Jan Dara the Beginning Page #6

Only your grandfather's sister has lived to

take care of the business.

She has only two grandchildren.

Your mother, Miss Dara, who grew up in Bangkok.

And myself, who grew up in Pijit.

One day I went to the temple and I met Jom,

who became my lover.

But our love was forbidden,

because our families are sworn enemies.

We had to keep it a secret,

we had to hide our relationship from our families.

At that time, I gave myself to Jom,

because I loved him from the bottom of my heart.

One day grandmother took your mother

to visit our house in Pijit.

Miss Dara was a breathtaking beauty.

She was also a young millionaire,

so her reputation preceded her.

She had so many suitors, young and old,

merchants and civil servants.

One day I went to see Jom

where we always had our trysts.

But for the first time he didn't turn up,

and I never thought that it was a forewarning.

That same afternoon grandmother

took Miss Dara to visit a relative in a distant village.

On the way back, Jom and two other men

ambushed them and kidnapped your mother

into the forest.

Help me!

Jom ravaged her during that horrible

fortnight in the woods.

When the police finally tracked down his hideout...

there was a gunfight.

The bodies of Jom's friends floated down

the stream into the city.

But the police didn't find Jom,

they only found the half-dead Dara.

Maybe Jom got away, but no one knew

and no one ever saw him again.

Grandmother hurried to bring your mother

back to Bangkok

to put the memory of

such horrendous incident behind.

But soon after, your mother was pregnant,

and grandmother had to cover up the scandal

by finding a suitable man to marry her.

She found Lord Wisnandecha, a palace official

from an aristocratic family

that had fallen from grace.

He became Miss Dara's husband and your "father".

So my real father is...

Jom.

Yes.

So you've raised me and protected me

with great love and mercy...

because I'm Jom's son.

Because you're the son of

the two people I loved the most.

Hurry up, or you' II miss the train.

Ma'am, since we were young,

Master Jan and I are always together.

Please let me continue to serve him in Pijit.

I beg you.

Please.

Then pack your things.

Poom, help him.

Yes, ma'am.

Stop here.

Hyacinth...

It's you.

Jan! Where have you been?

We were just talking about you!

I have to go to Pijit now,

I don't know when I' II be back.

I' II write you.

Please remember that I' II never forget you.

I have to go.

This is it.

Goodbye Aunt Wad.

Start a new life in Pijit.

Goodbye, Mother.

Take care of Master Jan.

You can trust me.

You'd better get going.

Right, Aunt Wad.

Take care of yourself.

Goodbye Poom.

Goodbye sir.

Aunt Wad, since I'm not his real son,

can I change my last name?

You can use your mother's family name.

I' II use my mother's name.

From now on I'm "Jan Dara".

What's a beautiful name.

Jan Dara says goodbye now.

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