Love Me Oppa's

Love Me Oppa's
Chapter 21



Hoon stood outside Mr. Kang's door, turning to look for the whereabouts of his boss' two pitbulls but not finding them, there is only a stretch of white snow covering the mini golf course where the kang lord and his pet spend time .


Incheon City temperature is increasingly tense predicted the lowest point will reach mines ten degrees Celsius, Hoon walked slowly down a stretch of white snow while tightening his jacket strong, and he walked slowly, he could not believe the decision he had made to go back and find someone who had scratched such a deep wound in his heart.


in front of the gate that opened itself was already seen Seo Jun from behind the wheel of a sports car owned by Hoon who was smiling meaninglessly, now only he can understand the mood of Hoon , Hoon , he was sure at this time Hoon was eager to laugh at himself.


For Seo Jun Mr. Kang has offered to keep working as a new assistant manager at the club and casino but Seo Jun is determined to follow Hoon not because Hoon may ascend the throne being president director but more in return for what Hoon has done to him as Hoon did to Mr. Kang.


Hoon sat his butt in the driver's seat and slammed the door, saying that So Ra's voice came from his bedroom window "Hoo n Oppa." he called, several times he repeats the same word but Hoon is indifferent he immediately signals for Seo Jun to run his car.



Slowly the footsteps of Hoon at home faded covered in snow that never stopped falling, now they really left one of the elite residential areas in Incheon City.


Seo Jun was driving already since twenty minutes ago, it just rotates around the Incheon city center mingling with the users of the streets are very crowded and slow because of the road conditions are very slippery.


" Where are we going Hyung ? " said Seo Jun after a long silence .


" Go home" Hoon said slowly as he looked at the condition of the road in front of him.


Seo Jun knitted his eyebrows together, go home ? isn't the place where they live al belongs to Mr. Kang and now they're both no longer working for that selfish old man, sttt...Seo Jun braked in front of him some cars had stopped waiting for the red light to change immediately.


" Hyung if you no longer work at the club how do you support their imprisoned families? " Seo Jun got to think about the fate of those who have been the responsibility of Hoon, it's one of the weapons so that Hoon's men keep their mouths shut.


" Mister Kang has finished it "hoon replied casually, he was not mindless with the preparation of Mr. Kang who reached such a detail.


Seo Jun sighed in relief.


" Then should we find a new place to live? The apartment belongs to Mr. Kang . "


" It seems so....."


The phone in Hoon's jacket pocket vibrated, an unknown number perched there waiting to be answered, not many knew his personal mobile number except....Hoon remembered the blind girl's bodyguard, someone who never disappeared from his eye peluk.Hoon squinted his eyes trying to recognize the irregular number lines.fuck ! he couldn't even remember the number, he just had to answer it.


" Hello " replied Hoon hopefully


The car that Seo Jun drove back drove slowly, once he observed Hoon's expression that had turned ketus with a murderous gaze since receiving a call on his phone.


" Hoon a..paman please do not turn off this call "pinta pak park full of pity when Hoon was about to turn off his phone.but urung done he re-attached it ketelinga while sighing annoyed.


" Uncle Hoon doesn't know anymore how to get you back, uncle can only say if your father and sister need you the most "


Hoon again sighed this time there was no turning back, Mr. Kang how much he valued him and maybe this will be the most fitting moment of revenge, he had long since deleted the word " father "from within his life, what else is sister? the sister? or whatever it's called.


" Wait for me uncle" said Hoon briefly with a smirk smile, he then ended his call unilaterally.


...***...


" Did I hear wrong? " Mister Park spoke to himself. He then pressed a button on the phone plane on his desk that connected him to his private secretary in the other room.


" Miss Kim brought all the results of the shareholders' meeting to me "he asked and ended the call, both corners of his lips still lifted he could not believe what he had heard just now, Hoon will come back, Mr. Park looks nervous several times he accidentally nudged the file on his desk until he fell.


...****...


" Awaits me uncle ?" Seo Jun repeated Hoon's last words before turning off his phone, "Are you going to Seoul Hyung? "


" Focus on driving, "hoon's plea relaxed and leaning on his back he was seen tinkering at his phone looking for incoming calls from a month ago, then closely observing the number plastered in front of him, instantly his face turned tangled when he realized the owner of the number was a man he threw with a huff his phone on the dashboard.


Seo Jun turned his head in shock, did he regret his decision just now ? uncle? who else if not Mr. Park himself who told me that the man called him uncle in the past.


" Hyung, my guess is correct, right ? that's Mr Park? we're going to Seoul? " Seo Jun again railed against Hoon.


"Seo Jun aa.I will rest during the trip to Seoul so stop babbling "


" Are you sure Hyung? so we're really going to Seoul ? alright "Seo Jun corrected his seat to be more serious, he also focused his gaze forward.


" Then why do you look upset Hyung ? " seo Jun's tail points at Hoon's phone on the dashboard, Hoon just throbs strongly he doesn't answer his eyes start to close but a million shadows of the past feel dancing in his eyes.


Seo Jun drove slowly due to the condition of the road that was increasingly covered in soft white snow but when often grinded he would harden and could make anyone slip who dared to tread it for Seo Jun, who was not the best, Hoon was like that soft white snow, he was as cold and as dangerous as snow from the wounds of his dark past.


The spruce trees along the snow-covered Incheon road were so resigned to the wind waving down one by one snowflake, as if saying good-bye to the two of them.