
The summer sun was the sun Hagi hated the most, several times he grumbled a little as dripping sweat blocked his eyes on the archery focus board. Already since this morning his father trained archery and this time it was more difficult for Hagi because he had to hit the incense that his father accidentally put in the middle of the archery board, a little sorry for challenging his father this morning considering he had repeatedly won the championship but somehow since the morning the arrow bow always misses because of his troubled hand after serving his father playing sword yesterday despite injury it's not too bad.
Always so every day, after returning home from college Hagi inevitably had to carry out the traditions of his family, Hagi never really had a normal life like a teenage girl his age, gossiping with friends or activities outside of college is not something he can do, not to mention the night he would run out to practice playing all the traditional musical instruments taught by his mother.
There are times when Hagi feels jealous of his brother Kim Jong Won who got a little time off from their parents because his oppa only had to master what his father taught. Of course it is easy for a man's oppa to undergo the activities that his father gives, he said, in addition to her brother's stamina, she also focused on her father's company, which is engaged in hospitality and also exports of imports of antiques and food stalls. Unlike Hagi, she is still a busy 20-year-old girl in her fifth semester in medicine, quite grateful next year he has started an internship so he no longer needs to live the family tradition that made him lose a lot of things in his young age.
Although Hagi always liked everything his father taught him such as archery, horse riding and swordplay, it was all fun activities for him but with his busyness now it felt really strangling him, the exceptions to what his mother taught, dancing, playing music, tatak rama all really upset him. Hagi went back to sighs of frustration when his bow did not hit the target, his father sneering from a distance made Hagi annoyed because he was getting tired.
"Dad wants you to join Hagi's archery championship, I've also registered you as a participant, so you have to be serious." Hagi momentarily stopped his archery, looking in surprise at his father who was sitting under a shady tree with his mother, not caring about the fate of his daughter who was roasted by the sun in the summer.
"Why don't you ask me first, you know I'm busy preparing for my apprenticeship next year." Hagi stopped his training, getting close to his parents already not caring about his father who rounded his eyes disapprovingly, Hagi sat in the middle of his parents leaning slightly on his mother, she said, Mrs Kim thrust a bottle of mineral water on Hagi who was received joy by him even though again his father belied not like him.
"I'm tired and thirsty dad, why do you have so much heart for your beautiful son." Mr. Kim snorted bitterly, because usually Hagi would not drink or stop without being told, it just so happened that Mrs Kim today came along, last night his beautiful wife complained to him that her daughter often fell asleep listening to the family tree taught at night because she was too tired to train her father.
"It's a pity you don't get too hard on him, after all Hagi has to rest he also still has gesageum training with me later tonight, oh yes Hagi you use your sunblock? I don't want your skin to be red like the other day." Hagi just showed his thumb, feeling no energy to make a sound made Mr. Kim reflexively hit Hagi's head from behind.
"Where's your rambling on your mother?"
"Abo!!!!" Mr. Kim glared back and was ready to hit Hagi on the head but he swiftly hid behind his mother's back.
"It's a shame your son is exhausted, let him rest first." Mr. Kim breathed his breath weakly, he was not a man who would argue with his beautiful wife.
"Alright but if he fails in his archery competition I won't hesitate to punish him. You remember it's Hagi." Hagi puffed her cheeks upset her father is always forcing his will, no matter how much sacrifice his beautiful daughter, if she fails he will not hesitate to punish her he knows very well the punishment his father mentioned, he said, sometimes she regrets being born a daughter in the Kim family. It would be better for him to be a boy, even though his father remains hard, at least Hagi is still given the opportunity to get to know the outside world like his brother Kim Jong Won.
"I understand, but what prize would you like to give me if I win?" For a moment, Mr. Kim looked at me and looked at Hagi inside.
"Gift of course exists. I just don't know if this suits you or not." Hagi raised his eyebrows curiously, but did not ask back when his father started to stand up and prepared to go inside the house.
"What's up with dad, mom?" Madam Kim looked fondly at Hagi, stroked her youngest daughter's hair and then looked at Hagi just as her father had given her earlier.
"You'll find out later, baby, if the gift your father gave you later matches, later if you have children you don't have to continue the Kim family tradition." Lady Kim got up, left Hagi alone, leaving behind a confused Hagi. The vibrating phone makes Hagi jerk from his daydream, a little lazy Hagi raised the call that turned out from her brother.
"Still practicing?"
"No, wae? Oppa's not busy?"
"Oppa wants lunch, are you coming? Oppa pick you up at home?" Hagi seemed to think then nodded this opportunity for him to feel the weekend outside.
"Alright I also want to ask oppa something."
"Oky oppa pick it up now." The connection was cut off, making Hagi snort annoyed but shortly shrugged his shoulders no matter, slightly stretching Hagi's body to his feet stepping into the house.
Elsewhere still in Seoul precisely at Cho's residence, a namja is also now doing the same thing with Hagi, who, since this morning he practiced archery over and over again the instructor he paid praised him incessantly.
"I have nothing with him. Kim Hagi, you know what to do?" The words of the namja made the instructor speechless, of course, compared to Hagi namja, this could not be equivalent to Hagi who had been trained from childhood.
Moments later his phone rang softly making the name come to a realization from his daydream, when he knew who called his gloomy face turned a little excited.
"Yeobseo?.. ah yes I am not busy? I'll gladly pick her up. all right." After turning off his phone, he stood ready to go back into the house, because now he was in his backyard.
"Ajjusi can go home now, tomorrow we continue the training." The instructor just gave a small nod and let the name go.
***
Hagi repeatedly stared at the watch in his hand, half an hour from what was promised, but his oppa did not come. Every now and then Hagi rubbed his fingers, archery practice made his finger wound everywhere a little sore but Hagi never complained, nor was he tired of complaining about not producing anything.
Her father would only consider her a weak girl and Hagi did not like her. Her best friend Hyun Mie has often scolded her because Hagi is considered not appreciative of her body as a woman, although Hyun Mie knows Hagi is a very tomboyish girl and does not care about her appearance, but still Hagi woman who someday should be able to attract the attention of a man who wants to be serious with her even though now without dressing even though Hagi is the target of men on campus.
But all the namja were only interested in the face of Hagi not with all his roughness. Hagi snorted in annoyance as he recalled how chatty Hyun Mie saw his scuffed hands everywhere, when he last won the archery championship last month, he said, opening her backpack Hagi took a prester to cover the wounds on her hand, her oppa would also definitely be as chatty as Hyunmie. Hagi stared at the clock in his hand.
"Ck where exactly is my oppaku, isn't lunchtime over?" Hagi grumbled while again intending to contact his oppa, when a gray Saab surprised him with its horn. Frowning Hagi stared dumbly at the driver waving from inside her beautiful Saab as she lowered her car window.
"Who is it?" Feeling unfamiliar with Hagi asked in surprise because the man inside Saab opened the front car door for him.
"Come in, you're waiting for your oppa Kim Jong Won right? I'm his friend, he asked me to pick you up, because suddenly there was some sudden business." The man smiling sweetly looked good, but could not convince Hagi who did have a very hard nature to trust strangers.
"the evidence?" Once again the man smiled sweetly, dialed a number on his phone and then connected to someone.
"Yesung_ah, your sister doesn't seem to believe me." The man gave his phone to Hagi, hesitating a bit that Hagi received the call.
"Yeobseo?.. why not oppa who picks up? You know I don't like strangers?. Okay, I'm going with her." Hagi gave the man's phone to the owner.
"believe it?" Hagi gave a small nod and got into the car without saying much.
The man began to drive his car at a moderate speed, no one started the conversation first anyway Hagi did not like to talk first to strangers. Every now and then Hagi looked at the man beside her confusedly. All this time Hagi knew very well who was close to his oppa and the namja beside him was not a person he knew.
But hearing the name beside him calling his oppa Yesung was not in doubt this man was close to his oppa, for only the one who was really close called his oppa Yesung. Feeling the look of the man stared at Hagi at a glance.
"Is there anything you want to ask?" Hagi shook his head slowly, though curious he was not the one who wanted to find out if it was not the person who told the story. Then he nodded and refocused on driving. Once again Hagi looked at the namja beside him, if he kept on paying attention to the name next to him this is very familiar. But Hagi forgot it altogether.
'Who is this name? Why do I feel like I've met him? But where?' This time Hagi shrugged his shoulders no matter what if he knew each other later he would know from Yesung oppanya.
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