, they'll fight. He saw how they used to fight in front of him so it was unlikely that they would fight.

But the whole day ended without her seeing the man. Magnar had just returned home, without Gallagher Svensson or Gheron. There is no Gheron to check his work to see if it is perfect in its eyes. He seemed to want to be nervous at the thought of it not showing. His mind was dictating something else especially and he could feel the strength of his heartbeat.

He quietly made his way to the Farm house to pick up his belongings there and return them to the staff house. Judith wanted to go with him but her jowa called so she just went first and it followed.

Every step he took on the stairs Marie was swallowed up. Her heart pounded even more when she could see the front door.

Why do I feel like there are eyes already staring at ‘me? He bit his lip and took a deep breath for a moment. Some of it enters his mind. He must have been relieved to think that Gheron might be in the dark and suddenly appear in front of him.

He was just opening the door of his room when someone spoke behind him and it was Gheron's voice.

"Are you happy with Magnar?"

"Huh?"

He couldn't even turn around when Gheron grabbed his arm and pulled him into the room. He quickly closed the door and… He could read something else with his eyes. Angry. Intense anger that will soon consume him. This is not Gheron! This was not the man he had met Gheron.

"I thought money was everything for you?" full of its insulting promise, "Why now, I see you flirting with my friend?" It laughed out loud and Marie would admit she didn’t like the tone of Gheron’s voice. “Ah, because my friend is rich. Damn! Gold digger bitch. ”

“S-sir, n-you drank. We can talk about it tomorrow. ” He chose to ignore the hurtful words he said.

"Tomorrow?"

His grip on his arm tightened and he was in pain. He wanted to complain but something seemed to be holding his throat to do that thing.

"Talk to me tomorrow so that you can make my friend Magnar even more angry, right ?!" It pushed him aside.

Napaigik naman he especially when his hip hit the edge of the table. It hurt but the words he heard it let out hurt even more. He wanted to think that just because he drank it so it is like this now.

"G-gheron not like that. You drank and— ”

"Gheron?" Her eyes widened and she took a big step closer to him. He grabbed her arm and she didn't expect the sudden crossing of his kiss on her lips.

The kiss it gave was punishable because he could taste his own blood from his lips that Gheron was forcing open with his tongue.