Beautiful Goodbye
CHAPTER 26: dark Mist

            The wedding dress was perfectly wrapped in Sohyun's tiny body. A long dress with elaborate lace at each end of the white silk cut. Her teary eyes were not dull looking at her reflection in the changing room. Sohyun was moved, how the whole glass was looking at him. Since then he was silent, drifting to see a different look. Including a waiter who helped her dress it.

         At first, not a second did he ever think would pull over into this boutique. Every day the rest of the afternoon after university, Sohyun could only see it from the window. The dress, which is now wrapped around her body, has been on display for two weeks. From the first moment of seeing, always the shadow appeared. He wants to get married.

        He shouldn't have asked Taehyung to go as far as now. Stop in front of the store and beg to be married even though it is pseudo. But, thinking about it again, it would only add to the rupture of his head that was currently beginning to be burdened with pain. The girl desperately held herself up for the sake of looking fine in front of many people.

         "Miss is very pretty. It's perfect to wear this wedding dress."

        Sohyun smiled at a glance. "really?" tanyakanya.

        The waiter nodded, pulling the zipper that covered half of his plain back. It was true that the woman had no reason to lie with her words just now. Her eyes showed awe to see the famous designer's dress matching Sohyun's.

        "Miss husband candidates will definitely be just as fascinated. Let me help, so he can see your appearance."

        Sohyun further developed a smile on his lips. He couldn't have listened wrong. The maid thought Taehyung was her future husband, should she explain or let this misunderstanding continue, while she enjoyed the present moment, where he can act as if he were me—they are a real match.

         Slowly his hands were lifted from the iron pillar of clothing. Slightly trembling, because for a matter of minutes, Sohyun had to support himself when changing into a long dress. The woman beside him was so patiently helping him to return to his wheelchair which was long waiting to be occupied by its owner. Prepare to go out to the man who is definitely waiting outside.

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       While in a quiet waiting room, Taehyung was neat with his male fashion pieces. The curtain was opened, along with his back which turned away instantly. A different aura emanated from his yellowed eyes, just as Sohyun was unable to shackle the sense of happiness, the man was transfixed. His mouth opened, a small step accompanied by a heavy sound that he managed to swallow the next moment. "Is that ..., Sohyun?"

        "I said what? Your priest must be stunned to see your appearance, Miss!" The waiter beside Sohyun exclaimed happily.

        Sohyun came forward, grabbing the cold jeriji that hung down his lunglai. Squeezing tightly before forcing Taehyung to wake up immediately from his stupid look.

      "Close mouth. You're not ashamed?" Sohyun muttered softly. Chuckles when remembering what Taehyung's expression was like in the last second.

      "You made me like that. It's your fault!" the bumbling Taehyung.

       Taehyung quickly bent his legs, gathered to face Sohyun. "You're all grown up, not that cute little Kim So Hyun anymore."

       "You too, are amazing and .. handsome!"

       Both giggling. Whispering throws compliments at each other. There are times when the two people are acting up, but on this day let it be a gift that should be remembered someday. The two maids standing there were delighted. A romance that is often shown by young couples.

        In the midst of awe, Sohyun set his gaze on his bag of butts, it was lying on the sofa, he hurriedly grabbed it, then took something out of it. For a moment his eyes closed.

        One minute.

       The woman told in her heart. His head also thought briefly and then muttered so softly.

       Can it be for today, you let me do it, Lord?

       A sentence known only to him and the Lord he always invited to mingle in prayer. Sohyun really wants to do anything—desire that has been explored by himself—now shown.

       Slowly he turned around, putting on a sincere smile. Taehyung looked at him happily, waiting for his wheelchair to approach again.

      "I've been thinking about it for a long time. About my request ... will you do it with me, Taehyung?"

        In fact, when Sohyun said that, Taehyung felt a feeling of fear that bit into the recesses of his heart. Until a bitter smile for a second arises, the spring is replaced with another smile, which is more sincere. "Anything, whatever it is, I'll do it for you."

        Her dream is very simple. Not an impulsive person, but this time the rubble of dreams he once threw away, fused. Married, with but.

        In Sohyun's own hands, a mirrorless camera was clasped. He hopes to capture this opportunity as best as he can. It was as if there would be no other day for him to be able to repeat.

       "Can you help us take a picture? I want to be able to capture this moment" Sohyun asked.

       At first they were astonished, why did Sohyun ask to take a photo, a question like "are they not a pair of brides-to-be who are getting married? "

       Although confused, one of the two servants came forward, a woman who had helped Sohyun. The woman happily nodded, accepting the camera. Actually, he knew Sohyun. Facts he covered. Often he sees Sohyun passing through the boutique where he works. He saw Sohyun standing for a long time in front of the boutique. Six times, six times that Sohyun never once used to enter the boutique. The woman was initially indifferent. He ignored, feeling that Sohyun was just an ordinary woman who had nothing. The thought was finally broken, when Sohyun was picked up by Jonghoon and treated like a person who was so respected.

        Sohyun. He stood on his feet, slowly feeling his footing. Taehyung trembled, moved to see the struggle of the woman. The more his pulse, when both palms Sohyun gripped his arm that helped hold the weight of Sohyun's body. She knows, the girl's in pain right now, and pretending all right. This was not only Sohyun's self-torture, the man was also sick without visible injuries.

         "Bas stubborn!" hardiknya, holding Sohyun into the deckap body, when the defense of the girl was unsteady suddenly.

          "You just found out?" Sohyun said, quickly stand up straight even though it still depends on the strength of Taehyung's body. After all, he should look good without making the surrounding people suspicious.

           The camera is precisely aimed at humans of the opposite sex. Smile imprinted perfectly, framing their happy countenance. Ten very valuable shots.

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         Taehyung came home last night. Getting late until it ends at dawn. It was fortunate to know that both parents were spending their wedding celebrations in Europe yesterday morning. All he got when he got home was a quiet atmosphere. It feels quiet without any noise in it. Slender.

           His steps are heavy at the end of the stairs. The tips of his feet hidden in the pantofel shoes were reluctant to go forward. Breathe in a deep air before taking a strong breath. Taehyung turned around, not up the stairs, but down the stairs of the basement.

        The light turns bright when the switch is pressed on the index finger. The shelves contain many wines arranged so neatly. Taehyung took a leisurely step, checking the bottles of wine of various types and brands that had been stored for years. The situation is still clean, there is no hoarse as atom even second. His father was very attentive to this room, just like the diverse collection of books in the upper workroom.

         Taehyung is still looking through the wine storage shelves of his father's collection, Kim Haeyoung. His favorite wines are Merlot and Chardonnay. But this time his lethargic hand pointed at the others while intently reading the type of champagne arranged in wine cellar. It starts with Veuve's most famous champagne clicquot. Followed by Perrier jouet champagne, which has a sweeter taste. Krug champagne, Crystal, Champagne, Dom perignon champagne, and ends on Bollinger champagne.

          He wanted to feel another taste tickle his tongue. The choice fell on a champagne labeled Schramsberg Blanc de Noirs that was kept for four years. The longer, he said the more the original taste is fading thick, replaced by the taste of fresh dried fruit flesh and soft.

       Taehyung quickly sat down near the bar stool, putting a bottle of his Bollinger Champagne on the table. Preparing to drink alcohol that has not flowed his throat for a long time. Better than whiskey that contains high levels of alcohol.

         "You're still a bad drinker."

            Taehyung's body stiffened. The heavy voice behind him made himself surprised.

           Jaehyun, who had originally woken up from his sleep, followed the younger brother. Taehyung's strange gurgle successfully triggers Jaehyun urung into his room, and decides to follow Taehyung to the basement.

          "Since when has Brother been here?" Taehyung asked pleasantries, his expression slowly normalizing after the shock caused him.

           "Since you entered the wine cellar."

         Heads cupped. Then prepare to pour another drink. Jaehyun clucked cynically, coming closer with a bottle of port wine in hand. The man sat next to Taehyung, opened the bottle and poured it on his tympanic glass.

         "This is the first time I've seen you come to this place, and drink right away."

        "Are you surprised or dislike?"

        "Not both."

         A moment Taehyung and Jaehyun compactly fell silent. They were both soluble in their drinks, Taehyung this time tried to taste his champagne properly. Inhale the aroma deeply before taking a sip and swallowing it slowly. He can feel it, a mixture of Pinot Noir that is so dominant and the taste of fruit flesh in it.

         Jaehyun took a sip of the drink produced in Douro valley slowly. Sweet, sour and a little bit bitter on his tongue.

         "Lately you've been home all night and now you're drinking, it's not uncommon for you to be like this if there's nothing that's bothering you."

        Taehyung peels his face. "Sister always comes home late, even often stay in the hospital."

        Jaehyun snorted at Taehyung's glint. Split a dozen years, does not mean he forgot what his brother's temperament was like.

         "Is there a problem? You look bad now. "Putting Jaehyun's empty glass on the bar table. His gaze crept in looking at the rotation of the wandering black bead Taehyung. "Even you look more unconscious."

        "What's so clear?" Taehyung said indifferently.

        "Yes, ada. There must be something."

        Taehyung exhaled many times. Plugging the liquid once more without daring to stare at the seated elder brother.

       "On Sohyun."

       The man was stunned, the look in his eyes dimmed, turning dark. "If I didn't love him, would Brother think I would behave like this too? Come to the basement just for a drink."

      "I think yes. Your best friend's relationship is closer than your lover's. Although I couldn't accept it yet, you used Sohyun, but I thought, that girl doesn't mind at all."

       That's right what Jaehyun said. Sohyun did not even get angry at him, because he made him a pretend lover in front of his parents so far.

         "He's always been like that." Taehyung whispered to his thoughts that had just floated.

         They're leaking on drinks again. Taehyung spent five glasses, while Jaehyun did not have three. Jaehyun realized that he was not a reliable drinker, if it continues to be forced, then similar events last night will be repeated. Where he got drunk in front of Sohyun and acted at will in the middle of the city streets. His eagle eyes glanced at his leather watch, Jaehyun felt that they had had enough of a talk the night before, Taehyung also needed to clear his mind. He stood up and pressed his glass and bottle.

       "Do you still put some flavor on her?"

         Jaehyun stopped moving. Almost surprised by surprise. He wanted to not respond, but there was something he had to admit right now in front of his sister. Jaehyun sat back down. Squeezing a glass that will crumble if it gives off too much energy, contradicting the water of his face that shows calmness.

       "Honestly still. This week I've been trying so hard to obfuscate it. Apparently not as easy as I thought, I keep thinking about Sohyun."

        Taehyung understood, appreciating Jaehyun's honest answer. Right, the feeling is too complicated to ignore. Like hate that doesn't require much cause, love and compassion arise without being asked.

        "Then, are you going to confess to her?" taehyung wanted to know. He expected his brother to repay him with yes. Taehyung also wanted to confess once again to his feelings.

       "Even without confessing, the child already knew about it," Jaehyun said. A voice that sounds raucous. He is an adult, and there is no reason to lie that Sohyun can make him forget the departure of his first love. Sohyun was a medicine, the girl had already become a healer for her injuries in the past. And realized he could never have. "Taehyung, Sohyun isn't that stupid. He knows a lot of things, including how you feel."

         Taehyung was quietly astonished in his place. His eyebrows swooped, forming a space.

         Jaehyun stood up again, patting Taehyung on the shoulder. "Today I've decided to stop. I feel free, until anytime, Sohyun will not change his feelings. He has set his heart and it is not me. Not me. He likes a man. I think he loves her so much, that he does so much for the people he likes."

      "Do you know who it is?" Coming to his feet, Taehyung's face changed drastically, suddenly Jungkook's shadow flashed in his mind. Moreover, the man had been in a relationship with Sohyun and was seen several times visiting the hospital.

      "Kim Taehyung ..."

       I can't wait to answer.

      "You!"

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        The girl had not yet moved from her desk. Two hours, apparently not enough for him to look at the photo he just printed in his personal photo studio. Sohyun liked the result, Ten images that made him cry shed tears.

         Drowsiness was reluctant to come, even though the wall clock in the corner of his room had pointed to the number one needle in the morning. There is still something he will do, everything is so planned, his activities are always structured according to schedule, and for tonight, Sohyun will not sleep.

        The photos have been well stored in his photo album sheet. Along with a collection of photos that he always keeps between the folds of the diary.

        There is still a blank sheet, Sohyun berandai in sitting in peace, if one day Taehyung who will fill the remaining blank sheets in the final pages. With better photos than the shots so far. I hope that.

        Time becomes a precious thing in Sohyun's life. No matter how small the rest of the time, for him was an opportunity that he had to use well. Today he was able to get through it, either tomorrow. Slowly his hand opened the drawer of his study table, put a photo album inside there and switched on the medicine grain in a cylinder tube. Sleeping pills are always consumed when the eyelids do not want to close.

       "I'll stop depending on you. Today too we will be separated," he said, who immediately threw the bottle into the trash and from today on, he is determined to use his nights to practice walking again. He should be able to walk normally before the music performance is held later in the month, should.