The Mafia With Luv
BONUS CHAPTER
"Jaerin, what happened?"
It was mark lee, the handsome man who was still using the apron was perplexed as soon as he saw the jaerin's behavior. His face looked deathly pale, his lower lips were trembling, like holding back fear. Mark's sharp eyes stared at a piece of photography that crashed on the floor, making Mark understand why Jaerin became like this.
Mark immediately approached the jaerin, trying to make the girl calm down. Of course the thing that jaerin had just seen was a shock to jaerin himself. "Calm down, don't get too in the mind." Clearly mark, rubbing jaerin's shoulder slowly.
"Ta—pi. It—ba-how can?" Jaerin stuttered, not crying, just surprised.
"Gosh what's going on here?" Pekik kyle who came from the direction of the warehouse while carrying a cardboard.
"Jaerin found a photo of mom first, along with dad also both parents of jaerin." Clearly mark, while his other hand was still busy rubbing jaerin's shoulder.
The long breath that only I could do, he felt stupid, forget if the stack of books contains a memorable album along with the parents jaerin first and worse there are many secrets that I hide in the album.
"Mark, can you wake up? Mom has to explain this to Jaerin." Kyle asked for.
Mark nodded in understanding, standing up so that kyle could speak and explain all of this to the jaerin. Mark also does not want any misunderstandings here, do not let alone things that are hidden.
Kyle took the empty place that had been mark content, sitting his body there, right next to the jaerin who was still agitated in fear. "Jaerin's." Kyle patted jaerin's shoulder slowly.
Jaerin turned his head, looked at the aunt with teary eyes, jaerin was afraid, so weak with circumstances. Kyle took a piece of the photo lying on the floor, staring at it with sadness.
"This is a photo taken when me, jiwoo, jihyeok and seoyoung will carry out quite a strenuous task. We're all used to it, side by side with death, just that there's no guarantee of survival there, so we decided to take a picture before we left, at least there's a memory we left." Kyle was clearly tightly gripping the black and white photo.
Before long, the jihyeok who had completed his sentence was cooking joined, sitting on a long sofa that faced directly with the jaerin. Listening and paying attention, obviously jihyeok knows, this secret will eventually be revealed, but he hopes this can be completed.
"Both your parents, and we're both the same jaerin. We are united because of circumstances, need each other, have many difficulties and resentments. We're black rose's hit men."
After that remark, jaerin's shoulder immediately slumped, another shock that made his heart sliced. In addition to her parents who are assassins, it turns out that her aunt and uncle are the same. They are trapped and fall together, both jiwoo, seoyoung, kyle and jihyeok.
"We parted ways when we found out our leader was killed. And we chose to disperse, me and kyle chose to go to canada, while jiwoo and seoyoung chose to live in new york and have a new life. We all disappeared, like we never knew a black rose organization, mingled, like society in general. All black secrets and data are held by jiwoo, as the boss's representative and confidant." Obviously kyle again, trying to make it simple so that jaerin can understand.
"That data jiwoo keep well. But I did not expect, the mafia knew that the data was in the hands of jiwoo. The flash drive contains data of black rose service users, as well as finance, and various other important data. And they all want to leverage that data for their own personal benefit. Because honestly the data is indeed profitable."
Now what explains is jihyeok, staring softly at the jaerin who had just listened. Sometimes sighing, it was so difficult for jaerin to accept all of this.
"And as it turns out, me and Kyle had no idea that sehun already knew that your father and mother were the killers of both of his parents. And target seoyoung and jiwoo to one-hun kill. Sorry jaerin, if I hadn't asked them to break our friendship so that everything would be safe. Surely I can protect your father, mother and sister Jaerin." Jihyeok clearly looked so sorry.
Honestly, it has been a long time jaerin and lee family do not communicate, jihioo and seoyoung never again invite jaerin or hwan to meet with kyle and jihyeok. They seemed to just disappear, having last met when jaerin was 10 years old knew.
Mark who knows more about this story chose to calm the father, who was depressed and felt all this was his fault. Because it didn't come and decided to just leave, but everything has already happened. The three jaerin families had already left, unable to return.
As for jaerin, he could only be silent, occasionally wiping his dripping tears, making no sound at all. "After I found out about your family's death, and you disappeared. Me and Kyle decided to look for your whereabouts, and found you together with sehun. His prisoner. So I sent Mark to secretly guard you, watching you from a distance because I wasn't strong enough to fight against you." Jihyeok again.
Jaerin understood, several times one-hun said that he was in danger, about how he was almost killed, but saved by mark, also the car that had visited the mansion once, sehun, it was an order from jihyeok to protect jaerin. When sehun is not there by his side.
"But the plan did not go smoothly, so suho, wanted to get the same data as well as take revenge on sehun. Everything happened so fast, Mark and I tried to do what we could to protect you and get the data. But everything was out of control, I didn't expect Suho to be so desperate as to sacrifice his own life for revenge."
"Why does Suho want revenge on sehun? Sehun is his man." Asked Jaerin who had been silent since then, looked up his head to ask the three people who were left there.
"Because of our leader, the founder of black rose is a great-grandfather. Oh younghan, and he has another child from his affair, the suho's mother, and the one who told your parents to kill your family is Suho's father."
Again, another reality jaerin gets. This revenge event is prolonged. Jaerin massaged his own temple, feeling very confused by all of this. Why should he be involved in this. Is that as bad as the thing that jaerin did in the past? Until his current self ended badly like this.
"Fortunately the data is now in my hands."
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"Sun... Don't go, don't... Hicks..."
"Don't leave me."
Kyle and jihyeok could only be silent on the doorstep, as soon as a shrill voice full of sadness sounded. The two of them could do nothing, except lament their respective folly that could not protect the last treasure possessed by seoyoung and jiwoo.
Kyle hides his head on the chest of the jihyeok field, enduring the intense pain, he himself is confused as to what to do so that the jaerin can forget about the sehun, the man seems to always cling to the heart of the jaerin.
Tonight, Jaerin is back in his sleep, weeping for a departure from the world, though unwilling, Jaerin cannot turn back the clock, the one he loves the most is gone, with two other heroes who saved his life.
What Jaerin believes, he will not be able to live quietly, with all the regrets and deeds that he has done in the past.
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2 years later
The waist-length black haired girl, opened the sunglasses that covered her two beautiful eyes, with jet-black obsidian. Walked slowly following the instructions of the bodyguards who welcomed his arrival.
Now his feet rest on a large house, with a classic European feel that dominates. It's been a long time since he escaped here, and now it's time for him to come back, trying to forget is hard. Ah ralat, this girl never forgets what happened in her youth, everything is still recorded clearly, slapped like music that is always interspersed with melody. Nor would he be able to live without that memory.
As soon as the big door opened, the first sight he saw was of a middle-aged man, with his reading glasses giving a warm smile to the girl. Walk closer to give a greeting hug, and a welcome greeting.
"Welcome to jaerin." Greet the man, hugging the body of the taller girl to his cross.
The girl who was referred to as a jaerin returned a warm embrace of the man she already considered an uncle. "Thank you uncle." Jaerin answered, releasing a hug.
"Everything you need has been prepared. For the company, your father has long since diverted it on your behalf." Obviously the man named Han hyo bin who is a confidant of jiwoo while taking care of work.
"Thank you uncle, let's sit down first." Jaerin said he made small talk because it was not good to talk about such things while standing up.
"No, uncle is in a hurry. Uncle had to go to Paris to see uncle's son's graduation." Hyobin.
"really? Congratulations uncle. Give my regards to uncle yorin." Jaerin said with a friendly smile typical of him.
Hyobin nodded, then said goodbye, passed away leaving the Jung family residence which is still maintained until now. Hyobin really takes good care of this big house. Jaerin put the origin of the tote bag that he brought, back nostalgic with this big house.
Full of stories and wounds, hate and love and happiness and sorrow.
After almost 2 years of hiding, trying to eliminate his fear of being imagined as one-sided figure, also strengthening himself to dare to see the outside world. And this is where jaerin is now, returning after his struggle that was not in vain.
"Hi? No rest?"
Jaerin turned his head, looking at someone who had just come while carrying plastic groceries that he believed contained groceries. "Yes, I'm longing for a moment." Answer jaerin with a small rarity.
The man nodded in understanding, not intending to interfere with jaerin activities and preferred to keep all the luggage he bought on the living room table.
"Mark, thank you, yeah."
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Bored, again and again jaerin can not hold back his taste, really can not stand still. The magnificent house felt so quiet, because his friend, mark lee had to take care of some things, about the move of the jaerin to new york again, everything has not been resolved.
Clucking pissed, while throwing the original tv remote. Jaerin chose to get up, taking his coat which was deliberately hung beside the main door. Just added, because mark said it's easier, if you put a coat near the door, especially now in the winter.
Jaerin took the brown coat, then walked out of the house. Some of the guards standing at the door were confused, because their mistress was leaving the house.
"Miss, where do you want to go?" Ask one of the guards.
"I'm going for a walk, don't follow me. Here I'm fine." Jaerin answered, without turning his head and directly down the stairs that connect between the main door, as well as the front yard is so broad.
Like what Jaerin said, the girl with unraveled hair was walking around a house that was quite far from the settlement, where the big businessmen, indeed sometimes far from the city. But jaerin likes, especially during the trip his eyes are presented with views of shady trees, although covered in thick snow. And a long river, which runs beside the road, looks frozen because of the cold air in New York.
"I miss this place." Jaerin, monologue yourself.
He was standing on the sidewalk, waiting for the bus to pass so he could take him to his destination. Quite far away, but quite a favorite tour, especially when the winter like this. He looked across the street, found a focal point, at a man in a black coat, walking leisurely on the sidewalk.
Jaerin narrowed his eyes, feeling familiar with the figure. Black-haired, with firm jaws, a sharp nose and thin lips, exactly like someone jaerin knows. But quickly Jaerin brushed off, rubbing his eyes, thinking that the man was just delusional. But no, after a few eye rubs, the man remains the same, unchanged. Start away.
Immediately jaerin ran, breaking through the streets which fortunately turned into a red light. Trying to chase the man at full speed, had hit people and apologized immediately, because he was in a hurry.
Jaerin's gaze continued to focus on the man, wanting to reach his hand but unable to, the distance was still too far away. "OH SEHUN! WAIT UP!"
The man did not turn around even though the jaerin walked his name very hard.
"CHAAM!"
Still, the man was indifferent, whether true not to hear or intentionally but certainly jaerin exhausted, even though the man's steps were very wide. Jaerin could not compensate.
The man passed through a street, making the jaerin who saw him sigh heavily. He had to wait, because the street lights that turned green, making the vehicles that had previously stopped, now walk again.
And just after the streetlight came back red, the jaerin immediately crossed, came back running, had seen the man enter a park.
As soon as the park arrived, Jaerin could not find the figure of the man. Only other visitors who were playing ice skating together on the frozen river. Jaerin surrounded the park, continuing to circulate his gaze hoping to meet the person he had been looking for. He still hopes.
His heart cried out in excitement as soon as he saw a man with a black coat exactly like one owned, standing behind him. Immediately the jaerin ran up to the man, not caring about his messy appearance, random hair.
Jaerin patted the man on the shoulder, hoping that this time it would no longer be wrong. But once the man turned his head only disappointment that jaerin got. The man was not one-sided, his face was completely unfamiliar, so Jaerin decided to say sorry and said that he was wrong.
Away from the crowd, Jaerin pulled over, sat down on a wooden chair, leaned his head against the back of the chair, closing his eyes. Pronounced the name that he had longed for, even though there was a lot of evidence that said that one was gone, not saved.
Sometimes jaerin feels stupid, it's been two years. But he could never get away from his mind, as if there was nothing more he needed than one man. Jaerin laughed sarcastically, laughing at his life so full of misfortune, after escaping from the entanglements of the mafia, now jaerin was overwhelmed with regret.
There is no end.
Jaerin opened his eyes, when a chill touched the surface of his face. What the jaerin got was snow falling, starting to fall, so some people who were playing chose to go and find a safe place.
Despite knowing that the snow was falling, Jaerin chose to remain silent in the chair, of course lamenting his endless sadness, it seemed like it would last forever.
"Do you really like to make someone worry?"
Snow that had previously hit the body of the jaerin, was now blocked, once an umbrella and a distinctive heavy sound intruded. Jaerin immediately turned his head, staring at the figure of a man with a black coat that was paddling him so as not to be exposed to snow.
"Hi sehun's. I'm hallucinating again." Said jaerin with disdain, then chose not to care and returned to leaning the head on the back of the chair.
"You really want to worry me, then spend a lot of time with you?" Say that guy again.
Jaerin scrunched his brows. Wait, how does he know if jaerin really likes to be spoiled on sehun. Jaerin straightened his body, standing up from his seat, limp-faced with a man standing before him.
"Se-hun? Is this really you?" Asked jaerin, his hand felt that handsome face, felt it slowly, stroked until a warm feeling spread.
"Aren't I hallucinating? Am I crazy?" Ask jaerin again.
The man let out a long sigh, still with one hand clasping an umbrella to protect the two of them. Without much talking, the man pulled Jaerin into his arms, further providing the warmth he could provide.
Inhaling as much as possible, the smell of strawberries and vannila is very distinctive. So opium and intoxicating.
"If it's just a dream or a hallucination, I hope it'll never end." Said jaerin again, tightening his embrace on the man.
"You're not hallucinating jaerin. It's me, oh sehun."
Right after hearing the heavy voice come back, Jaerin sobbed, crying softly in the arms of the man who mentioned himself as oh sehun. Jaerin further submerged his head in the chest of a very warm field, even as snow fell around them.
"Hiks, Sehun.I love you."
"I love you too."
After that even though the snow is falling, the warmth they feel. Mutual channeling longing into one so closely hugs they unite. Being separated, as well as the shadow of death for two years was not an easy matter.
But luckily it all ended beautifully, with their meeting beginning at the end of the year. Hopefully with this, there are no more obstacles that they face.
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