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At night, Bibi and Ma-roo quietly step into Yong-suk's room. They wonder, is Ye-jin going to sleep with her husband in bed?
Since when did they start this curious, before when aunt was washing dishes. Ma-roo's ghost-like presence really shocked auntie.
"Eh! Pocong pardon!" Auntie was shocked and almost dropped the plate.
"What am I poconging?" Ma-roo pouted hearing the aunt's words earlier from keceplos.
Aunty's hand knocked on the man's eyed and protested in annoyance,
"Ouch!"
"It's your fault it came like a ghost, make me surprised to know!"
"Well, I'm sorry, it's my habit."
"How do you do as a secretary?" Ask aunt.
Lately Ma-roo also seems to be working hard as his secretary, Mr. Ju, he even has to accompany him meetings outside the city and country.
"Y-yahh that's how it is.busy as ever."
But, ever since Yong-suk got a fever. Ma-roo's job is getting busy, fortunately he is not easily tired.
"Work it has to be."
Seeing the look on Ma-roo's face seemed to force himself until aunt's hand knocked her eel again.
"Ouch! What's my fault bi?"
"Even if Mr. Ju doesn't force you to work and let you be free, you need to rest your body for a day anyway."
"But I'm not__”
"Auntie worries you'll get sick, don't assume your body is immune to disease, but you're a disease-stricken human, okay?"
Ma-roo is so happy to stare at the aunt who was so worried about him, it seems like it is true. He should not force himself.
"Alright, I'll take a day off tomorrow."
"nahh good, oya by the way is Miss Hong going to sleep in bed tonight with Mr Ju?"
Suddenly aunty catches her curiosity, ma-roo tilts her head and wonders how the old young lady can catch the idea of something.
It could be called, aunt ning is a genius.
"It's none of our business, bi." Ma-roo intends to avoid that discussion.
Aunty deliberately teases ma-roo with her evil smile.
"but aren't you curious? They never even got naked, did they?"
"What if tonight happens, you'd be happy to see it, wouldn't you?"
Ma-roo hesitates to realize his words, "wait, does that mean we'll see firsthand?"
"not directly but..." Closer his lips to one of Ma-roo's ears.
Then whispered to her words, ".but secretly looo."
Ma-roo takes a guilty breath, not expecting him to have to come along with aunt.
"I'm worried that Miss Hong might catch us, and I don't know what face to face."
"Sst, you're noisy."
Aunty's fingers slowly opened the door and saw a mysterious figure already in front of the door. Their faces and glared in shock, how was that person already in front of the door?
They gulped and were confused as to what face to face with him.
Ma-roo's words came true.
"What are you doing here?" It was Ye-jin's voice catching them.
"E-eeh..ah.hahaha, Miss Hong? A-anu..i-that's why we just want to see if Mr. Ju has slept?" Ask aunt bluntly.
Ye-jin squints her cold eyes at them, "stalker." In short.
They were surprised that they could not avoid these words. Ye-jin can tell their stuttering looks awkward so they can't hide.
"Pardon us, and.we don't mean."
"Then___”
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" Tatititutu."
Not done yet Ye-jin talks, Ma-roo pulls aunt's hand away as soon as possible. Ye-jin just shook her head, though,
"Basic yahh..."
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While Yong-suk is still sleeping, Ye-jin walks in with him. The sound of rain outside brought the sound of the sky rumbling lightning that would make her husband cold.
Ye-jin fixes the window, and a lightning strike comes as a surprise and scares her whole body, bending her knees while covering her ears.
"My little Trauma's back."
Well, it could be called her lightning trauma reverberated in her ears.
"Ye-jin..." A faint voice sounded to call out to him,
Ye-jin's face turned towards her, but Yong-suk realized that he heard a lightning sound. He caught his wife sitting there bending in fear,
"Come here..."
Ye-jin steps close to her husband, until she can hold Yong-suk's hand. He breathed a sigh of relief that warmth and calmness flowed throughout his body.
"You'll be safe if you sleep with me."
Ye-jin's face slumped I heard the word."sleeping together" Very disturbing,
"But I..." He bit his lips in anger because he couldn't say it.
"What's bothering you?" Ask Yong-suk, though,
One of his hands pulled his wife's chin before his face.
Ye-jin is very scared and hesitates to say it, her eyebrows furrow sadly and soon her tears fall.
But, he held it in for a moment. "I am not holy anymore and I have no right to sleep beside you, me. and my body..."
His tears slowly rolled down his cheeks, though,
"My body is.very dirty." she continued.
The sound of lightning touching loudly outside, she lowered her head holding back her fear while tightly grasping the palm of her husband's hand.
Yong-suk understands that, for Ye-jin it is impossible to escape from the mass. The pain still left a mark on his mind, he did not know what to do to face his suffering still haunt him.
"For me, you're special and I'm not thinking about it so much, don't be burdened by your mass." Yong-suk replied in a limp tone.
Ye-jin is astonished and always does not understand, why the man remains so noble-hearted to her. Even in High School, he treated her very well like an angel. Until now Yong-suk has kept his promise to find her and marry her to be free from her suffering.
Why is that guy always nice to her? Ye-jin sobbing lowered her face again, then asked.
"Hiks..yong-suk, why...why are you always so kind and accepting of me?"
"Because you're my wife and.of course I love you."
Her husband's words left Ye-jin speechless for a moment then raised her head towards Yong-suk. Yong-suk's pale lips spread his smile.
"Let's sleep, it's night."
Finally the couple slept in bed, the sound of thunder outside still echoing. Yong-suk advises his wife to stay in his arms because it is safe to calm him down.
Ye-jin does, but her face is already flushed red and she even hears her husband's heartbeat so fast, the sound of his heavy breathing also sounds close.
Yong-suk's two hands tightly hugged his wife's small body. Ye-jin's eyes are rounded in shock,
"Y-yong-suk...?"
"I'm sorry, actually I'm a little distracted by nightmares so I want you to hold me."
"Nightmare?"
"Nn, that number. But...I haven't told you before, have I?"
"Wait for you to be healthy just tell me, I'm ready to listen to you."
"Yes." Yeah."
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