Beautiful Goodbye
CHAPTER 30: Vulnerable Hearts

        The incandescent sound of sirens echoes the lag, muffling the sound of screaming and scaring fear. Plunging together many police vehicles are quick to secure the location of the lakalantas that just happened thirty minutes ago. This back-to-back accident, caused by a squeaky water tanker truck, left several vehicles lining up at the pay counters off track and overturned. Make part of the vehicle body damaged light to heavy. No exception to the car that was driven by the man, a man who almost became a victim of death, if he did not quickly escape from the car that had been dragged as far as fifty meters.

        Taehyung was sitting limp on the side of the road. Shock is certain. Especially after seeing the rear bumper of the car was badly damaged, making it unusable. Racakadut, that's the picture of Taehyung's current appearance. The definition of handsome and charismatic faded instantly when the wrapping of his body changed drastically. His tie loosened, while his black suit was torn when it touched the iron of the car that was sticking out when he rushed out.

        Once confused, what to do so he can get to his destination, because there is no one who can be asked for a ride. Luckily his phone was not destroyed along with his car, it was tucked in the pocket of a suit and he managed to use it to contact Jaehyun who was on his way to pick up at his current location.

         His license was tired of filling up with various unqualified grunts. Not much impact on the situation. He looked late from the time he should have. So with patience being withheld, Taehyung waited while praying that Jaehyun did not experience something similar to him.

        Thought once again his watch, tapping the nose in the wait that did not end soon. A few minutes later, the gray Ford car Taehyung recognized. Stop right in front of him who rushed up to the car of the brother. For him there is no time. He did not want to buy time, because it was about Sohyun.

         "You almost scare me, if something bad happens to you," Jaehyun glanced at Taehyung, driving his car constantly.

         Taehyung understood the meaning of Jaehyun's worry. It does not matter if you have to deal with all the sarcastic ramblings of his brother, because the most important and main thing now is Sohyun. Taehyung realized that he was too late, when his eyes fell on a tiny object on his left wrist. Remaining an hour, how guilty Taehyung, if he even missed his promise to the friend who had been waiting for a long time. He had to get there before the show ended, he determined.

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          Canon In D instrumental version, by Johann Pachelbel became the next song.  A baroque music, having previously played the strains of the Renaissance. Sohyun took a momentary pause, the girl's head bowed in front of the grand piano that accompanied her on stage.  Let the harmony created by the cello and violin melodiously dominate this large room.

        The orchestral symphony concert had already run close to two hours, and Taehyung. Sohyun searched around, unable to find the faintest shadow of the man's face among the crowded thousands of spectators present. However, even a fingernail, he had not found the figure of the man.

         In his head's bow, Sohyun grimaced with a small groan touched by dozens of instruments. Aware that many pairs of eyes pay attention, pretend Sohyun as if all good—badannya back upright—put smile was focused on the swing of baton Mr. George.

         Ten minutes.

         Without feeling like it's passing so fast. Back Sohyun prepared to prepare his fingers on the piano keys, while waiting for the swing of the wand the conductor gave a cue. Just before the baton was lifted, right then and there, the person he was waiting for appeared in the back row with Jaehyun. Although too far away, did not make Sohyun foreign in knowing the stature of the body of Kim. It was seen Taehyung smilingly raising his two hands clenched, encouraging.

        "You can do it, Sohyun. The spirit!"

        Although the sound did not reach his spine, lost by the friction of the violin and clarinet, Sohyun was able to catch it. Similar to a gentle whisper, and able to make him forget the pain that had been spitting on his body since earlier. Sohyun smiled haru, had found his spirit, Kim Tae Hyung.

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       Sharpen his eyesight, Taehyung's sad netra is imprinted on only one subject. As if for a second he neglected to ignore, then the woman's body he noticed will melt—lalu lost. Yang Taehyung knew, he had to seize the opportunity again, the guilt of missing an hour of Sohyun's appearance required him to focus on the white-robed girl without caring around. His gaze was fixated on observing, everything in the figure of a woman who was so stunning all eyes through her ability to dance fingers with the black-and-white.

        His lips lifted up even higher, when Sohyun looked at him, even for a second, though a little, the smile full of warmth and happiness was so strong that Taehyung could not forget.

        Jaehyun, who was sitting beside Taehyung, could see and feel how much happiness emanated from those glittering beads of eyes. If only he had not learned to let go, it could be that his mind was now screaming sorely. Jealous. Inrelation to flirting. Jaehyun tried to convince himself that between himself and Sohyun, it was purely between the doctor and the patient. Many times Jaehyun emphasized that until anytime, it felt like he would never be reciprocated. That was enough to make him give up.

         While there were two men who similarly drifted to notice her, the girl smiled faintly, just a slight smile as the song changed into classical times. Serenade — made him remember Franz Schubert, one of his favorite composers. Closing both eyelids that have begun to feel heavy. Really Sohyun would shout, if only this room was empty .. empty without anyone in it. However, Sohyun's choice was to dissolve with the song for a moment. Impregnating each note and harmonizing the percussion tools and string seduction that cut his consciousness that began to fall.

         Do you know that he is very happy today?

         All his loved ones gathered in one quiet space. Sit enjoying the presentation of fiber people with him. This is amazing, Sohyun will remember it. A great memory that can no longer be done.

         There will not be enough words for souls who are still wandering freely. But for Sohyun, the girl felt already. It's time, just don't need to sue. This is his last song.

         The movement of his finger swallowed, as the faint sound of the violin's friction touched the lowest pitch. As the chorus disappears. The music will eventually stop when the sheet has run out, reaching the end limit.

          Change the noise of thousands of claps.

           Everybody stand.

           And .. he fell

           Darkened. Maledom.

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          Taehyung nibbled his thinly-stricken temple instead of playing. His eyes were wet with tears, while his slumped position in front of the ER room made him frustrated. Who would have thought, bad events occurred after the music performance, still explained in the memory of a Taehyung, how the body of Sohyun collapsed on stage when he was about to stand up to pay his respects. Only a blank look and a line of smiles were left behind, before the round eyes of the woman closed perfectly.

       Yoon Eun who was standing not far away could only cry, now fear and panic reached her heart. Because he also felt involved in making Sohyun's fate miserable. Often the sentence of self-blame and how egocentric he had been in the past was poured out of his mouth. Luckily Woojin continues to accompany and calm down, no one wants anything bad to happen.

        Sewon who had just arrived approached his sobbing son. Miris saw Taehyung roar alone. He and Haeyoung already knew everything, from Jaehyun's mouth yesterday. What a heartbreaking reality, considering again the relationship of his son who was stricken with grief.

      "Take it easy."

        Taehyung looked up at his mother's face. "How come it's like this, ma'am?" he grabbed Sewon's body.

         The woman could not say a word, but fell on Taehyung's trembling back. He was still in shock when he heard this news. Never had he seen the son so sad, he was convinced that Sohyun was really valuable to Taehyung.

        "Sohyun will be fine. She's a great girl, she'll survive. We all have to be optimistic, honey."

       His head nodded broken, half his mind believing, the rest was despair coursing through the brain and soul.

         Before long, the door of the ER room shifted, the first Jaehyun came out from there. His eyes went straight to the younger brother who was curled up in his mother's arms. This was what he feared the most; seeing his sister slump. Then, his gaze rotated looking at Yoon eun who was running towards him, sure enough, asking for an explanation and he had to devise a word variable for this complicated situation right now.

       "Say something" urged Yoon Eun because Jaehyun did not immediately open his voice.

        Taehyung came closer to him, waiting for an honest sentence from the silent Jaehyun.

        "Sister.. Please tell me what's going on? How's condition?"

         "Why silence?" Sewon raised his voice, demanding something out of his eldest son's mouth.

        Jaehyun took a deep breath. Releasing the roaring air vapors restrained his voice. Staring one by one in those curious eyes, Jaehyun said carefully, "This is all I can do. No matter what happens, I hope you can accept. Sohyun will not be able to last longer, the complications experienced are acute. The surgery won't help much because the damage has already spread to vital organs."

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       "Definitely sick ..," he looked again at the respirator that wrapped Sohyun's mouth, imagining the long tube that went into the girl's esophagus alone made Taehyung pity. Counting how many foreign devices are now attached to the helpless thin body, the more oxygen depleted in the environment. Tightness and getting sick.

       "You really don't want to open your eyes, Eoh? I'm already here, don't you want to go with me? You said you'd finish sketching our faces after your performance, why would you sleep here? Then I won't sing for you anymore!"

        His hands folded, putting his face in the arms around him. Free. It is in vain to call any threat that he spills. Taehyung was ashamed, so his face was hidden in a tangle, because he could not resist the crawling sobs.

        Unwittingly Taehyung, Sohyun's tight eyelids moved. The sound of someone's sedan, seemed to disturb his rest, up to several times, ears squealed. The dark netra was slowly opening. It was blurry before faintly turning bright.

         The girl was still fixed in position, not yet able to move her body reflexively. Moreover, his voice that did not want to come out, of course not because Sohyun did not want to, really Sohyun was willing to say hello to the man, say something so that his man did not need to be a cry to see the situation.

       "You're happy to see me like this? Do you want to see me slump more than I am now?" Taehyung is getting jeri. The sedan deepens.

       And, the long-lost hand is raised. Sohyun tried to reach Taehyung's head, stroking the messy mane of his best friend to stop immediately.

         Netra Taehyung was lying around for a moment, when a weak rub touched her jet hair. His body was straight, making sure the owner of the fragile hand was not a mere hallucination.

        Sohyun looked at her with my eyes. Maybe because of his appearance now is not desirable, not to mention the tears and snot that are still poking out of his nostrils. But— compared to all that, Taehyung doesn't care. For him to be able to see Sohyun wake up and now opening his eyes has helped a lot to relieve half of his choked breath. Taehyung.

       His mouth was blackened, not knowing what to say. Haru's. That guy is so happy. To the extent that the wrong behavior, made the girl raise the side of her lips.

       "Tu.wait.... I'll call the doctor," he said stammered, bursting out of the room as fast as lightning.

        Sohyun did not react much, just a line of mysterious smiles that appeared on his face that was ashen in misfortune.

       Then, his attention pointed at the button on the right side of the bed, Sohyun grimaced amusedly, Taehyung should not bother running outside the room to call the doctor.

       "Not changed."

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       Taehyung continued to tail behind Jaehyun's sturdy body. Even a moment he pursued, so rushed to one of the intended room units. They were just as happy, not expecting Sohyun to realize so soon.

         "You wait outside" stopped Jaehyun as Taehyung prepared to enter.

          Taehyung was obviously reluctant. Being so nervous as if it wasn't important.

         "I'm the doctor, other than the nurses and medics, no one is allowed in. Understand the procedure just lay protest."

         Jaehyun hurriedly closed the door, before his sister cursed.

         Sighing, Taehyung can only stroke the chest. "Patience, Tae. For Sohyun's sake, calm down for a moment."

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           Cold radiates across the chest, while the stethoscope sticks to the surface of the outer skin. Sohyun did not wince. What the doctor does. Even when the agonizing ventilator was released at his request, it was replaced with a small oxygen tube (nasal cannul).

      Two sisters are leaving. Leaving the doctor and the patient throwing haggard gazes at each other. In Jaehyun's hands, a bunch of newly recorded files of nurses shaking his defenses, the man was tired, imprinted on his dark look watching Sohyun. Exactly the same, when handed over to handle the teenage Sohyun for the first time. The difference was, Jaehyun felt a deeper sense of fate. It was like a repeated nostalgia.

       "There's something you want to say" he said, drawing closer to Sohyun's bed. Putting away the hair that was a little tassel. A foreign touch that he rarely gives.

         The girl's head nodded. Sohyun had wanted to talk since then, he had prepared a voice so that Jaehyun could hear.

        Poking the whisper into Jaehyun's ear, Sohyun chanted, "Among everyone, besides God, the Doctor must know more about my condition now."

        "Then you want me to do what?" welcome Jaehyun did not lose sedu.

       "Before, I wanted to say thank you. Many thanks to the Doctor who has fought desperately to cure a disease that has invaded my body. Although it has only been three and a half years since we got to know each other, I can feel Doctor Kim's sincerity. To be honest I miss, hearing your voice that likes to yell and get angry every time I face my selfish attitude. But, somehow lately .. I think the doctor's turned soft."

      The man screeched, throwing a troubled face. "Yeah! Do you think I'm that cruel? I'm angry that you won't listen to me, don't you want to see me become a successful doctor who can help patients heal?"

     "My disease is too bad. I don't want to be your rabbit anyway."

       Even on the verge of death, Sohyun could throw annoying sentences. Jaehyun tapped his fingers on the forehead of the girl, like a sister to his sister.

       "Now tell me what do you want now?"

        The offer slid from Jaehyun's mouth. A tempting offer for Sohyun to take.

       Should it?

        His mind weighed the offer. There is no harm in trying than nothing. At least among the millions of dreams he had long assembled, there was one thing Sohyun wanted to do.

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