
Hana sat on the edge of the bed, her dark gaze staring straight at the balcony, the sliding glass door she left a little open until the cold burst in even though the outside temperature was still below ten degrees Celsius, he only wore a knit sweater in light blue combined with black trousers made of wool, his hair neatly arranged with the top pigtails while the half was left beautifully arranged, his dark gaze looked blank while his mind floated and asked, What exactly is going on around him? everybody's acting weird like his dad doesn't want to visit, man, ahjumma who sounded sad when she asked about her father even though the thick-bodied woman was heard hiding it with a deliberate laughter but Hana could still realize it, is this difficult to be a blind man? when the question came up he began to think if his condition really made him look stupid.
" Hana ya.." ahjumma tetiba entered and immediately closed the balcony door tightly, he sighed heavily and then raised the temperature of the room heater in the room that looks plain, he said, there was only a bed and a table on which nothing was arranged and a closet containing clothes that Hana used to wear
Hana was unmoved, her gaze was still the same no matter if the temperature in her room had started to change, there was a sense of annoyance that squeezed her chest until she started to feel claustrophobic about her own circumstances.
" Ahjumma is my father sick ? " tanya Hana, this is not the first time the feeling of tightness raises suspicion.
Ahjumma just stared with pity, of course he had often heard the questions posed by Hana and how many times he would only answer
" There's nothing you need to worry about my son "like the answer yesterday, well Mr. Park has advised that Hana should not know the true condition of his father due to the condition of his weak body.
Hana just smiled wryly with the cliche answer of the nanny somehow she felt everyone around her was lying. he had suffered with his condition for twenty years but never once made him regret being born either as Hari or Hana, he still tried to smile even though only darkness always accompanied him.
" Ahjumma has Uncle Park contacted you? "
" It's been a pity, just now, I came straight here as soon as the call was over .
" What he said "
" Said you'd be able to see your father. " Ahjumma tried to emphasize the cheerful tone of every sentence she expressed, Rona moody Hana instantly disappeared.
" Areally Ahjumma? " a smile on Hana's lips spread all her worries no matter whether she met the hospital or her father who came here as usual ', she immediately returned to being a person who was innocent and cheerful, she was happy, the shadow of the dreadful shadow of his father's sick state instantly disappeared.
when Park arrives, Ahjumma helps Hana get ready to choose a white bluse, sweater, and winter jacket that she will wear, not to forget the scarf and hand T-shirt, and, everything was just on the bed, though, Hana who only wears minimal underwear began to wear one by one which has been available assisted ahjumma of course because at the age of twenty years he was never able to be fully independent.
Hana looks elegant with a white bluse, he really wants to show his best appearance to the father, ahjumma combed the beautiful girl's hair and let it blend beautifully, he said, he then tidied the bangs that added a perfect impression on his face.
Hana polishes her own blood red lipstick.
At Mr. Kang's residence
" It's for your own good Hoon, a good opportunity like this won't come twice, remember the first child above all else they are the power-holders" said Mr. Kang still while sucking his expensive cigar, his wrinkled cheeks seemed to be flabby enjoying every suction of nicotine, tar and other poison poisons.
His face still looked calm as he sat in a pivotal chair in his study, but the contents of the head seemed to rebel to be released immediately he was impatient to say as soon as you have to go take everything you have and bring it to me !
Hoon clenched his fist firmly on his lap, this old man who had helped him really did not leave privacy for him, it was likely that a tracking device was placed in Hoon's office, Seo Jun as the closest person to him did not know about the brother who was said to be Mr. Park.
" Remember Hoon there is me who always supports you" said Mr. Kang as he showed a row of white teeth bones, his eyes groaned like his two pitbull dogs when whining for food.
From the outside came a blow Boot with a hard heel full of anger, Hoon lord Kang turned his head simultaneously on the door that was still closed they both could already guess, shortly thereafter So Ra appeared with a look of hatred towards his father who again sucked his cigar relaxed.
" Dad ! why is there someone else occupying the oppa office in the club ? the servants also called him manager "So Ra said in flames as he struck the table in front of Mr. Kang with both hands, he could not stop snorting annoyed with the glare of a sharp eye like a knife ready to tear Mr. Kang's heart apart. The old man whom he considered a human was most responsible for the rejection he had always received from Hoon.
Hoon just smiled wryly he did not see So ra some time this may be because too busy dating and parties with his friends, friends, so the spoiled girl doesn't know what Mr. Kang did to Hoon, he is forced to take the bold step of firing Hoon in order for the man to return to his family and get someone from the casino to take Hoon's place by force, Hoon can what he had guessed for the sake of his ambition, Mr. Kang can do everything.
" KANG SO RA ! " snap Mr. Kang loudly, "Where is your manners to your father ? " Mister Kang pointed his index finger right in front of So Ra's nose, he then turned off his cigar with a huff over the ashtray.
Hoon who was still in a sitting position folded his hands and then leaned his back casually waiting for what spectacle the two men would present full of ambition in front of him, he only smirked disdainfully when he heard Mr. Kang looking for courtesy to his daughter whom he himself never had.
" Oppa ! why did you let Dad do this to you, he kicked you after what you did for him? " So Ra turned to look at Hoon beside him and looked back at his father "Dad ! return the oppa department now ! "
" So Ra has stopped your rant "pinta Hoon is lazy, but the two people in front of him are still staring.
Mr. Kang's face seemed reddened not because of So ra's behavior but his way of defending Hoon with a gaze full of love and lust is still implied clearly even though how many times he said even though all men perished in the face earth he and Hoon still can never be together.
" SO RA EOMMA !! " shouted Mr. Kang in a loud voice at the wife, at once Ms. Kang who was enjoying her warm tea in front of the electric fireplace gasped at the noise coming from the second floor when their house was very large and spacious but Mr. Kang's voice was heard so loud. Mrs Kang immediately ran away from her warm cup of tea and burst into her husband's study, he found his husband and son still arguing while Hoon just fell silent while turning his temple indifferent even though they were fussing about his problems.
" Kang sora is out right now ! " as if she knew the meaning of her husband's screams she immediately told her daughter to come out, Hoon turned his head and found that Kang's mistress was already standing at the open door, not as usual the middle-aged woman reviewed a friendly smile on him, Hoon just nodded slowly saluting while smiling obliquely, Hoon, it is likely that Ms. Kang has been informed by her husband of her return and the benefits that her husband can get.
Mrs Kang immediately pulled the child's hand violently leaving Mr. Kang and Hoon who still had to continue their conversation.