Adagio |Risk Of Life|
The adagio 23
There is nothing more annoying than being left alone in a state of awkwardness and shame because of being dumped.
Yeah, at least that's how Clarisa feels when John doesn't want to greet her and prefers girls who were a few minutes ago with them.
“I told you, John has forgotten you!” said YoonKi while folding her hands in front of her chest with her distinctive look. Chilly.
Clarisa, who was staring at the two presences out there like a romance drama, turned her head around, finding Yoonki already nailing her gaze.
“It's okay!” her lie was accompanied by a clumsy smile that YoonKi could immediately guess.
“I know you still love John, but you'd know better if John didn't want to come back with you!”
“I know,” Clarisa said, deliberately pausing while grabbing an iced orange on the table and sipping it slowly. “...but I want to tell Brother YoonKi something!”
YoonKi's forehead wrinkled quite deeply. His thin lips suddenly clenched tightly when he heard the voice of the Clarisa who he had known for a long time. After Yoonki, he heard from his classmates first, if Clarisa was scary.
“What?!” timpal YoonKi was cold, not wanting to mince words any longer.
“That girl, I know who she is!”
As if struck with a big mace, Yoonki slowly removed the folds of her chest and let it fall on her thigh. But on the other hand, YoonKi suppressed her curiosity as Clarisa again said. “I know what Kak Hyuji and John are related to!”
A connection? Whatdoes thatmean? What does she mean by lovers?
That question just filled Yoonki's head. Clarisa looks scarier than a lion watching its prey.
“What do you mean?”
“They..”.
YoonKi's attention was distracted by her vibrating phone. He saw John's name on it. Staring briefly at Clarisa, Yoonki pulls up the green button that jumps on her phone display.
“Eumm!”
“Kak, I drove Hyuji Noona home!”
“You are crazy! Then what about me?”
John knew very well what Yoonki said. “Sister go home, and also..”.
Quiet for more than three seconds, John feels he is sorting words for Yoonki. “—dia, I mean Clarisa, if YoonKi's sister doesn't mind, drive her home!”
Grunting in annoyance, YoonKi knew that John would always behave like that to Clarisa. And it was she who became the victim to take Clarisa home.
“Alright!”
The call ended, and their gazes turned back.
“She must have told you to drive me home, right?”
“If you already know why to ask?!” timpal YoonKi coldly, grabbed his cold Americano, then spent in one gulp. “I'll take you home!”
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After the awkward drama inside the Cafe as well as Taxi, Hyuji has arrived home. John also had to force a stop by but Hyuji strictly forbade it. How not, the matter he had made just a few days ago was not over. Hyuji didn't want it until a new problem came along, and it would involve other people. Hyuji didn't want that to happen.
Hyuji was surprised when the door to his room was unlocked. In fact, as he remembered when he left earlier he had locked and took him away.
The mother sat on the sofa that led to the balcony. View the trees that grow lush behind the guardrail of the house.
“Mam, why can be here?”
“I'm your mother! And I can come in here anytime!”
Oh, well. Hyuji needs to rearrange the items he is hiding including the sedatives he is hiding from...
Waitaminute! Where's medicine?
Hyuji was convinced that this morning the medicine bottle had been on the nightstand since he took it out last night.
“SIAL!” Slow down while running towards the nightstand. This morning he put it on the nightstand and did not expect that the mother would enter his room with a spare key “SIAL!" Take it one more time.
Hyuji was worried and scared when he saw the medicine was in the hands of the mother. His heart was hammering, pounding as much as his mother's steps slowly approached with a sharp gaze that was so terrifying.
“Since when did you take this drug?”
Quiescent. Hyuji locked his mouth tightly so as not to misspoke later. He chose silence.
"My answer!!” the mother snapped so loudly, thundering filled the room.
Hyuji who was originally silent, now giggled like a possessed person, then set his eyes straight on the mother. “Since when did Mama care about me huh?!” his challenge. He's fed up. Really fed up.
“Basic brat!!”
One hard punch landed on Hyuji's cheek. His heart melted, so bravely he grinned at the mother whom he had long feared.
“Since when?” repeat Hyuji with a raucous voice. He endured his cries desperately so as not to return into the valley of pain. “I'm sick, I'm crying, I go to a mental rehabilitation house and even I'm dying ever mama never cared!” hyuji said in a low voice. “A~h, I remember! Mama has two other daughters who are more proud!”
“Enough! You—”
“I'm also Mama's Princess, why distinguish me from them eoh?” suhut Hyuji without any fear.
“But because of you, your papa went for another woman!” the mother shouted with a hunting breath and a hateful gaze.
Whahuh?
Hyuji looked at the mother questioningly. He doesn't even know about it. Papa cheated? Whaso? What does her mother mean?
The secret that had been guarded and closed by the mother was just out.
“Mam..”
“Enough! You don't have to ask me anything or anyone!” The mother moved, throwing a bottle belonging to the original Hyuji with wet cheeks. However, his steps were restrained in the doorway, looking at the right side of his shoulder to catch Hyuji's shadow presence, and then continued. “Include your papa! Never ask her anything!”
The door was closed a little by the mother. His gaze was empty, his lips were shaking, and in the next second he folded his knees and he made the headstool of the terrace heavy when he thought of the mother's words.
Hyuji remembers when she was a child, aunts often read fairy tales to her. Aunty also once said that her father wanted to have a son. And Hyuji had also heard the quarrel of his father and mother before his father went to take him on vacation to Haeundae beach at that time. “That's what I did because you couldn't give me a son!”
Yes, she remembered her father screaming like that in front of her face. The bitter memories were again twisted from the bottom of his deepest memories.
And aunty also once told her, if after giving birth she could not give a sister to Hyuji.
After the quarrel, Hyuji often received torture from his mother. He even died when his mother locked him in the bathroom during the winter. Hyuji covered his ears as the voice of the mother who was then shouting at him loudly again filled his forest like a bee hum.
You are a fucking carrier. I won't stop torturing you because you've made me like this.
The sentence was successful in making Hyuji imprisoned in fear, until he several times did the action that is not worth done by anyone—Suicide.
Ah, this is his faultI thought Hyuji.
Hyuji tightened the embrace on his knees, further drowning his face and crying silently.
“I'm sorry, Mam..”[]
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One by one the mysteries began to open up...
I hope you like the conflict. In the next part will be more and more things that have been a mystery slowly revealed.
Don't forget to leave a trace.
See You Next Chapter's.
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