Adagio |Risk Of Life|
The Adagio 28
...THE WARNING!!...
...Mature content!...
...Be A Wise reader!...
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A past is sometimes like a boomerang thrown into the air. They won't leave, but they'll always turn back to you. Either it gets caught safely, or it will even hurt.
John looked at his faint reflection on the transparent glass expanse of the cafe. He even condemned his decision to accept Clarisa's request to meet him despite not knowing what they would talk about later. John tapped softly on the wooden table in front of him, nodding in understanding as one conversational idea just popped up.
And in the tenth minute after his arrival, the beautiful girl who had been his former lover since about six years ago came. A sweet smile framed the beautiful face that he once admired. And yes, let's just say John loved the girl very much before all the lies were exposed.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, John! The streets are very congested tonight!” greet Clarisa while pulling out the one remaining chair that was located right in front of John, tidying up the slightly messy haircut. “A sudden cold air!” he continued, folding the warm clothes he was wearing, then put it on an empty chair beside his seat. At least John knows that Clarisa does have a low tolerance to low temperatures. The girl will get sick if she gets cold.
However, instead of giving an answer, John just looked at Clarisa who was now busy tidying the black blazer on her body. “Do you still like americano? I'll order it for you!” ask Clarisa, make sure if John's favorite drink menu hasn't and hasn't changed.
John stared flat, “Tell me your purpose to meet! I have to go home soon!” timpal John in a low tone while glancing at the clock wrapped around the wrist to make Clarisa speechless for a few seconds.
Just come, is John really going to leave?
“John, can't we chat casually for a moment? There's something I want to talk to you about!”
“Then, quickly say!”
Clarisa was at a loss for words. John may still not be able to forgive himself who had betrayed John's loyalty and feelings. But this time, Clarisa wants the atmosphere with John not awkward.
If it wasn't John, maybe Clarisa would be gone soon and not have to linger around anymore. But he did not want to move from the young man in front of both eyes which in fact still invites longing and also a million hopes to re-link their two fingers.
“Alright! But order a drink first! After that, I'll let you go!”
Clarisa said, annoyed, folding the two white-skinned arms in front of the chest. Seeing that, John slightly lowered the ego that had been towering.
“Order it! You already know what I usually drink!”
A smile as bright as the morning sun rose in Clarisa's lips. He missed John like this.
“Alright! Two americano will accompany us talk!”
Clarisa walked the cashier shirt and ordered two of their favorite drinks first, then came back with two different americano cups one hot, one cold.
“Alright, now say what you want to tell me!” john said in a low and soft voice.
“It looks like it will be a little sensitive, but I want you to stay here until our coffee runs out!”
John understood. Clarisa's too pleasant-natured and convoluted.
“The girl in the florist,”
Not to mention, John had already linked a nagging look at Clarisa when he knew the topic of their conversation. “...is Father's friend's daughter!”
John did not ask any further, only paying attention to Clarisa without meaning. Until the next second, Clarisa continued the conversation. “I'm not sure you know about this!”
“Do not waste time!” pinta John, with the face made as flat as possible.
“Eoh, alright!”
John threw his face away, he did not even see Clarisa who was currently looking at him warmly. “I've seen him in rehab!”
John was silent, as fast as lightning turned his face to look and was now staring in dislike at Clarisa who suddenly opened a disgrace that was clearly unfounded. Or, John did not know this because he was too busy thinking about his feelings for Hyuji?
John blinked, the maniac was talking to Clarisa who was looking for John's expression after hearing that.
“Psychiatrist!” clarisa quick sahut.
Like being hit by a club, John felt pain so intense. Perhaps, all this time he was just busy trying to find a way to get Hyuji interested and open his heart to her. But on the other hand, he didn't even know the dark side Hyuji was going through even though he felt Hyuji had started to accept his presence.
"Dia—”
Clarisa's words came to a standstill when John suddenly stood up and was about to leave with a face that seemed to be murmuring, but his steps were fixed as Clarisa continued her speech. “We're the same John!”
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There was a hint of happiness in Hyuji's expression after being with John all day at his flower shop earlier. Hyuji thought that the young man was really a vitamin for him. How not, his heart that felt withered, now re-branded like a Rose that had just bloomed.
The pace felt light even though his heart did not want to step back on top of the luxury home unit owned by his parents. And one other thing that makes him not want to be there, the presence of the Mama who has been standing on the doorstep while staring at the bitch and folding both hands in front of the chest.
Ah, no!! His gaze looked even more cold, wanting to finish off someone.
Hyuji muffled a rumble of fear in his chest. Continue step by step to get to its main destination, the private room.
Trying to be indifferent, Hyuji intended to pass the mother just like that. However, it stopped when his upper arm was forced to stop, pulled rough to stand in front of the mother.
Then, unexpectedly one slap floated up without him being able to avoid.
“Mam...” groaned, while rubbing his heated cheeks and soreness due to pain.
“SIAL!”
Ah, true! Even Hyuji was used to the swearing directed at him like that. Hyuji just stared flatly because he did not know the reason why his mother suddenly threw a punch quite hard on his face. Not crying or just glazed over, Hyuji then lowered his palm and let the Mama look at him with a piercing gaze.
“All because of you!!” screeched the Mama right in front of Hyuji's face. He did not know why his mother looked so desperate this time. “Come with me!!”
Without giving a pause to give a sentence of answers, HyeJin pulled Hyuji into the house, then threw Hyuji's thin body until slammed right in front of the family photo plastered on the wall of the living room.
Hyuji was eager to ask why his mother was angry, but he paled when his ears again heard the high voice of the mother.
“You know why I hate you so much, huh?!”
Not necessarily answering, Hyuji just trying to straighten the back that previously felt like it was almost broken.
“See that family photo!!” hyejin's words were of course undeniable in the least by Hyuji. With a slow movement, Hyuji turned his head to find the family photo that looked very harmonious.
“You don't know if there should be another family member among us!” hyejin continued in a cold tone, almost like a whisper, only. “You don't know how hurt and destroyed I was after you were born?!”
No. gabe. I don't want to hear it. Please don't say anything.
In contrast to the rumbling expectations in his heart, everything was inversely proportional. Her mother smiled bitterly, and what surprised Hyuji even more was the tears that just flowed from her mother's eyelids.
Mom crying? Wh why?
“You know, your papa's gone from me! Wishing other women to have children!” the speech is sad, interspersed with the sound of a roaring sob. “And all that because of you!”
Hyuji bowed in. He even blamed himself at this moment.
“And look,” HyeJin stepped closer, grabbed one arm of Hyuji and pulled him up. “Now he even dares to come here!”
Wh who?
Hyuji did not understand any of the intentions of Mama's words that were clearly feeling scared. “It was also because of you, son si*lan!!”
Hyuji's body gasped when he heard the mother's scream. He shuffled, his entire skin shafts bristling and all the terrified shadows came back to gush all over his mind. Darkness returned to cover Hyuji.
“I won't let you this time!”
Then HyeJin grabbed a handful of Hyuji mane and he pulled it hard back until the master grimaced in pain.
“If anything happens to this family again, I will not hesitate to hurt you more than what I have done to you so far!”[]