Dear A
Memories of a Friend
...It doesn't have to be you...
...No, it must be you...
...You should know, I really want to have you but you've misunderstood. The only difference is coma......
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That morning the whole staff was gathering at the horse training ground, a breeder was guiding them to know the details of the horse.
"Uncle, is that where it can be worn? " ask Sae-bom pointing to the archery training ground.
"Eo. can, the archery training ground is indeed provided in this village, "The owner replied.
"Can we try it? " ask Myung-jee a little interested.
"Please, sir, please, "the owner replied with a very crowded, those who intend to try and just watch were walking towards the archery training ground which is very close to equestrian training.
The seven princes immediately took their respective positions to aim at the visor that was quite far from where they stood.
"What do you think you can shoot? "
"Ooii. you are trivial i well, "
"Da-eun, I just saw your brother holding an arrow for the first time. Before he was just busy with office or gym business, "whispered Hyun-il also underestimated Ryung-jae, they giggled while nicking together.
"Yes.you, "
"Hey. Look at the way I shoot, " exclaimed Dae-ho focusing his arrow shot on the visor board.
"Awas missed, " Yeon-jin said, "If Hyung doesn't bother me this won't miss, "his reply took off his shot and the bow stuck to the yellow circle.
"Aahh. suck you're Dae-ho, " cried Yee-jun also getting ready to pull his bow.
Shhiuu
Hye-joon's arrow is stuck first right in the middle of the small circle, "Woaaahhh. steady, " praise Myung-jee with his glee.
While the young purple-thoracic woman was in line with her hijab as well, just speechless contemplating alone seeing the game, she said, Yumi somehow went where with In-na can be said they are best friends just because their different jobs made them a little distant.
"Eonnie. Come here, " cried Da-eun from where she stood with Ryung-jae. Zoya is on the guardrail and just watching. Zoya just smiled as she shook her head.
Not satisfied with Zoya's answer, Da-eun intends to take Zoya to stand with her close to her superior.
"No Da-eun, I don't want to go there, "
"Eonnie, please follow me, "with Zoya being forced to comply, even though many other employees also watch the archery game. Zoya is shy and reluctant to join her boss.
"You want to try it? " gag Myung-jee when Zoya has already joined them.
"Eonnie, come on in the game, "an enthusiastic Da-eun for Zoya to accept Myung-jee's offer.
"Da-eun I can't play arrows, "
"Just play, it should not be this is not a race, " said Myung-jee with his friendly he thrust the arrow along with the bow that is still in the arrow pocket.
Again, Zoya is forced to accept the archery tool from Myung-jee's hand.
"Be careful, the arrow can hurt yourself, "remember Hye-joon who Zoya is standing next to.
"Myung-jee, if he gets hurt I'm not responsible, "call Yee-jun with his flat face, Myung-jee just harrumphed amusedly.
"I didn't ask for your check, "
"Hyung, she's a woman make sure no one gets hurt, her aunt has left it on us to look after her, " Ryung-jae said again.
"It's better for Hyung to take back the device that could hurt her, " continued Dae-ho.
"Let her try, what's wrong, " Hyun-il continued.
"Ahh you guys are so noisy, " cried Yeon-jin hissed.
"Calm down, I'm watching her, "Myung-jee replied casually.
"Yuuuuuuuuuu!!!!" the screams of the female employees who did not like Zoya also began to whisper dislike, because it was so very clear that Zoya was very guarded by their superiors.
Zoya pulls her bow and looks for the right position to shoot the comb perfectly. "Eonnie, don't be horrified, " whispered Da-eun who is always a system support for Zoya who is unknowingly smiling little.
Zoya loosens her arrow, Da-eun is confused why Zoya did not take off her bow, "Eonnie why? "
Not answering Da-eun's question, Zoya picks up two bows in an arrow bag. In total he held three bows of arrows directly Zoya released in one pull. And the three of them stuck to the smallest circle, and everyone gaped to see what Zoya was doing.
"Eonnie, "call Da-eun quietly with a blank look.
Zoya takes her bow again in equal numbers, Zoya pulls her three bows and releases her just like that without any hesitation, the number of bows became six in two pulls.
"How can it be so perfect? " yeon-jin muttered still unexpectedly.
"Woaakhhh, " cried Myung-jee yells and some of the employees clapped their hands ria. Not wanting to miss all her friends also clapped their hands still with an expression of disbelief.
While Zoya who is given praise only considers ordinary things, if open her uncle who once taught her archery he probably will not be able to. Zoya puts her arrow on the back of the pillar.
"Pak don't overdo it, "his ink is uncomfortable with that applause.
"Why? you were so professional at playing the bow, " Yeon-jin replied, Zoya ducked badly.
"Then thank you for the compliment, sir, "
"Yeahya!!! yupapppp!! " cried Yumi's voice which turned out to be at the end of the fence close to the arrow comb.
Unexpectedly, there was a commotion next to the archery practice.
"Oh my God, his horse hae-jong went berserk, "squealing a man who was on a horse farm.When all the employees screamed and fro dodging the horses that kept running around.
"Lory. lory's horse rages, please all move away and run, "call uncle Hae-jong gave a precarious announcement.
"Sir, quickly find a safe place!!! "
"Da-eun you join i. here danger, "Ryung-jae immediately draws Da-eun's hand while Da-eun wants to invite Zoya who was then just speechless.
"Zoya. run, do not harm yourself!!! " shouted Myung-jee who was already running with her others.
Zoya just fell silent, he imagined his old self, his self that was so clay as the horse that rampaged and ran to and fro crashing into everything that stood in his way. In the cage it may be very boring for the animal, only one he wants. Run like any other horse, and feel worldly freedom. From far away, the horse looked at Zoya with great guts and ran up to her.
"Yahoooooooooo!!! run Zoyaaaa!! " shouted Yumi who was hiding behind a huge rock.
"Eonnie!!! "
"Yeahaaaa!!! "
"Yeahaaaa!! "
"Yeahaaaa!! "
Zoya does not touch the scream, in her memory she remembers her two friends first when the three of them together faced complicated things and tried new things. Especially being a Badas woman and very clay, until one day his two friends left him first. And only her self must live out her bitter world, of the same status and experience the same suffering making Zoya feel accompanied by her two best friends. But now it's just a memory of the wind.
Zoya took off her shoes and socks, the horse sniffed very lustfully wanting to harm her. The horse breathed a little of its hijab, from the image of the eyes that Zoya saw the horse was very angry and wanted to vent the anger on humans.
One hand of Zoya landed on the horse's cheek, stroking it with tenderness and full affection.
"You know? I also feel what you feel, "
"If I could, I could do what you're doing right now. But I must be more patient and restrain myself, "
Zoya stroked the horse's neck more, and slowly her breathing began to normalize and not like before. It was as if the animal could understand what Zoya was saying.
"Lory, calm down, not everything has to be resolved with anger. You're very powerful , "
Slowly Zoya took off the rider attached to the animal's body, from the head to the one above her back had been removed. Zoya hugged the horse with warmth.
"You're free, where are you going? let me come, "The horse sniffed like it would allow the hijab-wearing woman to come with him.
With pleasure, Zoya can ride the horse's tall body without any assistive devices. And in one jump Zoya can ride her even though she wears a robe.
"Haa.. What is Zoya doing? "
"Crazy, this woman is really unique, "
"What else did he do? even he did not use any tools, the horse's body was also plain without anything attached, "
"Excellent, "
One by one the servants and superiors began to walk out of hiding, the breeder was also surprised to see Zoya being able to tame the clay in seconds.
Zoya still faithfully stroked the horse's head, and patted its neck gently asking the horse to walk slowly.
"Zoya. is amazing, "
"Wow!! "
"Pretty, "
Praise for their praise was given when they saw Zoya riding on a horse in the meadow, while accompanying the horse to fill his empty stomach.
"Like the Muslim warlord, "
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