Another Winter
the Another Winter 31
Nothing happened, other than John forcing to spend the night there. However, when Hyuji opened the two beads, he did not find John at home, only a memo stuck in the curtains of the room that was still tightly closed. Reminiscent of John's old habit of not being able to wake Hyuji up in the morning, he always leaves a memo with an apology.
Thank you for dinner and a ride to his sleep last night. Sorry to bother you and make you uncomfortable. We meet again in Seoul in two weeks.
John's.
A smile puffed up from Hyuji's lips. His heart warmed when reading the memo, then shifted the curtain so that the sun entered the room, channeling a sense of warmth in his frail body.
If it was the old Hyuji, he would have immediately come out of the room to see the situation at the dinner table, because John would have left the breakfast he made there. But not for now, nothing, it's just the past. Since he had been alone either since when, or rather, Hyuji did not know from what time John had left their home—before.
Both of Hyuji's beads stared at the small yard behind the house, there was actually nothing there besides the weeds and also the copper wire that John had made to dry their clothes.
Hyuji's palm stretched out to wipe the window glass whose size stretched quite wide. His heart pinched, remembering how John hugged him last night. It was undeniable that Hyuji was very happy, happy even. It was also how the voice of John asked for ramen that he made to be divided, eaten both at the same table. All recorded clearly, there was not the slightest faintness in the shadow of his dimemorian.
"You left behind memories that were too beautiful until I couldn't possibly forget them all any time soon John?!" murmured Hyuji with a raucous voice.
Hyuji lowered his head, forcing himself to go back within limits and accept reality. Although painful, but that's how it is.
***
John was already sitting at his desk, with neat clothes, well-groomed hair, and also a face filled with enthusiasm. Check the reports he needs to sign, and also check e-mails sent from various divisions in the company under his leadership. Very busy, and exhausting.
Shortly after, his phone shook. A phone call came in. Netra John turned to the screen that was pounding it, finding the name of the mother plastered there.
"What's wrong, Mom, I'm busy! " he said while still looking at the computer screen in front of him.
"Go home to your mommy later! Mama and papa are about to do something that you need to involve yourself, baby! "
"Diamy! What time does your mom want me to come?"
"After you have finished your work, come quickly! Mom's waiting for you! "
"Eoh, okay! "
The call ended, John slowly lowered the phone to put it back on the table.
John guessed, it must have been related to what JiEun told him the other day. I don't know why the shadow about Hyuji even appears in the head. How did he wipe the mane of Hyuji who slept soundly last night. Seeing the beautiful features were very calm, her heart ached and ached at the same time as she remembered Hyuji's body that looked increasingly thin, but she always said that she was fine.
"Reyna's right! Hyuji is not that easy to understand! He would always say he was okay which was the opposite of reality!"
John leaned his back on the back of the chair, letting the chair spin faintly indulging himself. He was tired, but he couldn't stop now. There was still a lot to do for the promise he made. In the cold season one day, no matter what season, he has to make that promise. Bringing Hyuji back, made everyone acknowledge that Hyuji was the woman he loved so much. As a wife—lagi.
***
At seven o'clock in the evening, John's car stopped at his parents' palace. Walk without hesitation through the door and also the welcome of the domestic workers there.
John was able to catch two presences waiting for him there, sitting wibbily in expensive clothes and Classy.
"What's wrong mam? Why do mom and dad wear formal clothes like that?"
"You better clean yourself up, John! Mama told Aunt Lee to get your clothes ready in your room!"
John tilted his head for a moment, then gave a faint nod and walked up the stairs to get to the room he had once occupied. Ah, don't know why, there's a little homesickness in that room.
The gurgling sound of warm water coming down from the shower made John feel at ease. Tired who had been struggling to weigh on the shoulders as if to come along with the warm water that passes through every inch of the body. Then come out with a bathrobe wrapped in his sturdy body after finishing business in the bathroom.
Looking towards the bed, where a khaki suit, a slightly darker shirt and matching pants are on the large bed not far from where they stand.
"Now huh? All right, let's get started!" he was accompanied by a grin on the corner of his lips.
John came back down the stairs after finishing cleaning up. Standing in front of his parents.
"Well, let's go before it gets night!" the father's voice interrupted.
The mother smiled gently at the good looks of her son.
"Aigoo... My John grew up and was so handsome!" praise him while rubbing John's sturdy arm.
"Where is my mom actually taking me?" lies chattering.
"You'll find out later!" short the mother.
The three entered a luxury car with a driver already waiting inside. John sat in front, beside the steering wheel.
Silence, no confersation a word. Only the roar of the car engine sounds smooth and does not interfere with hearing at all.
After a distance of about thirty minutes, they arrived in front of a large house with a modern design, and two people were waiting for their arrival in front of the house.
"Mr Wilson." said the man in formal dress, shaking his hand and rubbing his father's arm. A man John knows very well, Mr. Choi.
Then Mr. Choi turned to look at John, smiled broadly and spread out his hands. John puts a laugh on his beer and welcomes Mr. Choi's embrace.
A thread of memory flashed, stagnating John. How two years ago, a man in daegu also greeted her warmly in an embrace like this. A good old figure and appreciative of himself, the man who had a wrinkled palm yet warm and loving. The other one is Hyuji's father.
"You look more and more mature and handsome John!" praise Lord Choi for letting go of his arms, getting John pulled back into the realization that today was not two years ago. Differ.
"Thank you uncle... "
"Uncle?? Call me papa like you called your own papa! "
It's ridiculous!
Doesn't he know John is married? that is, still tied to marriage and not officially separated. But he instead received a proposal from his parents! Really sickening!
John was eager to laugh out loud for it, but held back strongly, to keep a word in the name of his parents. An Honor.
"really? Wow, I'm honored!" sahut John's. "But, wouldn't it be more appropriate if I just called uncle! There are others I still have the right to call my father other than my own father!"
Checkmate!!
All were silent because of John's sarcastic answer. All became stiff, even JiEun's gaze turned irritated at John's figure. Until the voice of John's mother was heard breaking the silence.
"Ahahaha.have it! We better talk inside!"
Papa John stared intently with both hands clenched, hinting at a rage. As if not to question it, John just laughed in a grin, once again.
The atmosphere became a little awkward, only the sound of spoons and plates clashing on a large dining table that contains a variety of food menus.
"Mr Wilson, is this matchmaking plan still going to continue?"
"of course! " said John's mother sooner before Mr. Wilson managed to open his mouth to give an answer. "How about our engagement party after John finishes the last hearing of his divorce! Two more weeks!"
"Mam—"
"Silence John!" the mother gave dominance. John had to keep his mouth shut and pretend to obey, as he had planned.
"of course! I think JiEun doesn't mind either! Isn't that right, baby?" said Mr. Choi while looking at the Princess only wayangnya.
"Yes pa... "
"If necessary we invite one of the leading media to cover their engagement!"
"Mom! That's overkill!" john disagrees with the mother's proposal.
John did not like if the media took part in the party that should be done in private. Given JiEun's career could be ruined instantly. And of course, she did not want Hyuji to hear the news and incised a new wound Hyuji had inflicted.
"You don't matter, do you, baby?" Asked John's mother with a gentle smile at JiEun. No matter what John says.
"No mom, I have permission from the manager and the agency!"
John put a spoon slowly on the table, rubbing the leftovers on his lips, ending the dinner, then looked up at JiEun who also seemed to have a plan. Everything happened outside of John's expectations.
"So you got permission from your agency Noona?"
"Of course!"
John remained silent for a while, putting on a smile that looked even more terrifying than before. Taking the risk of becoming hated by Hyuji even more, John opened his voice. "Let's do it! We're throwing a fancy party for the engagement! Let the whole country know about us, about our family relationships!"
The sound is firm but contains a lot of meaning pain in it. His gaze was straight, John knew he could do nothing at this moment other than make the decision to be increasingly hated by his surroundings, his own parents, or even the woman he loved so much. Song Hyuji's.[]
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