Princess Endut
159. A-yeong

Seoul, Corea.

The tall buildings of skyscrapers are so very beautiful as if to touch the blue sky that looks cloudy. Roadside trees accompany the trip Weva who is currently pecking his cheeks on the back of the car seat.

"This is a kimchi restaurant. We will eat there together later."

(That's a kimchi restaurant. We will eat there later) said the girl, pointing to the restaurant across the street.

"I don't like kimchi" Weva replied without looking.

"What?"

(What?)

Weva breathed. He looked at the beautiful girl lazily.

"I don't like kimchi."

(I don't like kimchi)

Weva glanced at the girl cynically making her two eyes look back out the window.

The girl was silent for a moment and did not think long she grabbed her cellphone and reopened the translation. 

"Emmm, tehrus are you sukha apha?"

Weva, who heard this, immediately turned her head when she realized that this girl had just spoken Indonesian.

"It turns out you-" Weva's speech stopped finding the girl staring at the phone screen. It was clear that the girl was translating the sentence so that Weva understood what she was saying.

"Weva, like meatballs," Weva said, turning her back to the girl, leaning her cheek against the back of the chair.

"baso?"

"No! Ba-kso!" he said slowly.

"Bakso?"

"Emmm," he said lazily.   

"I like meatballs."

"Oh, huh?" shock Weva quickly looked at the girl.

The girl nodded with a sweet smile to find a good response from Weva.

"There's a meatball vendor?"

"What?" it was a wonder the girl did not understand.

Weva breathed. God, he used to run away a lot while tutoring English.

"Here is a meatball seller?" ask Weva.

(There's a meatball seller here?)

"Yes." Yeah."

"Where?"

(Where?)

The girl shifted her body closer to Weva who was sitting by the window of the car. The girl looked seriously across the street and she pointed shortly.

"There!"

(There!)

Weva turned to look at a restaurant that read meatballs longing for the village that looks so crowded visitors.  

"That meatball miss kamphung, emmm cost 17 won. There adha banyhak mkhanan tasty. There is ayham geprek, iga bakarh, igha and toghean soup" he explained while reading the translation.

Weva nodded with her head that kept staring at the restaurant until it got further away.

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Weva stepped inside a house to greet some people in Korean clothes. Weva was only speechless but her gaze paid attention to everything around her. After a long journey for Weva now he has arrived at a house that looks luxurious but said Weva this house is not able to beat his home in Indonesia.

"Yes!" greet someone and hug them tightly. 

The old woman with her usual tied hair now let go of her embrace made Weva astonished but when she saw his face Weva smiled. Weva remembers 76-year-old Omah Weva.

"? ⁇ ⁇ / Dochag haessni? neomu bogo sip - eoyo."

(Have you arrived? I miss you so much)

"? ? / Neo baegopeu ni? mwonga meoggo sip - eo?"

(Are you hungry? You want to eat something?)

Weva just nodded with a smile even though he honestly did not understand.

"Where's the trip?"

"Good, really," he replied with an unhappy face.

"Oh yeah, you haven't met your cousin yet?"

"Who?"

"A-yeong, who else if not him?"

Hearing the name made a grunt annoyed. Damnit damnit! This ear must hear that name again.

"How's it?"

"Weva doesn't want to," she refused.

"Why?"

Weva did not answer. I think he really hated that name. If he heard his name he hated what else if he met and saw the girl. Weva still remembers that her Mommy always praised the girl named A-Yeong and compared her to her.

"No, dong, Wev! You should definitely meet A-yeong! Can't not!"

Weva smacked her lips in annoyance then slowly Weva nodded her head. Let A-yeong show up in front of him right now. It felt like for a long time he wanted to stomp on the girl's neck hard, if necessary Weva was eager to strangle the girl's neck.

How, the hell look of the girl until always called her name by Sasmita. Weva wants to see the girl.

"A-young!" sasmita yelled at someone making Weva glance as if impatient to see a figure named A-yeong.

"Ne," (Yes) said the little girl who ran over to Sasmita.

Weva rounded his eyes after seeing the girl called A-yeong was running small and standing beside Sasmita and right in front of Weva who was still staring unexpectedly.

Is this really his cousin?

Weva had no idea that the beautiful girl who had picked her up at the airport was A-yeong, the most Weva-hating human on earth.

"Well, here comes A-Yeong. Pretty, right?" asked Sasmita who was embracing A-yeong's waist right in front of Weva who was staring nanar.

"Wev, let's meet A-yeong!"

"Wevs!" said Wevo who had risen from the sofa.

Wevo touched the surface of Weva's shoulder, which is still stuck unexpectedly. Wevo just can't bear to see his sister like this. Weva usually only always gets comparisons through her sense of hearing, but now she sees it firsthand.

Weva is still sculpting. No wonder why her Mommy always praised this beautiful girl. It was all because of A-yeong's absolutely perfect physical state.

While he is very bad. Seeing her Mommy who was embracing A-yeong's waist made Weva's chest feel very sick. It felt like the dagger that stabbed him so sharply.

"Wevs!" call Wevo again.

Weva looked at Wevo who was smiling.

"Wevs! Let's meet A-yeong!" ask Sasmita again.

A-yeong smiled. He stuck out his white, wiggly fingers at Weva who was slowly looking down at her slightly fat, non-white fingers.

"Wevs!"

"No!" reject Weva raw.

A-yeong stared wide at the look on Weva's face which suddenly turned furious as well as the domineering glare.

"Wevs!" sasmita rebuked firmly.

"You can't be like that and A-young!"

"Why can't you?" ask Weva.

"Why, Mom?"

"Because, A-yeong is slim and not fat like Weva so Weva can't be ugly with her?" his chatter then pointed at A-yeong who currently knows nothing.

"It's not because, it's, Wev."

"Keep what?"

"Well, you can't do that, dong!"

"Mommy, it's up to Weva to meet him or not!"

"Weva, stop!!!" sasmita's snapping shocked everyone.

"Stop!!!" shouted again.

Weva was biting her lips as the clap sounded painful to her. Weva did not expect that her Mommy would snap at her in front of people especially A-yeong who had been staring at her.