My Own Korean Drama
Chapter 17 - Is It Still Able?
Feels cold
Till
Bone Piercing
Spring is not as cold as winter but for me, the cold spring is more bone-chilling because of the rain that falls soaking the trees that return green. I really want to hate spring, it's just that Maehwa flowers always make me fall in love with spring again. The memories of spring all those years ago swirled in my head. The unwritten promise between me and Min-wook came back running around in my head, “I hope Min-wook will always be in every downpour so I can give him a bowl of kimchi jjigae.” Now I question his presence in the spring rain this time.
I looked out of the apartment. The rain poured down the Han River without mercy. No one was seen by the river. It must be very cold walking out there.
“Do you guys want to eat kimchi jjigae?” I asked the six members of Gu Boy.
“Wah! I really miss kimchi jjigae in rainy weather like when we were trainees,” Eun Hyuk said while throwing a look at the ceiling as if remembering the past. I smiled and took my phone to order kimchi jjigae.
“Nuna!” Call Il Hoon. I'm turning.
“Let me order it, I get a discount,” Il Hoon said and pulled out his phone. I approached Il Hoon then whispered, “can you order one more small portion?”
“Sure, Nuna!” Il Hoon said with a smile. “What does Nuna want that frozen? Nuna just heat it in the microwave tomorrow,”
“What is better? Actually I want to give it to Min-wook,” said I who made one room suddenly quiet.
“Nuna sure?” Asked Il Hoon doubtfully. Il Hoon questions as if knowing that Min-wook does not want to see me anymore.
“Maybe you can give it without frills my name, I think it's better,” I said melt back the quiet atmosphere. I smiled and went to the kitchen.
Il Hoon stood beside me as my hand began to prepare the cutlery on the kitchen island. I focused my mind on the ceramics that my hands moved from the cupboard to the top of the white marble.
“Min-wook hyung is not that easy to forget about Nuna, and I'm sure Nuna also had her own reasons that day. I think the feelings of the two of you are still the same, and if I'm right you better talk about it both keitmbang silence each other like this.” Il Hoon gave a very gentle but firm suggestion.
“I hope I can be that easy to invite her to meet,”
“What is blocking Nuna?”
“I feel so guilty for my actions that day,”
“I'm sure Min-wook hyung will understand.” Il Hoon closed our conversation.
I looked at the ceiling of my room. My mind drifted, I wasn't sleepy at all. I rolled over facing the window with a view of the Han River. I missed walking there at two in the morning. I got up from my bed to pick up a scarf and an ash-coloured coat.
My boots are on the streets of the Han River. No one passed by. Some buildings also look dark without the slightest light. The morning air blew making me close the front of my coat. My gaze swept across the completely calm Han River. Now my eyes stopped at the figure in front of me. Nope-no. He's not really right in front of me. It might take a few steps to get really in front of him.
The back was wrapped in a black coat but I can still recognize it. Without a doubt, his back turned around. He was just as surprised as me. Min-wook. He looked down at the ground before finally looking back at me coupled with footsteps that kept approaching. The distance that was running out made my heart beat uncontrollably.
MY OWN KOREAN DRAMA
“Min-wook a?” Call me.
“Yes, Nuna?” Answer
“Do you want kimchi jjigae?”
“Sure.” The answer. “I guess that was our agreement all along. Kimchi jjigae in spring rain.” Further.
“Are you waiting for kimchi jjigae in this spring?” I stopped preparing the kitchen.
“Can I still wait for that?” Ask. That question poked my heart. Is he still allowed? I really hope he's still waiting for that but it feels unfair when I'm still worried.
“I don't know.” My speech. My hands moved to heat the kimchi jjigae in the microwave. The silence covered my apartment kitchen. I wandered into my own mind. Wandering through the guilt of my wicked departure last winter. The clink of the microwave pulled me back.
“What is Nuna's dream at the moment?” Min-wook asked as I served kimchi jjigae. I was silent for a moment. I remember what I went through this month. Set foot back in Seoul, back as an actress.
“Don't know, I just want to be as happy as when I wasn't in Seoul but sometimes I miss Trine McKenzie,” I replied as I stared at Min-wook.
“What Nuna wants to leave this industry?” Ask Min-wook again.
“I really want to do it when I take too long.” Whether Min-wook understands it or not, he just keeps quiet.
“Tell me, tell me when Nuna wants to leave the industry, I'll go with Nuna.” Min-wook
After finishing a bowl of kimchi jjigae, Min-wook gently steered a can of beer by staring at the Han River from my apartment window. I approached her with a can of beer to go with her. Min-wook's head looked up as my feet approached him.
“Why didn't you ask the reason for my departure back then?” My toot.
“Because I trust you,” replied Min-wook firmly who was able to slice my heart. I looked down, staring at the floor.
“Can I still come back to you, after all this?” I asked with a vague look because of tears.
“Can it still be like that?” Min-wook asked in a tone just as devastated as I was.
MY OWN KOREAN DRAMA
Min-wook's question has been ringing in my head for months. After our last meeting, we never saw each other again. The seven of them were busy with the preparation of the first round-the-world tour while I began to pursue the world of writing. There is at least one day a week I will sit quietly typing the contents of my head.
Back to Min-wook's question. Can we still be together? To date, that question has not been answered.