The twists and turns here, you can, never predict what happens, next…translated…
“Let’s go visit him?” he’d inquired, but his eldest brother didn’t respond, he’d waited awhile, then added, “what do you say?”…………
He’d decided not to prod, this too silent, eldest brother of his.
After they ate, he started having stomach troubles, he’d rubbed his stomach, and that was when his eldest brother started, “Told YOU to NOT talk about weird things when we eat.”
Yeah, sure, what’s all this talk of cancer during the mealtimes, why did I ever mention the hospital, knowing how difficult it is to get through to my eldest brother, and…………
“Well, I’m afraid, that I might forget to tell it to you, that’s why I’d told you.”
He’d explained himself, but, his eldest brother became, silent, once, more.
Yeah, all’s been said, just stay silent if you wish.
He’d given his eldest brother a ride home, the two took off their masks, washed their hands, he’d plugged in the kettle to get the water heated up, put the filters in, and started, grinding the beans, and the eldest brother’s voice came, “do remember, to warm up the mugs”, oh, oh, he’d then, filled up the mug with the broiling water, one tiny mug for each of them, the lighter colored was his brother’s, the darker, his own, the cups used were of light yellow shade, his eldest wasn’t keen on anything else, but the coffee cups. Yes, he’d recalled his eldest brother, mentioning to him, how he’d collected countless mugs with his former lover that’s cream yellow in color, they’d had sets of two each time they’d bought the new ones. They would sit opposite of one another, and drink together, hmmmmmmmm, this is, way more, elegant than dressing in matching outfit. How did they break up? He’d heard, that there was another lover, he’d not known for sure, and didn’t dare, to inquire.
Their coffee time ended in their silently drinking out of their independent mugs separately, he’d washed the mug up, called out, “I’m off”, opened the door, gone to the China berry in the courtyard, and felt that cold wind against his, face, uh-oh, forgotten his mask. He’d returned, gone up the elevators. Returned back to his eldest brother’s, not daring to say another word, he’d picked up the mask, then left immediately.
“I say…” his eldest brother’s voice echoed from behind him, “let’s go see that person the week after next”.
He was surprised at the request, stated, “Sure, why not”.
Like a youngest child who got away from a strict father, he’d, moved to his car, he’s forty, so why does he still, fear this eldest brother of his so.
Then, the week after the next came soon enough, he’d driven to pick up his eldest brother to go eat, and, out of habit, returned back to his eldest brother’s place for coffee, as the car was on the road, suddenly, he was told to turn the car around, for him to drive to Dr. Wang’s, this came with no warnings, and, would it not be a shame, if the patient is, asleep. As they got to the location, the elevator went up to the third floor. The clinic was tiny in scale, btu there were, six single wards on the third floor, and, those who were there, were all who’d not wanted to get checked in by name at the major hospitals, the bigshots, the man who’d stayed in the papaya shake colored room, ws actually his second eldest brother, whom he’d gone to visit behind his eldest brother’s back many a times already, his second eldest brother with his pale yellow face, begged him to bring his eldest brother to visit, and mumbled, “I’m so afraid I will never get to see him again!”, and his eldest had not gone to see him, not once. When, did these two older brothers of his started getting on each other’s, bad side?
He’d knocked on the door, the two of them entered in, his second eldest brother was propped up on the bed, with Dr. Wang, sitting on his bed, drinking coffee with him. That good looking doctor, saw them, immediately got up, after all, it would NOT be proper for the doctor to sit on the bed of his patients, and his eldest brother never once, looked straight at Dr. Wang in the eyes, not even, once, nor did he say a single word to his second eldest brother either.
Yet, he’d felt, that weird vibe, it was, the coffee cup, both his second eldest’s, and Dr. Wang’s, were the light yellow coffee cups, he’d known that style too well, he was the one, who’d, made the coffee at his eldest brother’s, home that time.
He became dumbfounded, there was something inside his mind, he couldn’t quite make out what, his eldest tossed a stuffed red envelope onto the bed, then walked toward the elevator outside, he’d looked at the two, dumbfounded holding the coffee cups, blurted, “I will go too then!”, rushed down the stairs, he could catch up to his eldest who took the elevators right? He’d known, he’d, behaved, foolishly, again, he’d, acted in that script of fools.
And so, this, is how it goes, when the brothers fall in love with the same man, and maybe, the brothers weren’t ready to come out of the closets, but, they were still all found out, getting caught, in that, love, triangle.
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