Adagio |Risk Of Life|
Adagio 44 [FINAL]
...“You are the reason I chose to stay alive.”...
...—Song Hyuji—...
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John looked up, looking up at the sky sprinkled with stars in the beautiful full moon. Occasionally a cloud cover the two, but soon after, everything returned beautiful as ever, a small blip and a center of light that so spoiled the eyes.
A hot cup of tea sat in front of John's legs folded in arms. He smiled to find the mother also brought his favorite setoples of spicy potato chips. She wondered, since when did her mother want to buy John potato chips again? In fact, if John asks clearly, his mother will not hesitate to refuse accompanied by an unmitigated blow on the back that will cause numbness tomorrow.
“Thank you, bu.”
Quiescent. His mother gave no answer, preferring to sit next to John and glare in the direction of the free restrained night.
“What are you bringing with you that weird-tasting food? Mom doesn't like.”
John turned his head quickly, then chuckled until his shoulder rose and fell.
“Mother know how much it costs?” said John, do not accept if the expensive food is said to be strange. Although in fact, the taste in the food is very delicious.
The mother stared fiercely making John shudder in horror. The power of mother-emak.
“Ah, okay, okay. Sorry.”
John can laugh now. Since meeting with master Song Minju a few hours ago, for some reason he felt a burden being pushed over, and also the grudge and resentment in his chest slowly lifted and faded.
There was a soft snorting sound coming from the mother's driver, John also exhaled and straightened his legs and swept his own body with two hands behind his back.
“Mom doesn't care what the price is. I just don't like you bringing that food home.”
John turned his face and smiled when he found the sour and upset face shown by his mother. Then, with a slow and gentle movement, he grabbed the mother's crimped palm and held it tightly.
“Mother hates dad?”
Daddy's? his mother was surprised, even wide-eyed when she heard the new name for the man whom she had thought had vanished from the face of the earth from the lips of the son.
“You called him dad?”
John raised a fleeting shoulder, nodding small with gritted eyes, his lips curling a small smile.
“I do hate him, ma'am. But all that hate wouldn't change reality if I was his son, would I?”
The mother snarled, she even pulled the rough palm of her hand from John's grasp with a swagger on the middle-aged face that looked more and more day-to-day, getting older.
“So, you intend to change the direction of your heart after meeting him, John? here's what I'm afraid of if you meet that guy. I don't want you to turn around and leave mom alone.”
John nodded in understanding of the fear emanating from the mother's expression. He knew very well how much they hated the man named Song Minju. Even they swore they would no longer deal with outrageous men who had not cared about the difficult lives of the two of them all along.
John moved closer, then hugged his mother from the side, putting his head on his frail shoulder.
“I'm not going anywhere, ma'am. John will remain John's mother's son, and will not turn into anyone.” John paused, waiting for a response from the woman he loved so much. He only got a rub of affection right on the cheek, making John squirm to further close his face on the shoulder of the mother who felt comfortable and warm long ago.
“You scared mom, son. I don't want you to leave mom.”
John was silent for a moment. Then back to sound.
“Do you know why the stars and the moon are always side by side?”
There was no answer, it seemed that the mother did not understand the meaning of her son's parable.
“Because they were created indeed to always complement each other at night. They will make a dark night more beautiful and colorful. In order for man to have hope, if in a dark place, there will be a beautiful speck of light shining. A hope.” continued John, hoping the mother will also be destroyed.
For some reason, John's words seemed to be a great blow to Joana's heart. He knows the direction of his son's conversation.
“But do you know what a cloud means?” joana asked, trying to keep John on his side. He was really afraid that John would leave him alone.
“What?” john asked back, with real enthusiasm.
“For the moon and stars know, if they are not always beautiful and shine the night as everyone expected, the humans. They can't all be united. They have different goals.”
John let go of a hug, pulling away slowly at the mother's statement. His beloved woman was still unable to accept the situation that he had been through with great difficulty. John understood the pain in both of their hearts, well understood.
“That's where the human error lies. They always assume what has passed, will turn out to be beautiful and look okay. In fact, there is a form of wound that can not just pass. And it could be, the wound was imprinted to death.”
John stared at the bead of the mother who looked vibrating, a little watery, and so deep fondness on the face of the rock that had always tried to smile.
“Wind, they do not know anything.” continued Joana, again bringing her warm gaze towards the dear son. “The moon and the star keep shining, never dim, but behind it all, they hurt, very.”
John rubbed Joana's wet cheeks. He cupped one side of Joana's face and then gently rubbed back with his big palm. He regretted making Joana to shed tears.
“Sorry, John didn't mean to make—”
“No. You should have the right to choose from when you first came into the world. But this mother of yours prefers to be selfish and take you away from someone who so expects you.”
“Mother...” whining John, almost crying.
“Minju never wanted if mom went to take you. But I was too afraid that no one could love my mother after that day.”
Things change softly. John had no intention whatsoever to make his mother cry as she is now.
“Mother loves you, and does not want to let you go for Minju, your father.”
John took Joana's body back into his arms. Feeling the warmth of the frail body of the mother who is now being touched by tears in her embrace.
“Sorry, mom.”
“You're not wrong. Mother who should apologize, to everyone because of the selfishness of mother.”
“She still loves mom.”
Joana's cry faltered. He felt the burning vengeful heart slowly extinguish.
“Dad still loves you so much, bu.”
...***...
Hyuji received the call on his phone with a wide-lipped smile. He had just returned from the fields with Elliotte to harvest vegetables.
“What's up, John?”
A few seconds there was no truth across, so Hyuji had to repeat his question.
“There's a—”
“Thank you for meeting me with dad, noona.”
Hyuji returns with a sweet smile, even though he knows John can't see it. He could only be grateful to have John as part of him.
“No. What are you thanking me for? Shouldn't it be like that? Father and son should meet often.” kelakar Hyuji, got a short laughter reply from across.
“Oh yes? even though I had to let my heart break because I know the person I once loved more than amazed, was my own brother?”
Hyuji grabbed a piece of perilla leaf and threw it away, a caterpillar was walking on the leaf.
“Thank you for that feeling first. But today, no, even from the day we found out we were brothers, I still can't stop being grateful to have met you, John.”
“Oh, really?” john asked enthusiastically across the street.
Perhaps, if destiny was on their side, and rewarded with the fact that the two were not brothers back then, then Hyuji gladly accepted John's feelings for him. Which of course, Hyuji has also had other feelings for John, and ends up having him tepis desperately for a reality.
Hyuji nodded. “Yes. And I never stop to continue to give thanks, when you know, if you are the reason why I chose to live until now.”
The Risk Of Life. Hyuji once strengthened his fragile and broken heart with those three words. The three words that appear when John is present in life, and also the little heart that he has.
Silent. John bergeming's.
“Thank you for everything, John.”[]
...—End—...