Beautiful Goodbye
Chapter 5: memories & Memories

     Taehyung stared at a house. The only building on top of a small hill covered with thick trees among the surrounding buildings, the castle tub has modern architecture with four large supporting poles at each corner.

     His heart was pounding, either because of his nervous self or another feeling that was now silent. There were two houses that he went to, one was empty and the other was only inhabited by an old grandmother with her granddaughter. His hand prepared to press the bell on the side of the fence.

     A light pressure that produces a ringing sound. Jonghoon who happened to be outside the main door, heard it. His intention is to put the goods Sohyun needs into the car urung at that time. Something that is rare when a guest comes to his employer's house. Previously no one had known the address of this house because it was remote and covered in tall trees.

     He rushed to the gate, making sure someone pressed the bell twice.

     Taehyung's body was vertical, as the gate shifted. His smile expanded when the figure of the middle-aged man came. Though actually in his heart, Taehyung was really surprised to see Jonghoon in front of him right now.

     "You who?" Jonghoon asked probing, judging Taehyung's usual look, just like most young people.

     While Taehyung was in his place. Pressed observant looking at the figure of a middle-aged man who was astonished to see it. Taehyung would not have mistakenly recognized that wrinkled face. A bit of gray in her hair did not fade Taehyung's memory.

     "Uncle! It's me." It's me."

     He frowned, as the young man in front of him pointed at himself as if they knew each other for a long time.

     "Uncle really don't remember? I just still recognized Uncle Choi's face," Taehyung grunted in disappointment, then slashed the distance, approaching. So that Jonghoon can censor his face that does not change much unless it is getting mature.

     On the other hand, Jonghoon was stuck. He kept staring at Taehyung slowly. A face that was familiar enough to remember, but it was difficult for him to know the identity of the young man who was at first glance similar ...? "Kim Tae Hyung?" after getting his memory. Jonghoon looked up, almost in disbelief.

    Taehyung smiled widely, nodding confirming Jonghoon's guess. Without hesitation Taehyung hugged Jonghoon who was still in shock. After fifteen years, the figure whom Miss Young misses so much comes.

     "You're back?"

     "Eoh, I came back because of my best friend. I actually came here to see ..."

     The young man could not continue his words.  The words that had just come out revealed something in his mind. The woman with the red scarf, the woman he hit while chasing a thug down the street, the familiar look he saw. Could it be that girl, Kim So Hyun? The person he missed and awaited.

     "Why silence?" jonghoon asked to see Taehyung actually froze—d the daydream.

     "So...Where is sohyun?"

     Taehyung is now wracked with a stirring feeling. How could he be so stupid, not realizing that the person he had been looking for was nearby. "Uncle! Please tell me, where is Sohyun now? Is she home, she's okay, right? Why not answer my question? Uncle Choi!"

      Being flocked to various questions bertubi from Taehyung had made Jonghoon waver. Clearly the worried look on Taehyung's face was very curious about his Young Miss. But, can he do something to the man who made her cry?

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     His footsteps were heavy, not powerful. The man went home without bringing the results he hoped for. Instead of meeting Sohyun, Jonghoon was silent, reluctant to tell Sohyun whereabouts. Disappointed, sad, of course he feels. Taehyung crouched on the sofa staring at the ceiling of the luxurious house of his parents with a hollow feeling.

     Not that Taehyung is tired and gives up. However, he will find a way to meet his best friend. He had to keep the promise he made as a child.

     Sewon, who saw his son in a wrinkled state, accelerated his steps down the stairs. Come and sit next to the youngest son.

     "From your looks, I'm sure you must have failed to meet the girl. Right, right?"

     Taehyung snorted again, looking at his mother. A frowning expression plus a lash etched on his masculine face. Sewon's laughter until it broke out in the three-story house.

     "Mother .., it seems Sohyun is angry with me."

     "Why would you think that?"

     "I've hurt her feelings by leaving without telling her anything. And do you know what, the scarred woman I meant yesterday? He's sohyun, Mom. How about this, what should I do to apologize to her? Uncle Choi did not want to tell me about Sohyun's whereabouts. I'm confused now! Should I sneak into her house?"

    No doubt Sewon twisted the earlobe of his son who was too chatty if he was panicking like this. Twenty-six years old, in fact, is not able to change the original nature of Taehyung who sometimes overdo it.

     "You want to be a thief until you have to do something that crazy?"

     Taehyung rubbed his ears, sighing tiredly. "If you know this, I better confide in Brother. But why is he so outrageous, since yesterday I came home from abroad, but he has not shown his nose in front of me!" Again Taehyung grumbled at length.

     "Better to meet your brother. She was nothing compared to Kim Jaehyun!" Sewon jokingly looked at the cynical Taehyung who grimaced unpleasantly.

     "Ah, so the story replaces the mother who was angry with me. All right, I'll go!" Taehyung got up to tidy up his denim jacket.

     "I go first, Mom's fine at home. Soon Dad will be home. Muahs..." Taehyung immediately ran in a daze away from Sewon who was glaring at him in shock. The kiss of Taehyung's affection that he hadn't felt for a long time, Sewon shook his head.

     "There's the kid's behavior."

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     *You should just die!

     You can only trouble me!

     My life is ruined because of you!

     Basic useless!

     Just die you*!

     Sohyun cried. The words and harsh words continued to be spoken incessantly piercing his soul which was still shaken. His feet continued to step back, trying to dodge as far as possible from the figure that turned frightening for him, while the one he avoided actually got closer to a knife in his hand.

     "Mother..."  Sohyun muttered softly, shaking his head timidly. It was all a nightmare watching her mother change.

     "Don't call me Mom! You're not my real daughter, you're just an unlucky bearer! Remember that's fine!"

     The woman's shrieking screams jolted Sohyun's guts back and forth until he touched the guardrail on the roof of the hospital. Yoon eun's laughter grew, her eyes dimmed with a flushed face, she continued to show in front of the collapsed Sohyun. The girl slumped, crossing her trembling hands. As if he was a prey that would soon be torn apart.

     "Why are you like this?" Sohyun's voice shook violently. He realized he was just an adopted son, nothing more. The words he had just heard made new wounds appear in his heart.

    "You better follow your mother to hell there. Yeah, it's better than seeing your sickening face every day. I should have killed you that day. This time you must die."

     The girl tried hard to cover both ears. Her head bobble grew stronger as Yoon eun pulled the patient clothes she was wearing.

     "A...what is Mother...ku....kan?" groaning stammered.

     Unmercifully, Yoon-eun who is still under the influence of alcoholic beverages pushes Sohyun's body after slashing the skin of the girl's hand a dozen years ago. He threw it from above the height. The frail, powerless body plunged free from the roof. Sohyun was unable to scream, he cried without being able to do anything.

     His body fell on a car parked in the hospital lobby. The sound of a loud blow triggered the reaction of people around. They rushed towards the origin of the sound, screaming frantically at the sight of someone falling from the ninth floor. They came out, calling for help.

     Her net was still open, her eyes not blinking looking at Yoon eun's frustrated face that was glimpsed faintly in her memory. Repentant faces as well as fear and confusion.

     Blood had poured out profusely, the pain that was silent all over his body was not worth the pain that Yoon Eun had just given him. It was a real nightmare for him.

     "Mother..," he said softly before Sohyun lost his consciousness.

     "Miss! Miss, awake!"

     Eunjung who saw Sohyun moved restlessly in her sleep, called out. His hand patted Sohyun's cold sweaty cheek in order to wake up immediately. Her young miss was unceasingly muttering the word 'Mother' accompanied by an indiscriminate cry.

     "Miss," called Eunjung once again, even a clear liquid escaped from her eye gap.

     Sohyun. Looking in shock in front of Eunjung who was shaking her fingers was anxious. His eyeballs moved wildly stalking his hospital room which was shrouded in dim light.

     "You had a bad dream?" ask Eunjung.

      The girl was still shaking on her bed. Holding his chest that was pounding abnormally. His breath was roaring breathlessly.

     "Is your chest hurting again?"

     Sohyun shook his head in small greeting to the question that Eunjung was asking. Her petite smile clogged up, staring at Eunjung who continued to stroke the back of her hand. Sohyun slowly began to calm down. Not as hot as a while ago.

     "Your reflexes are good as a nurse."

     Eunjung swallows her saliva, heavy. The sentence from Sohyun made him bow again. Quickly withdraw from the skin of the master's hand.

     "You could have," he replied awkwardly.

     "I've known about it for a long time. There's no need to trouble yourself just to take care of me."

     "What does Miss mean?" Eunjung asked again.

     "Nurse Hong..."

     The woman was shocked when a foreign call came from Sohyun's mouth. Two words he had not heard for a long time.

     "I thought at first, if Doctor Lee was transferred. You're also gonna stop working at my house, but it turns out that I guessed wrong, you're still pretending to be a waitress at home. Managing someone like me."

     Eunjung shook her head strongly, trying to dodge. "Mommy.not like that" he said unsure.

     Sohyun's sad look thickened the more decorated his pale face. The woman he was supposed to call the sister seemed to be reacting to the statement he made.

     "Whatever salary you receive from my mother, I'll replace it .. So can you just stop, from this moment onwards?"

     An unexpected offer came from Sohyun. Eunjung sighed, rubbing her rough hair which instantly became a mess. How could she pretend not to know? For many years he became a housekeeper who was rarely even considered to exist. And now ... Eunjung no longer knew how to deal with Sohyun.

     "Why does Miss talk like that? Does my existence make you uncomfortable?"

     Sohyun smiled in anguish. Feeling that Eunjung had misinterpreted her request. Heed the clenched palm from earlier, giving a gentle swipe exactly what Eunjung did to him.

     "Take care of more people. Compared to me, there are still a lot of people out there who need you. Not because I don't need it, but it's enough for me. You no longer need to warm up the cooking that Mom left behind or ask me to pay attention to my condition. Everything you've done has been more than I've ever needed.

     "You know, Hong Eunjung. Feeling tired of myself. I feel I can't do much. Everyone in the house, especially Mom, always looked at me with the look of pity that I hated the most."

      "Miss, please take back your words," pinta Eunjung, sincerely pleaded.

     "Now it's time for you to be free and fulfill your promise to your family."

     His lips clenched, Eunjung did not make a sound after. Sohyun's last sentence made him stutter. Remembering her promise to her parents, she will be a nurse who serves many people.

     "We'll meet more often after this, in this place, Nurse Hong."

     Eunjung looked up, staring at the nanar Sohyun's smiling face knotingly looking at her. Eunjung clutched her master's body tightly. Giving a hug that is certainly rarely obtained from a mother.

    Jaehyun was stunned in the doorway. His body is stiff where his hands hang. The man who accidentally wanted to visit his patient did not expect to be treated to the other side of Sohyun. The woman who secretly knows many things behind her flat face and her stupid attitude.

From there he could see a little, two people still hugging each other.

     Amidst Jaehyun's unmoved observation or at least put an end to his disrespectful actions, someone patted his back, making Jaehyun gasp and reflex slam the body of someone who is now grimacing holding the limbs that landed less smoothly on the floor.

     "You?!" His index finger swooped down sharply, pointing at the agonized face of the younger brother who was still sitting on the floor. Jaehyun hurriedly closed the door to Sohyun's room. It would be a shame if he was caught peeping.

     "Keep your hand away." Taehyung brushed off quickly standing in line with the older brother.

     "Why are you here? I almost had a heart attack, just surprised!" Jaehyun grumbled and pulled Taehyung away from his patient's ward.

     "Who are you watching in there?" tanya Taehyung was so curious. His head looked back, towards the place where Jaehyun was concerned. Although it had only arrived for a few minutes, watching Jaehyun who remained motionless had already invited suspicion for Taehyung.

     "Std... It's none of your business." Jaehyun got faster, dragged Taehyung's body away from there.

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     "So subconsciously, you've managed to meet your little friend?"

     Taehyung nodded his head at Jaehyun's conclusion. After the debate—adu mouths like a child, they exchanged stories in Jaehyun's study.

     "And now I must conquer Uncle Choi Jonghoon, so that he will open his mouth and allow me to meet him again" Taehyung said excitedly.

     "Who did you say that was?" Jaehyun felt familiar with the name of someone new called Taehyung.

    The man's forehead folded, looking thoughtful. "Who? Ah, you mean Uncle Choi?" he said, guessing.

     Jaehyun snorted after confirming it. Choi Jonghoon, including men close to Sohyun. Serving as an assistant that Mrs Hwang employs at home, specifically supervising her daughter.

    "So you asked, after I answered instead of daydreaming," snorted Taehyung nudged his arm.

     "Who's daydreaming?"

     "You're silent and your eyes aren't focused!"

     "Who said. I-I'm not daydreaming."

     Someone smiled wryly watching their behavior from behind the door. Slowly he turned around, turning the wheelchair he was in left the doctor's room. Intentions wanted to consult, forced to cancel because of watching the scene of the brothers.

     "A interesting coincidence," he said slowly, while continuing to drive the wheel.

     Sohyun stopped after arriving inside his nursery.

     "Where have you been, nights like this?" Someone who just came opened their voice. Sohyun did not have to bother turning around to find out the identity of the owner of the heavy voice.

     "There's something Uncle should explain to me" he said incontrovertibly.

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     "You sleep there!" Jaehyun pointed at the folding mattress that was on the floor. "I want to control my patients first,"the cameraman will be preparing to leave.

     Instead of complying, Taehyung accidentally blocked Jaehyun—'s wrist holding him back from carelessly leaving.

     "What is true? Isn't it time for them to rest? Ah, I know, it must be your wits to visit that VVIP 5 room, right?" sergeant Taehyung.

     Jaehyun let out a annoyed breath. Cut off Taehyung's hand contact from his arm. "My patient has acute insomnia.  Even I'm not sure he can sleep until tomorrow."

     "Reason? Just say you want to meet someone .. lover maybe!" chirp Taehyung who instantly got the haunted look of Jaehyun.

     "Don't start. Go to bed and come home tomorrow .. or I'll scold you all out."

     Without hearing Taehyung's rebuttal, the young doctor immediately sauntered out of the room in the middle of the night. Taehyung was annoyed, grumbling and staring at Jaehyun's departure.

     "Unbelievable," Taehyung clucked, covering his entire body up to his head, lying on a folding mattress bounded by a closet containing a file that did not know its contents. Sitting watching the closed door.

     "Should I catch up with him?" Wondering while recalling the expression on Jaehyun's face. "VVIP room 5 .. I'm sure there must be something there!"