Tucked In Both Hearts
19. Debates

Mr. Jo was still staring in the middle of the room door at his two children alternately. While the one being stared at was still silent as if his throat was being choked by saliva.

"E this, Pa. I want to go out for food, he said hungry. But Jeon misunderstood me thinking I turned away because I was walking slowly and sneaking around. Just misunderstand me, Pa."

"Oh yes it is there." Jo went to the kitchen to get some water.

While in the living room the two are still looking at each other. Jeff approached Jeon and said, "This is the result if you interfere in my affairs too often. You're not like this because you care about my family, but you're starting to feel homesick, in love with her? You like Missing the same? If you like it you can take it. If Mama or Papa finds out I still have a relationship with the Queen, Miss is the first person I will get sick. You heard it all right!" Jeff saw his father return with a glass of water. The man immediately rushed out of the house.

Me? In love with Miss? Is he crazy to say that?

Finally Jeon inevitably returned to the room with his hands and empty results. He regretted a little how he prevented Jeff. His intention is to catch Jeff so as not to be out of the house, which happens exactly the opposite. The man was able to leave the house even with his father's permission.

Jeon could have refuted what Jeff said earlier, but he still thought about Mr. Jo's feelings that he had to take care of. After all, his father was no longer young where no one could guarantee his health if he heard anything shocking.

Especially if Mr. Jo hears that his son met another woman in the middle of the night. Who would think positively if two people of different genders met outside the house at midnight? He thought everyone would think the same as him. What else will they do besides warm each other up.

When his feet hit the second floor, that's when Missed out of the room. Why does God always meet him and miss in the middle of the night? Can't God bring them together at the right time? Why in the middle of the night?

"Where are you going, Mommy?"

"cn ... Want ... Go downstairs and get some oil."

"Yes, Ma'am wait here just let me take it. Going up and down stairs is not good for your feet."

"All right, thank you."

Longing to sit on the second floor, more precisely on the top of the stairs. His legs hurt when used to stand for too long. Actually he woke up to find out who had just come out using a motorbike. And now it seems that she does not need to find out anymore because the owner of the motorbike is at home, it means that the one who drove the motorcycle just now is her own husband. And she should not have to ask or find out anymore, considering her husband's chat with the Queen, she should have been thinking in that direction.

Then once you know what Jeff did with the Queen, then what will you do? Wouldn't that just add to your heartache? Want you to know what Jeff did or not, won't it be the same? It's equally painful for you, because you can't change your status. You are staying here not for yourself, but for both your parents and your in-laws. Don't you appreciate their feelings? If you want to be free from this heartache, it means you have to be.

But if I could do something with this marriage, it would mean I hurt a lot of people. What about my parents and my parents-in-law? They want this marriage to end happily.

While Miss was quarreling with herself, Jeon came with massage oil in her hand. He sat down next to Miss and gave her the oil.

"Thank you, yeah, Je. I went straight to the room."

I miss trying to stand up and turn around. However, it seems that he was too hard when putting his feet on the floor to walk so that his reflexes were stirred. As usual, Jeon's soul of care and kindness immediately rose up and rained longing with questions.

"Why Ma'am? Can't make it on its foot?" Jeon reflexively embraced the arm of Sister-in-law who was younger than him.

Missed to immediately pull those hands away and say, "It's okay, Je. I'm not okay. Don't do this please!"

Jeon slightly gasped, "What should I do? Should I be like my brother who let you be like this? Seeing you in pain and I just saw you walking by yourself so? Is that what you want? What are you, anyway? I was confused, as I recall, Papa doesn't matter we're close to knowing the limits. Do you think I don't know the boundary between Brother and sister-in-law? I've told you many times that you want to keep your distance, please! But don't be like this, we're like people who don't get along."

"Keep if we don't seem to get along, what's the problem, Je? We did not know each other before, we did not need each other. We want to be close or not, it will not affect our lives equally, right?"

"Yes, you're right. I shouldn't have protested let alone thought that you needed a friend. Once I see your relationship with your husband, I shouldn't offer myself to be your friend and be an ear when you need someone to hear your story. Don't forget, in this house I'm the only one who knows that your relationship with your husband isn't okay. Don't you know there are a lot of people out there who end their lives and end up in a mental hospital just because of a life problem. They have no place for stories. Do you want to be one of them and make everyone around you sad? Just do it if you want."

Jeon left after saying that. He realized he was too harsh with Miss. He realized that the way might be wrong. But he felt he had run out of ways to make Miss re-open with him. He realized, he had no right to force Miss. It was just that her little heart said another, she desperately wanted to miss sharing her grief with him. She knows no woman is okay knowing her husband plays back and goes too far.

Jeon only thought about the time it had come. The time when the bomb that is advancing its time will explode at any time. I don't know how many hearts will be hurt. And he just wanted, when it arrived, Miss already had a place even if only to lean on.

But why did Jeon think that far? Why does he care about his brother-in-law? Are you sure, it's just a pity?