I was staring at him blankly and fell into a trance because of his beauty, my mother ran to him hurriedly to support him because of his injuries and I snapped back into reality. Her reflexes as a nurse really never left her. She knows exactly what she's doing. She helped him sit down on our couch gently as if he was a fragile baby while on the other hand my father was wary of his every action. My father is the owner of our town's farm and he helps from time to time so the town will have enough vegetables and fruits. And just as much as he cares for his plants, he is also quite protective of us. He is ready to take a bullet for us. However, he is scared of my mom. But even so, he cares a lot for Mom and he doesn't like the fact that she is so close to an unknown man; not because of jealousy but because he's worried. You see, my mom is quite a kind person and she helps people when she can. The time when just the two of us went to the city to buy medical supplies for our clinic, we came across a homeless man that seems to be unconscious and lying on the cold ground. no one seems to bother looking at him. I mean people usually just mind their own business these days. So, because my mom couldn't take it, she helped him. She did what she could to help him thinking that he was pitiful. "Stellar, as you can see there are a lot of less fortunate people in the world. We may not be able to help turn their wheel of life, even a little kindness won't hurt." She told me as she tried to check the man lying on the ground. I can feel her sincerity and her kindness from her every word to her actions. It would have been great until she was almost stabbed. At that time, I was thankful that I did not have my mother's trait of being kind. I am wary like my father and I was so glad. I grabbed my mother away from the man but he was able to steal my mom's bag and ran away. Even so, I didn't care about the bag. I was just glad that I was not a second too late in my judgment. My mom was pretty much traumatized afterward and was silent the whole time we went back to town. I can in her eyes the shame she felt. Her eyes shouted that she felt like she ate every word she told me. "The world is supposed to have a dark place to maintain the balance," I said as I held my mother's hand. Although I want her to be wary and think about her safety, I don't want her to change herself because of one incident. It's enough that me and my father worry for her and my siblings. However, I still said everything that happened to my father when we came back home and I explained to him thoroughly so he'll understand and so we met at ground level and came to an agreement. I know my father would not want Mom to change too. Even so, that is the reason why he is protective. While I try to protect my two younger siblings, my father watches out for Mom. My father trusts me enough to protect my siblings. So then my mom helped the man sit down and when he just sat down we heard a growl. All of us looked at each other's eyes. We're communicating telepathically through our eyes asking who that was. When I looked at the man he was blushing from embarrassment and shame. It turns out it was his stomach growling because he was hungry. My mom then told me to prepare food for him while she tries to check on him. I placed the plates and the food on the table in front of him. " I don't know if you have any allergies or food preferences but if you do please do tell me," I said while I looked at him with my eyes full of worries. He looked so beat up and malnourished. If he was able to eat properly or live properly his health will be much better and he would shine even brighter. I thought to myself. He looked so pitiful and I can't just stop wondering just what in the world happened to him to reach such a weak body. He looks great as he is but he would look even better if he was a bit healthier than now. " You don't have to tell me if you are uncomfortable, you can just set aside the food that you can't eat," I said. He looked me straight in the eyes innocently and tilted his head a bit showing me that he didn't understand what I said. I tried to explain it to him but he looked even more puzzled. I was feeling frustrated because I don't know what to do. "Mōshiwakearimasenga, wakarimasen." He said while bowing to me. I was dumbfounded and I don't know what to say or do. What the heck?! What am I supposed to say? How am I supposed to respond to him? I looked at Mom and Dad for help but they know nothing about it too. He saw how frustrated I looked and tried his best to communicate. "S-sorry, I...no...english...I...Japanese". He said with a lot of effort, he looked like he tried his best and, I can feel his sincerity. I didn't know what to say or do because I don't know if he can understand it so I just smiled at him sincerely and tried my best to assure him that he can eat the food hoping he has no allergies or anything he can't eat among them. I looked at him while he ate and It seems that his hands were still shaky. I wanted to help so I decided to feed him. I fed him the porridge first because he might not be able to digest the other food yet. He looked down from embarrassment so I patted his shoulders and smiled at him to ensure him that it is all fine. I don't know what happened to him but in the meantime while he was still with us, something in me wanted him to be healthier, happier, and have a better future. I know I will not be part of it but I wish I get to help him even just a bit to achieve the future he deserves.
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