My Own Korean Drama
Chapter 1 - Annyeong Daegu

Snow melts, though,

The road is clean, back,

The air is warm again,

Spring.

The best season to fall in love. Not too cold, but not too hot. Everything feels perfect. The leaves are growing again, the flowers of Maehwa - my favorite flower - are blooming again. I threw a look out the apartment window. The leaves are back green. People began to undress warm and heavy clothes. Not as warm as summer but does not make you freeze because of snow. I sipped back the clear cup of tea until it ran out. I walked into the closet taking a coat as well as yellow mustard boots with low heels that have the same color as the coat. I stared at the similar yellow colored scarf in the glass cabinet. I smiled and came out without the scarf.

Soo Ji Ah, my manager and personal assistant arrived at the lobby of the apartment when I got off. The white van took me down the streets of Seoul, somewhere I was going today. Usually will close the eyes and then fall asleep but not this time. Spring is always my favorite season. I never wanted to miss the beginning of spring.

“Where are we going to shoot today?” I asked while staring out of the car.

“Itaewon,” replied Ji Ah.

“Scouting eat?” I asked while looking at Ji Ah who turned out to be busy reading my script today.

“Setting ate, and broke up,” replied Ji Ah then gave my script. I read the drama again. Of course I already remembered what I should say later only that I did not know that the two scenes would be in the same place. It's pretty sad to know a happy place, and sad to be in the same place.

Park Min Wook was already at the location when I arrived, I gave my greetings then walked into the waiting room. The crew was preparing the set while I was filming. I closed my eyes and soon fell asleep. Filming has been my life for eight years. Love stories with various backgrounds and conflicts have been played successfully. I myself do not know exactly how many characters I brought into the glass screen. Each character has their own uniqueness but there is one thing in common. Of the many stories that the author made for me to play, none of the stories that I hope really happened to my love story. Though the first reason I plunge into this industry is looking for a story that is similar to my memories.

I remember my journey back to this industry. I considered where I should tell this story from but it seemed like nine years ago was the right choice to start with.

London, 2011-fr.

Unlike the day before, this time I used a gray sweater with black leggings. My left chest was shot yesterday. I was lucky enough that the bullet didn't hit my heart. Even though I was unconscious for a month, I was now able to move as usual. After taking the painkillers, I walked through the long hallway to room R. My right hand knocked on R's room door, just moments later R let me in. I pressed the doorknob, when the door opened, R sat on his bed.

“You didn't continue the contract?” I asked without further ado. To be honest I was also quite hit when I heard that R did not continue his employment contract. I don't know why I'm so comfortable working with him, unlike my previous bodyguard colleagues.

“I cannot possibly protect others if I myself cannot protect myself,” replied R in a low tone. Without even being told I also knew that it was not the only reason.

“You did not read the contract offered?” I'm trying to make him change his mind. As I recall his salary was tripled plus additional facilities.

“I've talked about it all before even. I have not changed my mind at all, this is the best option,” R again replied. It was also true that Auriga must have come here to persuade him.

“What is really the reason?” I tried to lure honesty R.

“What?” R asked me back. All right, I'll give up after this.

“What can not protect yourself is the reason?” I asked again with a probing look. R was silent for a moment. He will admit it now.

“Indeed moreover?” Answer R with questions. All right, I'm giving up. This man's decision is already unanimous.

“Alright, I hope you don't regret,” I said then patted R's shoulder then left the room. I walked back to my room. It was quite surprising when I met Auriga on the stairs leading to my room. I looked down in fear. This dark brown girly man in front of me is the first child of my boss.

“Are you not fully healed yet? Why are you here?” Tanya Auriga doesn't like it. Auriga looked at me with a gaze that really made me want to just disappear from the face of this earth.

“I just got from room R, I just wanted to say goodbye, excuse me,” I said trying to get away from this stressful situation.

“Do you not know how much I worry about you,” sagging Auriga as I was about to walk through it. My legs were silent, my whole body suddenly stiffened. I don't know why there were so many butterflies flying inside my stomach when Auriga said that.

“Sorry if I make you anxious,” my word then go. This time I walked quickly to my room. I immediately sent it to the floor when I arrived at the room. I climbed on the bed a little bit on all fours. Your guess is correct, Auriga and I had a love affair for a while. Not how long Visil entered the room at will.

“We will be fired soon!” The man then threw himself into my chair. I frowned not understanding. Visil took a television remote. The box screen featured Thomson, my big boss, being escorted by the police. It turned out that in the end everyone would sign the same contract as R. I breathed a rough breath.

Each guard will enter one by one. Everyone is waiting in front of the library. I don't know why I'm so sad. Is this also what R felt when signing the contract? I leaned against the wall. I stared at the reflection of my face on the window. There was no Chris as usual. My lips are not as red as usual, there are dark circles under my eyes. Just looking at my face, people will immediately know that I am not okay. I don't try to cover my face with makeup because I don't have it. A bodyguard does not need to look beautiful to take care of his master, so menururtku.

I stood for a long time until Aquila suddenly appeared. The girl walked slowly then pulled my wrist. Aquila led our way to the balcony of the house.

“After R goes, you also go, why is destiny as evil as this,” Aquila said as she looked at the back garden. Aquila was only my ears tall. Long ash blonde hair is left straight down, not as usual.

“Chris, you know for yourself I find it very difficult to adapt to new people, why do you have the heart!” Aquila's screams were starting to not stand the current state of affairs. I embrace Aquila who is starting to sob.

“Are you also going to give up on your feelings?” Ask Aquila still as much as she likes.

“I don't think it's time to talk about that. The current situation urges us, if indeed fate blesses us, we will meet again, I am sure it is,”. To be honest my heart was deeply saddened when all Aquila Mansion employees had to terminate the employment contract, and that wedge was splitting my heart even more at this moment.

“Why are you and Auriga so good at covering up your feelings?” Aquila asked and then returned. I took a breath and then breathed heavily.

“I hope you're okay,” I said softly while patting her shoulder then back to the front of the library. That's when Visil came out of the room, and asked me to come in. Auriga stood behind me. I swallowed with difficulty. As Auriga turned around, I turned my eyes to look at the floor.

“It looks like we should really end up here,” Auriga said then sniffed. I took a deep breath back. Alcohol smell. Did Auriga just have a drink before I came in?

“Which document do I need to sign?” I'm polite.

“Stop behaving like that when it's just us,” Auriga says she doesn't like. A moment the room was very quiet until Auriga returned to voice, “what will you do after coming out of this house?”

“You need not worry, I will get a new job soon,” replied I tried to be as calm as possible.

“You crazy?! You don't think I know your family background?!” Jerak Auriga doesn't like it. I'm speechless. I'm getting deeper. I go back to swallowing heavy. I'm really scared.

“Stop working in a place like this, look for a safer job,” Auriga said again.

“Do you love me?” Auriga asked, I don't need to see him to know his sharp gaze that was stabbing me.

“I don't think this is my goal to be called here,” I replied keeping my head down.

“Fuck with all that! Lift your chin when you talk to me!” Jerk Auriga again. This time Auriga pulled my arm closer. I can no longer avoid that look. Our eyes met for a while. Everything feels slow. The sound of the wind hitting the window, the dancing curtains, until Auriga who began to close her eyes. Everything was slow when Auriga stuck her lips on the corner of my lips. Not an adult kiss like in western movies. Just a light peck on the corner of my lips for a few seconds. And that was my first kiss.

“Can't you beg me to keep working here?” Auriga asked after taking a few steps back. His gaze was now silent, and soon there were tears flowing.

“You know how much I love you but this is not the right time to write our story, sorry, forgive me,”. Auriga pulled me into her arms. His big hand stroked my head gently.

“Am I just going to be a memory of your youth?” Ask Auriga who she knows. We both filled our room. For 21 years I have never cried from a broken heart. Today for the first time I broke my heart and cried. I who had never been touched by love began to build a fortress to prevent the next fall.

The next afternoon I actually left Aquila Mansion. Aquila, and Auriga stood side by side watching my ship move away. Is standing on this ship as painful as standing on that dock? Or even more painful? I turned back into the ship. Tears started to flow down my cheeks.

I got out of the taxi after paying the fare. I carry a bag on one of my shoulders. This big house I haven't visited in at least two and a half years. This is what Auriga meant by my background. Luxurious house, distinguished family, workers that I myself do not know how many there are. The life of a princess. I walked into the house. This place is still the same, quiet. I walked down the long hallway to Dad's office.

“You're back?” Ask Dad when I'm still on the doorstep who certainly uses English. My family doesn't speak Indonesian except me.

“Ya,” I replied then walked into his study. The smell is still the same. The air is still fun. The bag I was carrying I just dropped onto the floor as I walked towards the sofa then threw myself on it. Dad took off his glasses and walked up to me, sitting on the sofa next to me. I entered one of his hands.

“How is the company?” I asked for pleasantries while leaning on his shoulders.

“You're thinking of taking over?” Ask Daddy jahil.

“Dad knows myself I will never want to deal with that,” I replied lazily.

“So, what’s next, Chris?” Ask Daddy softly.

“I want to see Grandma, I miss her so bad,” I replied.

“After not meeting dad for so long you will go straight away again?” Ask Dad while pretending to sulk.

“Dad can visit me later,” I replied spoiled then we both laughed.

I didn't spend much time in London. A week after I got home, I flew to South Korea. The long journey did not allow me to discover what I could do. I don't even know what I'll do when I get there.

I went back to Daegu, where I was born. I've never been to South Korea other than to be born first. Usually Grandma would visit me in London. I don't know if this decision will change the drama of my life or not but I hope it's the best. I got off the plane and stared at the arrival door. Annyeong Daegu's.