Adagio |Risk Of Life|
The adagio 32
Time passes very quickly. Even John has worked at the company he visited for the interview one season, ah, no, more precisely almost two seasons ago.
Not only capitalized handsome face, John also shows that he deserves the position he currently sits in—Head of Division. John never let himself just sit around and sign the work of his men. He is an active worker, even he himself who often works on scripts or important materials for meetings with company owners or clients.
And today, he will meet with one of the shareholders in the company where he works. John's been preparing all the presentation meters for the past few days. He did not want to disappoint anyone, including himself.
For a moment to forget the strange feeling about someone, John walked to the room where the meeting would be held.
Legs in the form of dark material pants and shiny pantofel that has managed to reach the destination. Taking a deep breath, then exhaling violently, John pushed the thick, soundproof glass door, then walked past several leaders from each division. Sit on one of the chairs with a board that pinned his name on the table.
It was undeniable that he felt so nervous, making his blood feel cold as it flowed on the pulse inside his body.
Until the door was opened again and all the occupants of the room rose to salute some people who appeared from behind the door, including John. But now the young man's gaze was locked on one of the figures of the man who looked familiar to him.
The man with the misty hair was full of gray hair, his body was tall and there were obvious strokes on the face, as well as a black suit and a neat shirt that embraced the man's body, the man said, even the scent that John had clearly breathed. Unfortunately, he could not remember anything about the man. He really thought hard, until their beads intersected as the man walked behind past John.
The lights of the room were turned off and the projector beam began to shine on the white screen in the front row of the room. For a moment the microphone of one of the people sitting at the front desk was buzzing, making some people frown and even close their ears. However, John did not take a look at the sixty-year-old man.
And, Bang!
A single memory of bad memories ran through his head. Song MinJu's. He had seen this man's face, and he heard his name from his mother.
Even the man also did not take off the slightest link of his eyes for John who was currently still looking with a flat expression. But the man over half a century old returned the gaze gently to make John even more clueless, what was the meaning of it all.
***
The meeting ended two hours later. Then when the participants one by one left the place, the man who was as beautiful as John named Song MinJu stopped right next to John, smiling warmly as he said, “Her face, we need to talk!”.
The sentence was able to attract the attention of anyone, including two people behind Minju, and one other person, the owner of the company where John worked. For whatever reason, he did not want to meet face to face with the person who had hurt his mother.
John smiled blandly, his head was already throbbing pain and nausea felt filled him. Then, with a sharpened gaze, John noticed Song Minju who was still looking at him gently. “There's something I want to tell you!”
Doesn't that feel ridiculous? John himself was even fed up when he heard this man called Song Minju. Whether what vicious circle was being wrapped around his neck, John clucked bitterly. “What else is sir? Didn't you win it all? We are happy! So don't ever bother us again!”
With one direction of his arm pointing towards the door, all pairs of eyes were left there according to him. He does have great power and cannot be denied by anyone.
The cold room with low temperatures left only two presences there. John just kept quiet as he watched the powerful old man quietly. The second of the clock sounded so echoing, that time seemed to run very slowly.
John raised his chin slightly, then sharply he asked. “What is your relationship with Hyuji Noona? Father and son?”
MinJu did not blink his eyes at all, he did not want to miss the facial features that he had only been able to see secretly. “Lalu—” John paused, took over the dominance until MinJu really just fell silent on both feet. “—your goal is to become one of the shareholders in this company because you want to see me?” he continued with great emphasis even though it was still in the context of reasonable politeness.
MinJu smiled, she was not evasive at all. “You're right!”
At once, both John beads widened. What his mother said about this man was true. Song MinJu was scary. “For a long time no see, son!”
For the sake of the air that feels more painful, John's lungs seem to no longer want to breathe one of the components that keep him alive. His breath felt heavy, and reality felt so heartbreaking.
The boy? The call felt strange, even John never imagined the man would call him this straightforward.
“Master, didn't you ever expect anything in your life?! Except power?”
“What did your mother say that?”
John choked. He only boasted, his mother never said anything about the figure of a man who had never appeared since he was born.
“Then where do you know if I—”
“You just need to answer my question!” john insists, just cut MinJu sentence that has not been fully spoken.
The man lowered his head, nodding with a bead that looked straight at the wide table that was before him. “Alright! Just tell me what you want to know and hear from me!”
John sighed deeply, his head felt spinning, his breathing heavy, and his palm was so cold at this moment. “Why did you leave mom?”
Really, in MinJu's mind, he was eager to dodge it. He did not want to leave Joana at all, the woman being one of the reasons for surviving to this day.
“I never left your mother!”
“Omong empty!” cebik John with a sharp grin at the corner of his lips. Very tired of the reason the old man in front of him who is none other than his own father. “You want to ask me from where do I know you are my father right?”
Song MinJu raised his gaze, his manic quivering and heating up at one time. It was so painful to hear the expression from John's lips. “I saw you and my mother talking while in Haeundae twenty years ago! And what makes me always remember your face is, when you call me your son!”
Whether you feel relieved or even claustrophobic, MinJu can only nod in memory of his meeting with John's mother twenty years ago. “So, did you hear that? That's why you know who I am?”
Not answering, John just sipped his saliva with difficulty because of other facts he had to swallow roundly. The bitter reality that he tried to deny alone, a reality that he even only knew after his missed presence disappeared like being swallowed by the earth.
“Iya,” replied John briefly, deliberately pausing for the man to return saying the thing John wanted to know. However, MinJu was still silent among the faint-sounding air-conditioning buzz. Then John can see when the man reached into the pocket behind the slippery and neat suit he was wearing. A worn sheet he put on the table, pushed it slowly until it reached a place not far from the young man John stood.
John's bead broke down instantly. The photo of his memories with Hyuji while in Haeundae, why was it in MinJu's hands?
“I never left you, or even your mother! I'm just too scared to show myself in front of you! I don't want to lose you a second time, my son!”
Impossible. Instead of hearing MinJu's silent voice, John was more hurt by a statement that had made him unable to think clearly. Hyuji is her brother.
John shook his head with a dimming deer bead. His heart seemed to be torn apart when he had to be forced to accept the situation. Hyuji is her brother, with feelings that have been growing. What's he supposed to do?
John's arm reached for the photo. His body and lips were shaking violently.
“Hyuji is your brother!”
MinJu's voice felt like a bullet through his heart. John's gaze was blurry, and the picture was like something he had not expected. And the next sentence that came out of MinJu's lips was a mace that ravaged every inch of John. “I separated you, because I don't want you to have an in-love relationship!”
Is correct. John knew it would be wrong. But is there no other way to explain everything? Or rather, is there no other way to keep the two away? Everything feels so painful.
“Hyuji just left home when he found out about this reality! And I haven't been able to find it until now!”
The tears just escaped from John's eyelids. The poor girl was none other than her own sister.
Two years.
Yes, two years ago Hyuji disappeared and even until now has not returned.
“Au—”
“Do a father do that to his son?” sergeant John. “You treated Hyuji Noona very badly!”
MinJu himself was no longer able to dodge. Then, at the second that continued to turn towards the minute, MinJu choked up violently when he heard John say in a flat and poignant tone of voice before passing from before him.
“I will search and find it!”[]