Another Winter
another Winter 13th

"Never get away from me Hyu! I beg!"

John's voice kept ringing in Hyuji's head, about him not wanting Hyuji to leave him, about him pleading with my sweet face and also the beautiful round bead.

Moreover, plus their hot struggle on the bed after the confersation was over. John's growling voice really made opium on Hyuji's spine. Suddenly Hyuji's cheeks met red, as well as a smile and a heartbeat that he could not control when he imagined the handsome face of her husband.

"No, no! Why do I keep thinking about something like this? It's wrong! " murm Hyuji breathed.

Right in front of him, the television was broadcasting Hyuji's favorite show during the day. A romance drama about a CEO who marries a housemaid with a slightly convoluted plot, but Hyuji likes it.

Their stories are almost similar. But the young man still lives as CEO.

Suddenly the phone on the table not far from him shook. A sign of an incoming message. Hyuji pulled the gloves that had been mixed with dough and grabbed the phone.

"It... "

Hyuji was no stranger to numbers texting her. He remembered very well every digit of the number that sent the picture message back then.

Hyuji hurriedly pressed the message balloon.

Meet me right now, at the complex park!

Hyuji frowned. How could he meet a stranger who didn't even mention his name. No matter what, Hyuji intends not to hustle and continue the work.

Outside the cloud is getting dark, it might rain this afternoon.

But the phone is ringing. Hyuji looked at how the phone was moving around due to the shakes. His gaze was fixed on the beautiful number displayed on the screen display.

With doubt and heart-wrenching fear, Hyuji grabbed the smart square. Swipe the green button and direct it right on his right ear.

For a few seconds, Hyuji was silent. No one's voice was heard across. A woman's voice surprised him.

"Didn't you have any manners Huh? You let the mother of your husband wait for you like this eoh?! "

Your husband's mother? So then? That sent a picture of John back then-inner hyuji monologued. Like being hit by a sharp knife right in his heart, Hyuji suddenly found it difficult to breathe. Hyuji's palm trembled violently when he found out who wanted to destroy his relationship and household with John. The other one and not Joana Wilson, her own mother-in-law.

"DAD!!---"

"Yes mom, I'll get there as soon as possible! " hyuji replied in a frightened tone before the woman cut off the phone unilaterally.

Without thinking for a long time, Hyuji replied to a long sweater that would wrap around him who was just dressed casually. Do not forget the wallet and also the house key, let the dough lay just in the middle room. Hyuji ran towards the complex garden.

Hyuji did not know why lately his body is so easily tired. Still with a breath of great breath when he found the presence of women sitting with their backs upright on a garden chair. Hyuji wiped away the sweat that appeared on his forehead, arranging a messy mane from the wind while running.

And with the rest of the breath in his lungs, Hyuji bowed respectfully greeting.

"Sorry to keep you waiting! "

The woman just stared without the slightest pity from her two manics. Hyuji arranged the hunting breath, his lips opened due to the puff and hot air blowing from the esophagus.

"A-is there something you want to say, until you come all the way here? "

"Where's my son?! "

That question is ridiculous, right? Doesn't he also know that at this hour John is at work.

"In-she's working mom?! " answers.

"As a brochure dealer on the street!?"

Whahuh?

Hyuji choked, he just heard it. During this time John never admitted the work done and always avoided. So he works as a brochure dealer. Hyuji only gave a nod despite not knowing the truth. He'll ask John later.

"When are you going to enslave my son like that huh?! "

Hyuji squeezed his fingers worriedly, he just looked down unable to say anything. Like a child who is being scolded for misbehaving.

The cold wind blew back. Throw Hyuji's hair until it covers part of his face.

Until the voice of the father-in-law was heard again.

"Leave my son! I'll give you whatever you ask! " sighly with a serious look.

Instantly Hyuji looked up, staring in disbelief at the flaming red lipstick woman before him. Slowly the tears shed from the corner of Hyuji's eyes, his heart raced faster, and his heart throbbed in pain. Both feet are tired of running as if to rest on a pile of garden sand.

Hyuji was bitter.

"How can you tell me to separate from John? Iu—"

"Don't call me that! I don't like it!"

Right, it should be like that, from the beginning he and John were not worthy of a match. Now, Hyuji's lips are locked tightly. Only a stifled groan was he hiding behind his calm look and frail body. Trying to be tough, but in reality Hyuji is just a fragile ordinary woman.

"So you want us to split up?! "

"You already know the answer! "

For the umpteenth time he was destroyed by the man he so cherished. His world seemed to be collapsing at this moment, Hyuji's feeling of being crushed scattered into pieces that would leave Hyuji's feet injured as he stomped to step away.

"No! "

"If you refuse, I will do it my own way! "

The woman who was also her mother-in-law stood up rudely. Walking left Hyuji who was still glued to his place.

Panic attacked Hyuji, his body trembling as if he could no longer stand up. Grabbing the garden chair with great difficulty, Hyuji battered on the sand of the garden. Crying so much with one hand that becomes the headrest, and one hand crumbs the sweater.

"Why should it be like this? Wh why? "

Suddenly Hyuji's cry came to a halt. She was monologuing as if she was a woman who lost her mind.

"Is this karma?! Yeah, maybe it's karma because I lost my best friend's life! "

Hyuji bent his arms, and buried his face inside there.

"I'm sorry...Sorry.[].

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