Missing You
Latitude Attitude Change

Be honest. I don't really want to go home so soon. Mr. Chang was forced to send me home so that we would not make mistakes that we would regret. I know we have a different world. I also realized that I was just a maid and there was no way I could be by her side when she received the spotlight.

But being in this house with him for a month makes me feel comfortable being close and in touch with him. She always started teasing me, but I couldn't forget how comfortable I was being treated that way.

I was still in front of Mr. Chang's house and had no intention of returning home. Tomorrow he will go to Busan and in two months we may meet again. At that time I must have forgotten how his face and body.

Do I like it? Maybe I don't feel sure either. The couple's shirt, the hugs and kisses made me feel good.

I turned on my phone, dialed Mr. Chang's number and fell silent. I deleted Mr. Chang's number again and pressed it again. If the phone's connected what should I say.

I'd better go home before I do something I'll regret later. My steps came to a halt when the front door of Mr. Chang's house opened. Mr. Chang is out of the house. He wears a warm ash suit with black pants and brown shoes. Everything she wears always looks good and expensive. Maybe it is the truth.

Mr. Chang's clothes may be the same as the cost of my house rent every year. Sometimes I see the price of a suit hanging in the wardrobe room. I felt incredibly scared moving it, for fear of damaging it.

Mr. Chang looked at me and I saw him too. We separated the highway 7 meters wide. He just looked at me in wonder. Maybe he's wondering why I'm still here?

It seemed like she was not interested at all, as she got in the car and went somewhere leaving me who kept staring at her. This is what has to happen, we live our own lives and live in our own world.

I woke up 1 hour late today. Because Mr. Chang gave me a chance to come late. Triiiing..triiying.there's an incoming call on my phone. Mr. Park called.

"Jin Ae?" I replied with a little sleepiness. "Hello sir, how can I help you?" What's Mr. Park calling early in the morning. Usually just send a message. "Are you home?"

"Not yet Sir, yesterday Mr. Chang allowed me to arrive late."

"I'm at Incheon airport right now, but Min Jung's clothes are left in the study, can you not drive her to Incheon now?"

I saw "What time did Dad leave?"

" At 8am, the car we were in was back in Seoul and the staff had left on a flight last night."

I woke up in a hurry. I have to be quick if I don't want to be late for Incheon. Wash your face, brush your teeth and change clothes.

I got out of the house at 06:00. Take a taxi to Itaewon. From Itaewon take a 1-hour taxi to Incheon. I hope there's enough time before Park leaves. Arriving at Itaewon I entered through the front door to save time. Mr. Chang's suitcase can be found easily. I need to get to Incheon fast.

The sun had just appeared and gave off its warm rays. It was a bit cold this morning. I left the house wearing only warm clothes without a coat because I was in a hurry. Fortunately, the taxi driver I met understood and turned on the warmers.

I got to Incheon at exactly 7:15. Just call Mr. Park. I called him but no one answered. I called a second time and it wasn't answered either. I went around the departure terminal, but did not see Mr. Park or Mr. Chang.

I finally tried to contact Mr. Chang, and was picked up. "What's up?" his voice sounded unhappy. "Sorry sir, I contacted Mr. Park but was not appointed. I'm carrying your suitcase left at home. Where should I take you?" I still keep looking around.

"You're in Incheon?"

"Yes Sir. Where are Mr and Mr Park?"

"I'm on Strar**ks. Close to the entrance"

I started running towards Mr. Chang's place.

There are some female fans who crowd in front of this famous coffee shop. I passed them and reached the entrance of the shop, but was prevented from entering.

Before I explained, Mr. Chang pulled me inside to say that I was his staff at the airport security. There was a cry of protest from his fans.

"This is Mr. Suitcase." I finally finished my task. I turned around to go straight home. Mr. Chang held my hand and forced me to sit down.

"Did you run here? " she said while fixing my messy hair. Well, I'm so embarrassed. Because in a hurry I just tied my hair from scratch and now it looks like a lion. I brushed Mr. Chang's hand off and took off my hair.

Mr. Chang looked at me. He took the hairband from my hand and stood behind me. What the hell is he doing?

Mr. Chang started to collect my hair in his hands and tie it. I felt my hair, pretty neat. There was a satisfied smile on Mr. Chang's face. "Thank you Sir".

I looked around "Sir Park where is sir?" I didn't see Mr. Park.

"He's in the bathroom" Mr. Chang looked at me and handed me his drink.

I saw him and then I saw his face. What does she want?

"Drink, it's cold outside and you only wear one warm shirt." I smiled bitterly, it's all because I was in a hurry.

I held onto a warm coffee cup and started drinking slowly. The warm coffee made my body not cold anymore. "It's still cold?" Mr. Chang looked at me who shivered occasionally.

He stood up and took off his long coat and covered me with it. I tried to resist, because I was uncomfortable with the views of other customers. But Mr. Chang insisted. I was like I was drowning in Mr. Chang's shirt. Warm, the smell of Mr. Chang filling my nose made me feel comfortable.

"Jin Ae, you're finally here" Mr. Park's voice broke the silence. "Yes sir, this is the suitcase you mean, right?" I pointed at the suitcase I was carrying. Mr. Park checked it out and signaled me okay.

"You want to drink something Jin Ae?" I looked at Mr. Park and saw the coffee in front of me. Mr. Park looked at Mr. Chang with an annoyed face. "No need sir" I replied so that the atmosphere would not get worse.

Mr. Park looked at the clock. It's 07:35. "It's time we board" he nudged Mr. Chang's hand. I took off Mr. Chang's long coat which was on my body but was held back by him. He didn't let me take it off. "Ten minutes to go." Mr. Park could only take a deep breath and was forced to sit down.

I feel bad for Mr. Park. "I'll just go home, sir" I took off my coat and gave it to Mr. Chang. I bow to both of them. "I'm going home first and good-bye sir."

I went out but there were a lot of fans who kept waiting in front of the coffee shop. Their faces looked unhappy when they saw me. Suddenly I felt someone holding my hand.

Mr. Chang did not let go of my hand and continued walking. The crowd was calm, now it was crazy. Their cries deafen my ears. But Mr. Chang was not affected, He still held my hand and walked out of the airport.

Mr. Chang called a taxi and told me to come in and sit down. "Thank you sir." It all feels so fast. Because of the fans who kept shouting, I didn't realize Mr. Chang kissed me on the lips.

He looked me in the eye and kissed me again quickly.

"I'll call you every day. Wait for me at home." I just nodded weakly.

The taxi left Mr. Chang who was mobbed by fans.

I touched my lips, warm. I smiled all the way home.