Adagio |Risk Of Life|
The adagio 12
The door was open. The house that he said was heaven, was not for Hyuji. The mother's presence welcomed her arrival at the hour pointing to the number seven, but Mentari still seemed reluctant to hide, revealing the twilight with a very beautiful orange on the west side. Spring is coming soon.
If a warlord always liked their sharp sword, which could finish off an enemy in one hit, then to Hyuji the eyes of the mother were more than that.
Bending a glance to show respect, Hyuji continued his steps intending to immediately enter his private room which became his only protector when everything was in chaos.
“Can't you keep your attitude on your own mother?”
Oh my God, Hyuji just wants to rest now. And for whatever reason, his mother doesn't seem to let herself get away with it.
Hyuji turned around, looking at the firm face of the mother who was watching him.
“I have to clean myself first mam!”
And at the wrong time Hyuji's phone shook, making Hyuji inevitably have to see it, who knows it from the flower supplier who came to his shop. But no, it made Hyuji snort angrily when he saw the name of the person who was contacting him. Suddenly the mother also looked at Hyuji's sling bag.
Intending to put the phone back in the bag, the mother's voice stopped her.
“Who?”
It was impossible if he would say if the store clerk was contacting him, because he opened the business without the knowledge of anyone, including the mother.
“Nobody mam!”
Of course his mother wouldn't believe him. He got up from his seat and drew closer to Hyuji, grabbing the vibrating cell phone for the second time from his daughter's palm violently.
“John??” asked the mother, glancing at the eyes wanted to hear the answer to the question she was asking. “Who's John?”
Hyuji was silent, he had no intention at all to give an excuse or just an explanation to his mother who actually pecked the flame of emotion in the mother.
The smart square became scattered pieces on the floor, because the mother had thrown it to the ground.
“Even I forbid you to be in a relationship with a man, you are breaking it now!”
Hyuji was still silent, which made the woman in luxurious clothes tighten her jaw, growling furiously while pulling Hyuji's mane to make the girl slam.
“You dare to your mother now?! Huh!?”
Never mind, Hyuji thought this was umpteenth, ah, no, even somehow he got the same pain. Treated like this as if it had become the daily food of a Hyuji.
Her mother's booming voice filled the room, attracting the attention of some domestic workers to run to the two.
Either getting courage from where, Hyuji instead grinned sharply at the highlight that would usually make him inching. Maybe he was tired, or upset because John suddenly asked for leave just to have fun without thinking about himself. I don't know.
“I don't need to tell mom, do I? Even mama will never stop treating me like this when she hears the answer!”
Hyuji doesn't care if he has to get bruised and bruised all over the body tonight. Everything is ordinary.
The mother took off her grip by throwing Hyuji's body away until he almost fell on the floor.
Hyuji smiled bitterly received the treatment from his mother, then said softly. “Can't you treat me like my other two brothers, mam?”
***
The call just dropped out. John even felt like he was really going to lose his job like YoonKi said. Hyuji ignored him and did not respond at all to him who was trying to apologize for his words at that time.
But yes, that is just his assumption.
“Why? You fired your pretty boss?” asked the mother suddenly appeared while carrying a plate of boiled sweet potatoes her son's favorite.
“No ma'am, I just wanted to ask how the shop is doing! After all, he who would regret if he fired an exemplary and handsome employee like me!”
A blow landed on John's back, “You are so confident, without you even your boss can make a lot of money!”
“Mothers know! During this time, the store many buyers also because of my services!”
The mother sighed in frustration, indeed having a son like John it takes extra patience to stay able to breathe oxygen.
“All right up to you! Invite him to come by again occasionally,”
John smiled, grabbed one of the largest-sized yams and peeled off his skin. “Mother misses him?”
“Mother just wants to cheer her up, looks like she's depressed!”
John was silent, circulating his gaze at the dark sky decorated with millions of twinkling stars that were racing to reveal their most beautiful rays. The breath escaped from John's inhaler,
“I also feel he is depressed, but he does not want to show that ma'am at all,” John said in his honeymoon. “And I'm sure—” John paused for a moment, then brought his gaze to the look of the mother, then continued. “—dia is not okay.”[]