A Thousand Flowers
Chapters 24. Incheon Airport
A year had passed since the return of Izzah from the Land of a Thousand Flowers. The girl is now ready to live a new life in another foreign land. Far from family and friends. Trying to complain about fate in order to achieve goals.
A commercial aircraft landed at Incheon International Airport, South Korea.
At 17:30. From the arrival door, Izzah breezed out, pulling his suitcase. He was amazed to see the luxury and splendor of Incheon Airport. For a moment he stopped his steps to enjoy the sight of people passing by.
“Waah ... very good! It deserves this airport to be the largest airport in Asia and was named the best airport in the world by Global Traveler for three years in a row.”
“Ckckck!” Izzah clucked in admiration.
“Truly awesome!” Izzah unceasingly praised the airport which he had just stepped on for the first time.
“Oh yes, Mother .…” Izzah just remembered to call his mother.
He reached into his pocket to pull out a cell phone. Just as he was about to press the dial button, suddenly the sea of humans moved simultaneously towards Izzah. I don't know where it came from. Izzah's phone fell off. Izzah tried to break through the crowd. Wandering around looking for his phone that was kicked to and fro.
Izzah is desperate. The strength of the push from dozens or maybe even hundreds of people made Izzah's suitcase regardless of his grasp.
He struggled to break free from the crowd. However, the more he tried to move out, the more he was pushed back and confined.
Izzah looked around him, figuring out what was really going on. Suddenly dozens of flashes of light dazzled his eyes. With a squint, Izzah finally realized that he was confined in a crowd of media crews.
“Hem .. there must be someone important. Artist are?” he muttered as he searched for a prominent figure among the crowd.
“Anywhere, being near important people does make a hassle.” Izzah grumbling. He's getting desperate.
“Please give your confirmation Mr. Shin. Did you really reject the matchmaking offer with Miss Kim?”
“Do you already have a lover?”
Izzah faintly heard the question addressed to someone. Izzah turned his head, following the light of the blitz.
About three steps behind him, stood a man in his late twenties. He tried to cover his face with his left hand. While the other hand carries a briefcase. Airport security officers were trying to protect the man.
From the outside, a young man ran, looking for someone. He jumped so he could see the figure in the middle of the crowd.
The ocean of media crews is getting hotter. Izzah was getting scared. He kept stepping back. His steps stopped when he felt like he was hitting someone. Izzah twisted the body, hoping to escape from the crowd.
“Sial!” maki Izzah was deep in heart as she found no gap to get out.
Piqued. Izzah looked up, looking at the man he thought was the source of the problem. Izzah. The man in front of him was very handsome. For a moment the two of them stared at each other intensely without a word.
The deg! The deg! Deg.
The man felt his heart beating. His gaze was fixed on the eyes of the girl who stood so close to him. It was like being bewitched and immersed in the charm of the girl's eyes.
Blitz rays increasingly milling, making Izzah help protect his eyes. He awakens from the charm that seems to seduce him. His frustration is back.
Question after question is constantly heard. But the man remained silent. Izzah could no longer hold back.
The man's eyes emitted flashes of anger. His hands were firmly clutching his briefcase. He felt stupefied. No one has ever dared to criticize his actions. Everyone is subject to his words and commands.
Seeing that the man was still silent and continued to cover his face, Izzah grew even more black.
“Waah ... really arrogant this guy. Have you ever been taught how to respect others? Is it difficult to answer the questions of the reporters?” rutuk Izzah in heart. His gaze was filled with anger.
Thousands of questions sounded like the buzzing of bees in Izzah's ears. The atmosphere is getting hot.
“Answers! Or are you indeed happy to see others stuck in trouble because of you?” Izzah started to get dizzy. Sweaty pouring. It seems like it lacks oxygen. His breathing began to short.
“Aw!” Izzah gave a weak shriek as he was pushed back and locked, unable to move at all.
Seeing Izzah's condition, the anger in the man's eyes dimmed. Heart's full. As Izzah screamed in pain, he somehow felt like protecting the girl. Spontaneously he lowered the hand that had always covered his face. He grabbed the girl and twisted her body, turning her back as a shield to withstand the strong encouragement of news starving media crews.
Izzah started to limp. The man finally relented and said out loud to the sea of reporters.
“Alright! I will take thirty minutes to answer all of your questions. But before that, please give way so that this Miss can get out of here.”
The crowd of reporters split open, paving the way. The man pulled Izzah out.
The young man who had run away to find someone immediately greeted the man as soon as he saw him coming out of the crowd, looking at a girl.
“Sorry, Sir. I was late to pick up because I was stuck in traffic.” The young man bowed.
“Take this Miss to hotel X,” the man's orders are withholding indignation. He ignored the young man's apology for picking him up.
“Good, Master!” The young man helped Izzah find his scattered suitcase.
Once sitting in the car, Izzah leaned back his tired body. Limply.
“Please deliver to this address, Sir!” pinta Izzah handed me a piece of paper with an address.
“But Miss ... Mr. Shin asked me to drive you to hotel X,” denied the young man while glancing at the girl sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror. However, he still took the paper Izzah offered.
“We don't know each other. There is no reason for me to obey his orders.” Izzah refused firmly.
The young man followed Izzah's will. After arriving at his destination, he turned his car back to the airport.
Shin Seo Hyun had just finished her impromptu press conference. He massaged his sore shoulder due to the push-pushing action of the media crew.
He walked to the parking lot waiting for an invitation. Suddenly his steps stopped. His eyes saw a cell phone just lying on the floor. He picked up the phone and checked it. When he found the phone dead, he kept it in his pants pocket.
Almost an hour Shin Seo Hyun waited for the car to pick him up. The driver immediately ran down to open the door. As soon as the car door opened, Shin Seo Hyun immediately threw his butt in the car seat. Exhaustion. The car drove to Seoul.
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