Beautiful Goodbye
CHAPTER 32: Noctah Guram

       Since the sentence was thrown, penetrated into his sharp shackles, since then Sohyun was silent for a long time, stunned with abstruse gazes interpreted. Contemplating, weighing, may be controlling what if he refuses or vice versa. Sohyun dissolves, drifting into his deep thinking activities to make a decision. Not want to be rash, even grouchy.

          The girl was afraid of regret, but, wasn't it commonplace that things were at risk? Small or big, as well as his choice this time. Typical Consequent, Sohyun would not retract his words, and cling to the attitude taken.

       His heart will tell the truth, from his heart that it is impossible to lie, that he is happy and afraid at the same time. Happy that Taehyung proposed to her, afraid that it would be a painful farewell for a man who had no sin at all. Seeing a cheerful face that is always laced with a red hue, a distinctive boxy smile belongs to the man, making the sensation grieved at his feelings. Taehyung is too good for him who is handicapped. Compared to him, Sohyun was more worried about the gentle smiling young man, who looked impatiently waiting for an answer from him, the hopeful gazes on both of Taehyung's dark brown obsidians made Sohyun give up.

         "I accept whatever you choose."

         The phrase comes from Taehyung. The man already looked desperate, his Sohyun was slow to give an answer that made his heart beat abnormally since earlier.  Taehyung was resigned if his request was rejected. He tried to understand Sohyun's current position. Weight is certain. Taehyung realized how hard his ego had been all along. Unbecoming, a relationship is based on coercion. What is, will only hurt, make one or two parties feel the pain of the wound. They'll get hurt.

        But the estimate is wrong. Taehyung was lighted, almost charcoal and the net was wide open, when both Sohyun's hands were raised.

        Sohyun.

      Drowning the face above his roaring chest.

      The girl said so beautifully in her room, "I never know what the future brings. But I know you’re here with me now.

We’ll make it through and I hope you are the one I share my life with."

        What his ears just misheard, just witnessed from Sohyun's mouth, echoed the lyric behead of the song he had just sung. Could that be Sohyun's answer? Had this been a fragment of the flower part of his sleep, Taehyung would not have been awake so that what was heard was not just a joke. Too beautiful, when it wakes up and finds reality too painful.

         "You accepted me?" Taehyung stutters.

        Chief Sohyun nodded. "Today, I want to confess my feelings .. I love you, Kim Taehyung," I Sohyun took off his embrace, staring at Taehyung's red face. The face of the man who had long held the key to his heart.

        "So come on, we're married!"

      Head Taehyung nodded impatiently. Her tears were shed, sniffing deeply at the scent of the body of the girl she had just frowned upon. Taehyung did not know what to say, to express the joy that struck. The reckless action, and preparation that is far from perfect, can melt the heart of the woman.

        "Yes, as soon as we get married, today we're getting married!"

       Taehyung did not joke with the words that came out of his mouth. He will marry his wife today. He had already prepared many things, even before Sohyun came to his senses from his coma. Ready to be rejected, good thing it did not happen, because Sohyun accepted it. All because of Sohyun's diary, which was left behind in the tree house, Taehyung secretly opened it, reading Sohyun's hope on the last page, Sohyun wanted to get married. Be with him.

 ***

       Yeri is still engrossed in her camera, while the three young men who are still single in biological age are also happy. Perhaps not yet, Yoon-gi must be the backbone of the family, since all the assets of the father was frozen because it was proven to be corruption in the Jin-Gak project fund. Jungkook is still relaxed, not confusing relationships with women since breaking up from Sohyun. He focused on his new activities, who now serves as chairman of the student organization with charity activities every week. But something seemed to change the man's gaze, as his eyes were strewn on Kim Yeri's brown irises. The girl looked timid, looking away when she accidentally pointed her camera at Jungkook.

       And Kim Jaehyun himself, secretly always watched from afar by Hong Eunjung, his high school friend, gave a faint grin. Stepping leisurely approached Eunjung who stood her back.

       "Stay here" he said. "You don't want to say anything? Maybe there's something you want to say?"

        Eunjung gelagapan inlaid the odd question. "Speak about what?"

        "Your feelings, maybe."

       "What was my feeling?" Eunjung pretends not to understand.

        "Do I have to ask Sohyun for help .. If you admit it, I will consider our next relationship."

         "Don't carry Miss Sohyun's name. Do you think I have no self-respect? While it's true that I like you a lot, don't expect me to beg for love!" Eunjung who did not accept, clucked.

         Jaehyun frowned, his right hand closed his mouth to control his laughter, while the other one patted Eunjung on the shoulder, "Thank you, thanks to your confession, I don't have to bother asking about how you feel right now."

       Damn it!

       "That's ..." Eunjung is cornered.

       "What's wrong with trying."

        The feeling of those words is ambiguous. "Tried?" tanyakanya.

         "Connect with my monkey love" joked Jaehyun.

        "Love monkeys?"

        The woman was stunned, not realizing Jaehyun was ready to take a swing to escape. There is something wrong with the monkey Jaehyun's love.

        "Don't ...," Eunjung also dangled. "Yes, Kim Jaehyun! Are you the one who sent the alay letter in my locker?" The woman shrieks, as her mind carries with it her memories of a high school senior, where numerous letters containing poetic words hang in her locker and it turns out that Jaehyun is the culprit.

       Everyone laughed, looking at the doctor and the nurse. Chasing each other, no matter the people who looked at the two childishly. Mightiness.

         Sohyun could feel it, being in the midst of carefree laughter. How happy, if people are able to brush off their hardships a little. Take a moment to laugh, unwind, momentarily forget. Is he capable of doing that?

         Sometimes Sohyun thinks himself an eccendentesiast, who prefers to live in falsehood as if all is not a problem. Drowned and buried in his own wound. Not infrequently harboring his feelings and blind to recognize. But, today her smile was wider, a small ruckus and a crispy laugh came out. He laughs, not laugh at their funny half silly, from the bottom of his heart, Sohyun admits, he laughs because he is happy.

🔔

      Yoon eun wiped away her rolling tears, don't ask how the woman felt after watching it all. It was too strange to describe the taste dough that settled in his heart. Since then, she and Woojin with Taehyung's parents noticed their children's interactions from the hospital hallway. Very plainly. They were happy, but the other thing with Yoon eun, as if there will be a storm in the midst of happiness that envelops the young people who rejoice in the hospital park. The same feeling of fear when his late single daughter was gone for good.

        "They're completely compatible" Haeyong's soon-to-be Sewon commented, "May all go well."

        "Come, we'll join. The candle flame must be blown immediately." Woojin opened his voice, pointing at the birthday cake in his hand before the candle melted.

***

          Extinguished.

         Sohyun felt among the many days he had passed. Of the thousands, this is what makes it most memorable, when hospital residents flock to come just to say hello or congratulate. Sohyun reasoned to not be able to say how many prayers and hopes were given to him. His mind is broken, unceasingly giving thanks.

       Behind Sohyun, the figure of the man who had just become his lover was smilingly looking at. Take a leisurely step while bringing a parcel. The gift that Taehyung deliberately prepared in advance for Sohyun. A small box covered in bright yellow analogous gift paper.

       Taehyung did not need to concern himself, fortifying the object from the sight of Sohyun's eyes. He was sure, if Sohyun found out without him telling. However, his intention was off, the object was put back in his pants pocket. Waiting for the right moment. Maybe it's not time yet, and Sohyun won't push.

       "Today's weather is very good," said Taehyung, who was stale, but turned his head to a patch of sky overgrown with mushrooming clouds.

      Seeing a cluster of humilis cumulus clouds that looked more like cauliflower, Sohyun's smile appeared. Cool. Sohyun did not feel the cold that often afflicted him, warm because the sun rays jolted between the cracks of the cotton cloud.

      "We'll see it more often when summer comes."

       Sohyun called, agreeing with Taehyung's statement. To be honest, in the small space at the end of his heart, Sohyun himself felt doubt. He had to wait for the arrival of the summer a few months away, long for himself who was only given a little time. Sohyun was secretly unsure.

       "Bubble foam," Sohyun said softly, staring at Taehyung's curious glow-laden bead. "Usually ... back then, we could have spent hours just playing bubble foam in the summer, no matter how hot the day was."

       Sohyun's exposure made Taehyung's aggressive laughter flutter. "Ah, yes, you're right. It feels like it's been a long time since we've done it—"

      "I want us to do it today."

      The man pensively, staring at the groaning face as well as the storming despair. "Why should it be today?"  Taehyung kept the question in his mind. Today means there is no other day.

🔔

        Like a young couple in general who always spend time together, Taehyung and Sohyun do their first date, starting with a hand held down the street. Not to places that are tracked by crowds, frenetic luxury, both in star hotels, let alone high-class restaurants. However, the hill park, which is always a favorite place, has become a special fatigue release for both. For them, there is no place that can replace the hill garden of Enorty, even if God will seduce with a lofty mountain boulder better. Memories here—more inside tree house—too valuable.

      Honestly Taehyung was curious, what would Sohyun do after this. It is not impossible to just play bubbles. Taehyung could not guess the contents of Sohyun's mind and he also preferred to suspect things that he did not know. Still waiting for her girl to speak, before thirty more steps they climbed the stairs. Taehyung even wondered why he became this big when the relationship between the two had been made clear.

       "What do you think I'm gonna do?" Sohyun made the exact same question in Taehyung's mind. The man thought seriously.

       "Finishing our facial sketches or maybe draining this soapy water," Taehyung replied at once while showing him a bottle of soapy water he was carrying. That was all that came into his brain. But Sohyun just shook his head. Taehyung's answer was wrong.

        "What lounge?"

      "Bernostalgia."

       One Sohyun said, turning off Taehyung's long footsteps. The man looked at his female eyes deeply, and Sohyun did not dodge, returning the gaze of the eyes judging it was calmer as well as poignant.

        "I've always wished I could make so many wonderful memories. Who knows, one day I can remember him with a big smile, because I did many things filled with happiness. When I stepped on the first ladder like this ...," Sohyun showed him the right foot that had stepped on the first step. "The shadow of the self appears in the past, which has happened before the present time. We were like this."

        "I can't stay here for long, even if I want to" Sohyun pulled Taehyung's wrist. Climb the stairs and end up on a wooden bench that hunts down the tree line across the hill. The pine tree was no longer frozen over the ice sheet. Now it looks fresh, still leaving traces of dew from the morning blind.

        "You remember the first time we met on the street?" Taehyung asked and Sohyun smilingly nodded. Sure Sohyun remembered.

        "I recognized you then" Sohyun replied.

       Taehyung was surprised. "And I didn't realize, that you were the Sohyun I wanted to meet," there was regret in each word, if Taehyung remembered the event of not wearing it, so more inclined to the sense of a haunting panderer for abandoning his best friend on the side of the road, who was ill in a wounded condition.

       "If you don't go, maybe our twin bells will never hang in the treehouse."

       The attention of both of them is immediately fixed on a small object that occasionally moves to make a sound, when the air-free misfortune arrives. So great was his desire to have that bell.

       "It's soothing." Closing his eyes, Sohyun breathed a lot of air. Scavenging the air supply filled his chest cavity which was suddenly hit by pain. "It's really a warm morning" he hissed half withstanding the stinging.

       Taehyung turned his head, staring at the clear sky. True said Sohyun, that today, the cold temperature changed, was eliminated by the warm sunburn.

🔔

       Not long. It was only a short time that they captured in the hill garden. Taehyung could not close his eyes to sleep on Sohyun's lap as usual. He wanted to spend a lot of time looking at his body more often and his attitude was reciprocated by Sohyun's mafhum smile. The foam bubble game ends just before noon, Sohyun is happy when his thin fingers can pop a lot of clear round-shaped balloons that Taehyung is blowing in. It was deja vu, he said. How once a little Kim So Hyun jumped up, whistled, lifting up his height to be able to break the water balloon that invaded him— as much as possible— as much as he could in order to get a flower gift forget me not taken directly Taehyung from the valley on the hillside. That said, Taehyung is a brave boy who knows no fear of the steep ravines that are ready to devour him at any time.

       Sohyun's memory kelumit led him to a beautiful nostalgia. The memories have not been shifted, do not want to be replaced even though other memories have been coming in every moment. Various nostalgia always find a special place in Sohyun. Everything was written in his diary, which this time was still sitting in the drawer of the tree house.

       "We should prepare a lot of things for our marriage" Sohyun said softly. His hand seemed reluctant to leave, combing Taehyung's rapid black mane once elongated.

        Taehyung was silent for a moment, his eyes from the beginning were focused on seeing Sohyun who was incessantly stroking his hair, because of his spoiled request.

         "What do you want us to prepare?" Taehyung said heavy. For the size of the family of both parties, it is not difficult to prepare a variety of things for less than a day.

         "Your heart."

        The sculptor said nothing. What was? What will happen to his heart?  Taehyung always wanted to be ignorant. Lying if he does not understand the direction of Sohyun's speech. Not only the heart, it also needs to prepare mentally after this.

          "I'm very ready, to make a promise before God."

        Although it was not that, Sohyun smiled happily. Rubbed his man's tired face so as not to need to think about things.

         "thank you. For everything you do. I'm happy that you're keeping your promise to come back. Thank you for making a beautiful tree house, sorry if I can't come here often."

      Holding Taehyung's hand, met a look at Sohyun's sagging eyes looking at him. Holding a pale hand on his face was sad. "What do you mean? Don't talk that way again, someday .. we'll be here, as a family. We and our children."

       The girl was crying in silence. Tears are pooling, sliding as well.

Sohyun collapsed in front of Taehyung. Repeatedly apologizing for nothing much he could do.

       "We're getting married, soon we can have each other whole, I promise I'll take care of you."

        Taehyung made a promise. A promise this time he will not break. It will no longer make Sohyun suffer in waiting. Grasping her more tightly hook Sohyun's hand, channeling a sense of comfort so that women also do not need to think that is not-nothing. Taehyung still wants to spend the time together that has not been established longer. With Sohyun.