Adagio |Risk Of Life|
The Adagio 39
Hyuji remembered, when he was about to leave busan he had met his mother even though it was only a few minutes. She even heard the raucous voice of her mother apologizing many times for all her bad treatment for Hyuji all along.
Staring blankly at the trees Hyuji passed back turned his memory two years ago. He went into the room where the mother was treated, settling down like a stranger so as not to be caught by the brother who ended up the same as before. He was forcibly evicted and was not allowed to see his mother.
When the door of the room smelling disinfectant opened, he saw his mother lying weakly on the bed, closing her eyes. She thought her mother must be sleeping. Hyuji approached, stared fixedly at the quivering pupils full of longing for the mother, then without being asked to tear just like that.
You coming?
Such was the welcome Hyuji received back then, he did not even expect that his mother was smiling warmly at him.
Come here Hyu, there's something you want to say!
Hyuji was glued for a few seconds before finally cutting the distance, standing up and welcoming the palm of the mother outstretched to him, then grasping slowly and giving a loving swipe.
I'm sorry, son.
Hyuji remembered the sentence very well, and that was all the mother said afterwards, when she met him without her brothers knowing. Clutching the mother's cold palm tighter, along with a plaster as an infusion needle holder.
Mama doesn't have to apologize, it's all Hyuji's fault.
The mother's eyelids were wet, Hyuji didn't want to see the sight. The mother who used to be arrogant to him, was now crying. Hyuji tergugu as he pointed the palm of the mother towards the forehead. So did the mother, Hyuji felt her mane in a gentle swab. Little things that he had never felt from the figure of his mother.
Sorry mama...
After that, inevitably Hyuji had to leave immediately before one of his sisters came.
Hyuji crept the clothes right on his chest, feeling tight because the memories were so painful. And now he can no longer meet the figure of his mother forever.
“Kak, Elli please don't cry!” pinta Elli felt her palm wet by Hyuji's tear.
A sweet smile expands on Hyuji's lips. Deceiving his tears slowly then grabbing Elliotte in an embrace, Hyuji said. “Not to worry, I'm fine! All living things will definitely return to their creators, right?” hyuji.
Not all human life lines are the same, but sometimes Hyuji feels jealous when he sees the happiness of others, who he feels are more fortunate than him.
John stared at the two of them from the rearview mirror on the dashboard of the car, finding Hyuji hugging and rubbing Elliotte head crest feelingly.
“We're almost there!” john said, interesting enthusiasm Elliotte re-emerged because the participation to go to Busan was to meet with John's family. Yeah, Elliotte's been thinking that far, she's too long for a John Wilson.
While Hyuji, his gaze looks riled, filled with worried look, because he knows his presence may not be desired by anyone, including John's mother who he already considers like his own mother.
John turned the steering wheel into the front yard of the house and parked his car neatly. Take off the seatbelt and turn around to look at Hyuji.
“Noona no need to worry, mom is also waiting for the arrival of noona!”
Seeing and hearing John say it calmly, Hyuji's fear thins, but not with the weird that still fills his head.
Elliotte piqued her right thigh with her lips forward, “Iya!!”.
“The kind of person who doesn't like a snot girl like you!”
Seeing that, Hyuji smiled and rubbed Elliotte's mane lovingly like his own sister. Hyuji knew for sure that John was just scaring the girl.
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The air he breathed seemed to be frozen, the tips of his fingers were also cold. For a moment he thought if never this kind of meeting would happen again in his life. Hyuji took a slow breath, trying to calm down with a myriad of bad and frightening thoughts constantly popping up inside his head.
But unlike what he thought, Hyuji instead found the woman smiling at him. Giving a loving look like a mother who longs for her child who has not met for a long time.
“How are you doing Hyu?”
Hyuji was almost suffocating when he heard the voice greeting the dimly with such a soft tone.
“Ah, good bi!” hyuji replied as he stared at his knuckles still looking at each other. True, Hyuji had to remain polite and not be too big of a head just because the woman was looking at him lovingly.
“Why? Don't you want to call me mom?”
For whatever sake, Hyuji was eager to slap himself to come back to his senses. He never expected John's mother to say that. “I'm so sorry about your mother!” joana continued, expressing his condolences for the sad news that John delivered when he arrived.
Perhaps, Hyuji only needed to organize his chaotic world, then bring it back better if he wanted to continue to survive. But John's mother seemed to give him new hope, too happy.
Hyuji sipped his saliva slowly, trying to raise his gaze towards the other person. Then time seemed to go slower when their beads intersected, the woman named Joana smiled at him as she said again, “Sorry, two years ago I was too afraid to lose John! And now, I know that the mother's son will not do things out of his control!”
Hyuji was well aware of the concerns that had arisen in Joana's mind at the time, as he also put his feelings on John's figure at the same time, and now he was able to accept whatever was outlined. John was his younger brother, and he could not possibly love his own brother.
“It was for the good of everyone, bi—”
“Call me mom! I'm your mother too!” sahut Joana before Hyuji finished his sentence.
“Sorry.”
Hyuji was back down. Suddenly the manic was dewy, his eyes almost escaped the clear circle if Hyuji knew he was in a hurry to look up. He slightly pinned a smile between his lips that were still shaking when Joana wanted herself to call mother.
“Thank you for letting me call mom, and thank you for giving me an impossible chance, for all the things that might have felt so hard, and also—” Hyuji rubbed his wet cheeks, arranging the air that soaked just to make it almost choked. “—thank you for accepting me to be a part of your lives again, mother!”
Hyuji felt his body being pulled, then held warm in an embrace. For a moment he was stunned, but could no longer contain the joy that greeted his frozen heart. The warmth, the feeling that Hyuji missed so much from his real mother figure, made Hyuji return the hug and was touched in Joana's arms. The sound of stuffing the air, making a woman named Joana rubbed the mane of Hyuji which was longer than the last time they met.
“Cry if it makes you relieved! God creates tears not to show a person is weak, but God creates tears so that everyone knows how to make himself feel better!”[]