Married to a Widower (Winter X Jeno Ft Jisung)
16. Take home

As promised by Winter, Jisung immediately ate his food greedily until it ran out. Happy 5-year-old child, who according to his wishes. Jisung himself did not understand why he could just believe what this girl in front of him said. This guy is a stranger, but one thing he knows, maybe the girl is the daughter of the owner of the house.

Winter sits in front of Jisung, watching Jisung who is eating voraciously. He smiled at the child's behavior. He ate too fast, probably wanting to go home soon. However, Winter wishes he could stay longer. 

"Don't rush. You can go into the ditch" said Jaemin, giving him a glass of water, which was immediately sipped by the youngest among them.

"Hey. Introduce the name of the older brother, Winter, and the older brother, whose name is Jaemin," Winter introduced herself before Jisung. And the boy's response was just a nod.

"Your name is Jisung, right?" ask Winter who actually knows. He just wanted to invite Jisung to chat, before parting ways.

A nod of Jisung's head did. He is still too focused on his food, hoping to run out quickly and he can meet Irene soon. He was really worried about the woman.

"Worn out?"

Jisung looked up, the person in front of him was so curious about him. Don't want to answer, but afraid if it's not delivered home.

"14 years."

"Huh? Seriously? Your face is like 5 years old. Errata, like a baby," Winter said in a surprised tone.

Jisung sighed. Winter kept talking to her, as if to postpone her return.

"Why is your face so adorable... Huh-maybe I can't pinch your cheek," Winter begged. Jisung was stunned in place, while Jaemin rolled his eyes lazily. Winter is relapsing, that's what Jaemin thinks seeing his girlfriend's behavior.

"Sorry brother. But mother forbid someone to do that," Jisung replied in a polite tone.

Winter pout. But he endured his wish from last night. If he knew he would get rejected, he would have done it while Jisung slept yesterday, if necessary pinch his cheek until the boy woke up.

"Udahlah Winter's. Don't bother her, "reproves Kyung-soo who is just silently watching.

"Hmm.good uncle," he resigned. Then he went back to silence but still continued to focus on Jisung. Jaemin has moved and played games on his phone.

"Let's go home" Jisung said after finishing eating his meal.

"wait. You don't want to tell my mom?" tanya Winter who suddenly remembered her mother. He has not seen his condition.

"Antar is me," said Jisung immediately greeted with enthusiasm by Jisung. Turns out Jisung's son is good, only he's a little closed. They are not very familiar yet, so it is very difficult to interact well.

When he opened the door, Chanyeol immediately told them to come in. With a slow motion, the three of them stepped towards the bed where Wendy was lying weakly. It's not really a serious problem, it's just fatigue, and fever.

"Hello ma'am," said Jisung who found the face of the middle-aged woman who had helped him.

"I want to pamper. And thank you for helping me. Sorry for me, madam is sick like this."

Jisung's words were so sincere, that Wendy immediately stroked the mane of this teenager. He smiled warmly, Jisung looks fine now.

"Thank you for stopping by Jisungie. If you'll be happy, come. We'll always welcome you."

Jisung's feeling warmed up getting that soft sentence. Wendy is a very good person, she worries about him, helps him, and helps him until finally she herself falls ill. Jisung can't bear it, but he promised. He would stop by this house, at least give a gift for the good that Wendy had given him.

"I'm fine, madam," Jisung bowed respectfully to the two.

"Be careful, son," replied Chanyeol.

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Jaemin and Winter were stunned to see this sturdy building before him. Very large, spacious and luxurious. They both belong to rich families, but when compared to the wealth in the Jisung family, it may not be comparable.

"This is right, your house?" ask Winter for the next time. A nod Jisung gave, each time Winter asked in the same sentence.

"It's so fancy!" inner Winter gawking.

"Fix anyway. This Jisung must be a very favorite child, surely he lives like in the princes it. wahh very lucky."

"Let's get off" Jisung pulled out of his car. Jaemin and Winter immediately follow Jisung to enter. In his heart, he wished Suho wasn't in this house. If he finds out there is a stranger, the man will utter words that are not worth hearing.

"May I go. I got the money because I already nolongin Jisung."

All three were immediately greeted by bodyguards lined up as well as the maids. Jisung smiled awkwardly. Tumben once, himself welcomed.

"Bahh.. Feels like a princess of my kingdom, who is welcomed by bodyguards and ladies and gentlemen," Winter's inner fantasy.

"Where's mom?"

The first thing Jisung asks is his mother, Irene. There was nothing else she wanted to see, except her mother. Because he is the only one who worries about her.

"Sleep, little master," answered one of the maids.

"Are you all right?" tanyanya wanted to make sure Irene was in.

"Yes, little master need not worry. Madam is fine," he replied.

Jisung brought the two to sit on the sofa, the living room. Jaemin looked around who were all from luxury items. Truly, Winter did not expect that innocent Jisung was the son of a rich man.

However, Winter's memory recalls the incision on Jisung's wrist. How can it be created, if the life of Jisung even very comfortable and magnificent gini. It makes no sense, Jisung hurt himself because the problem is not obeyed his wishes, like most children out there. Jisung can even get whatever he wants without having to work hard.

But, that was just the view from the outsiders. No one knows, how exactly that happened in this 'kim' family. Many are envious of a family that is said to be harmonious but originally unlike their shadow.

"Auntie, please prepare a banquet for them. Because it has helped me," he said, which was immediately obeyed by them.

"Jisung, no need to bother"

"Udah is not papa. Every now and then, I'd like to try the rich man's food, when else to try," Winter immediately cut off the words of Jaemin who wanted to refuse.

"Thank you Jisung" said Jaemin happily.

Taps. Taps.

The footsteps suddenly sounded. Maid who was there immediately bowed respectfully welcoming someone who had just come.

Jisung reflexively stood up, realizing who the person who came was. Jaemin was silent, and Winter had opened her mouth wide. I can't believe what he's seeing right now.

If this is a dream please, do not wake Winter from this beautiful dream.