A Thousand Flowers
Chaptre 67. Finally Open Also

The hour hand was already showing at eight p.m. as Izzah glanced at the watch in his hand. The weather was getting colder to the point that the white mist billowed thickly each time he exhaled.

With a gontai step Izzah entered his house. Shin Seo Hyun who was waiting for Izzah's answer followed Izzah from behind.

Izzah circulates the view to every corner of the house that has been a week more uninhabited. It looks like a pile here and there, but it doesn't have the energy to clean it.

His heart was too tired that all his strength would evaporate out of nowhere and there was nothing left. If there were no Shin Seo Hyun, it would be like he was laying down on a thin mattress that had been stretched.

“Please wait outside for a moment! I'll clean it up for you,” said Shin Seo Hyun, as if I can read Izzah's mind.

At first glance Izzah turned to Shin Seo Hyun, then went back out according to his orders.

As fast as lightning Shin Seo Hyun cleaned every corner of Izzah's house. His hands were very skilled at wagging, wiping and rearranging the items he shifted.

Shin Seo Hyun smiled with satisfaction at the results of her work. Especially after stretching out the thin mattress for Izzah.

When Izzah entered because he could not withstand the cold of the night wind at the end of autumn, he was flabbergasted. Indeed, he admired the dexterity of Shin Seo Hyun who was able to make his house back in such a short time.

“Thank you,” said Izzah flat, without a smile on his face.

“Sleep if you're tired!” shin Seo Hyun said as she patted the mattress she was sitting on.

“Huh?” Izzah's forehead is wrinkled.

“Ah, sorry,” said Shin Seo Hyun, aware of the awkwardness of Izzah.

Quickly he stood up. Irrespective of the behavior of Shin Seo Hyun who looks a bit clumsy it makes Izzah smile thinly.

“It's okay. Be seated! I still have another mattress,” Izzah said as he opened his closet door.

Hearing Izzah's reply, Shin Seo Hyun sat down again.

For a while Izzah stared at his empty closet. There's only a piece of suit hanging. Izzah. It was a shirt that was covered by someone as he fell asleep in the medical parlor.

He pulled out the suit and glanced at Shin Seo Hyun who was sitting on his bed.

“Could this have Director Shin?” inner Izzah.

He stared fixedly at Shin Seo Hyun who closed his eyes.

As if I could feel Izzah's gaze, Shin Seo Hyun suddenly opened her eyes. Making Izzah gasp and hurriedly look away.

“What's up?” ask Shin Seo Hyun. He frowned when he saw Izzah was a little nervous.

“Oh ... this .. I just remembered. Does this shirt belong to Mas Dirga?” Izzah asked, revealing the clothes he was holding.

Shin Seo Hyun stood up and approached Izzah, then took the shirt from the girl's hand. After watching for a while, he replied.

“Iya. Just leave it here! I accidentally left it when I took your clothes.”

“Why is that? I don't need it anymore. You can take it back. And ... thank you for lending it to me,” Izzah said in a sad tone.

“Tell me if you have a problem!” shin Seo Hyun said, looking at Izzah after putting the shirt back in the closet.

“You lied! I can feel you are confused and sad right now. Share it! That way, the heavy load on your shoulders will feel lighter. Don't you trust me?” sneer Shin Seo Hyun in a soft tone, as if she could really feel the turmoil of Izzah.

Izzah ventured to raise his face and stared fixedly at the eyes of the man standing before him, offering the spaciousness to hear his complaints.

Lama Izzah challenged both eyeballs of Shin Seo Hyun. Not a single flash of scorn was drawn there. All Izzah found was a warm glow of sincerity. Suddenly Izzah felt deja vu. It was as if he had seen the light of tenderness in those two eyeballs before.

Izzah's heart was empty, suddenly felt warm, as if he had found something that had been missing from him and missed him so much.

A moment later, Izzah bowed. His years of pent-up emotions gradually came out on their own. Slowly he began to.

Seeing that, Shin Seo Hyun gently pushed Izzah into the bed. Letting Izzah sit hugging his knees. Shin Seo Hyun calmed Izzah down by rubbing her back. Occasionally, he would have the head of the girl, as if Izzah was just a boy.

Shin Seo Hyun's treatment reminded Izzah of someone. Izzah got up to pick up his bag and pulled out a small doll. Shin Seo Hyun sat there watching Izzah. His eyes narrowed at the doll the girl was holding.

A few minutes later, Izzah cried again. Cupped his head on both knees while continuing to tightly grip the little doll with both hands. Shin Seo Hyun was confused, not knowing what to do.

“It's okay. Cry out! Take out all the burdens that have been squeezing your chest all this time,” persuade Shin Seo Hyun gently.

Heart's full. He did not expect the girl who had been outside looking so tough turned out to save her own suffering. Inside is very fragile. The moment Izzah stopped his crying, time had already passed by from an hour. Shin Seo Hyun thrust out her handkerchief.

Izzah looked at Shin Seo Hyun. His eyes seemed to complain to Shin Seo Hyun. Shin Seo Hyun smiled sweetly.

“What should I do, Mas?” izzah asked in a desperate tone at the end of her sedu sedu.

“Tell me so I can help you!” shin Seo Hyun said attentively.

Izzah hesitated for a moment. But the look in those eyes, again reminded Izzah of someone. Highlight the same eyes as the eyes that once aroused his life spirit. Highlight the eyes that once dispelled Nestapa and his sadness.

“I'll get married, Mas.”

Suddenly the sentence just slid from Izzah's lips. Head bowed.

Shin Seo Hyun tried to calm down, hiding her surprise. A strange glint emanated from both of his eyeballs.

“Isn't marriage perfecting half religion?” shin Seo Hyun. He did not understand why Izzah looked so sad about his wedding plans.

“I know, Mas, but ...” Izzah raised his head, scrutinizing the expression on the face of the man sitting before him, as if looking for evidence that he did not wrongly choose people to share his grief.

Shin Seo Hyun waited. His gaze was warm and soft. Make Izzah talk again.

“I'm afraid.”  Izzah's eyes refract the anxiety. Making Shin Seo Hyun's eyebrows lift.

“What are you afraid of?” search Shin Seo Hyun carefully.

“Black Beach,” hiss Izzah slowly.

“Black Beach?” Shin Seo Hyun was not understanding.

“Yes. I'm afraid my marriage will incarnate like Black Beach in Malabo, Equatorial Guinea,” Izzah said with absolutely terrified eyes. Making Shin Seo Hyun gape.

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