written by Chakriya PHOU
The rain was falling.
A boy was sitting under the tree. Next to him was a younger boy. Next to the younger boy, it was another boy, smaller than him. After the smaller boy, there was a girl, about the size of the first boy’s size. She was carrying a baby, about six months old. All of them were wet.
The girl covered the little baby with a scarf. Once in a while, she looked at a bush that was not far from the tree.
Behind the bush, there was chatting.
“Are you sure?” A female’s voice.
“Yes. The fortune teller told the husband and wife that own that shop to have a kid next year, then they will become millionaires. I already searched. Husband’s birthday is the same as mine and wife’s birthday is the same as yours,” a man’s voice.
“Then hurry up.”
The rain continued for several minutes. Then it stopped.
A few seconds later, a limping man and a woman came out of the bush and walked towards the kids.
“It’s time to work,” he said.
“Yes, father,” the kids said, and the young girl gave the baby to the woman saying, “Mother, she cried but I persuaded her to sleep.”
The mother just nodded her head.
Following, the limping father took a lead by bringing his wife and children to the road junctions. When the traffic light was red, the family went to knock on the travelers’ cars window and asked for money.
