VARSHA
Section 31

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Flap the wings as high as possible, leave the wounds of the past in the shadows and do not need to be looked at or remembered again. Remove the dust tub in the wind leave the trail invisible and disappear.

That way it should eliminate the memories or the bitter reality that is sweeping. If it is not beneficial and just save the pain better leave it. Don't dabble in it and enjoy life.

The determination was taken by Park Jim-in. Tonight he is not sleeping just thinking about his life at the moment. There is someone who needs his protection and care. It was enough that he hurt that fragile figure yesterday, right now he wanted to make her happy, despite having to lose everything.

Let it, all disappear sandbox in the grasp. The more grasped the loss obtained. It is better to release and direct everything to the One Above. God knows what is best for him and his family.

Treasure can be sought. But where does love go? True love does not come twice. That's how Park Jim-in thought until he found the decision.

On the second floor, precisely in the soft black and white room, Rania was still immersed in the cradle. The beautiful dream that was being denounced showed calmness in his father's face. Jim-in has no power to endure sadness in silence. When his neutrality looked straight at his wife from then on his heart was really like something was creeping him strong.

"I will make you happy" he said firmly.

As if heard, both corners of Rania's lips lifted up. Jim-in sits on the edge of the bed and wiggles his wife's body slowly.

"Honey, let's get up" he said many times.

From her subconscious, Rania sensed that there was a movement of a person. With great weight he tried to open his eyelids. Slowly but surely the netra soot as clean as dew on the shoots of the leaves show themselves. She turned her body to the left side where her husband was.

Instantly Rania is surprised to see Jim-in's stern face there.

"Let's go."

The two words that made his unrecovered consciousness completely disappear again. Jim-in helps her wake up and, half sleepily, is forced to get out of bed.

The two large suitcases that were on the doorstep became a pile of sight for Rania with her wide forehead shriveling in incomprehension. Without saying anything they walked out of the room.

The clock still shows at two in the morning. Cold air gripped her tightly as the couple opened the front door. Again Rania was confused when she was taken into a taxi that was waiting for them.

Along the way Jim-in fell silent while faithfully clasping his hands tightly. Bak was drugged in silence, Rania had no power to say anything. She just followed where her husband was taking her.

A few hours later, their taxi stopped in front of a simple building painted with dark chocolate. Jim-in again helps his wife out and holds his hand to walk into the yard.

At once he was surprised when his round iris looked at the house right in front of him. He looks to the side demanding an explanation from Jim-in why he brought him to the place. Before you answer, first pull him inside.

He also placed Rania on the sofa room.

"What exactly is Oppa doing? Why bring me here? This is the house of the mama relic," said Rania memgebu impatiently hear the explanation.

Jim-in squirms in front of him and holds both hands of Rania who is still blisters.

Words of love and regret flow like music of a sleeper escort.

Rania does not believe Jim-in until willing to leave the luxury for her sake. A pile of novelty as well as happiness is stored tightly in the petals of the maga. Instantly a drop of water cascaded down his cheeks. Jim-in's strapping hand stretched it out slowly.

"Let this last tear drip from your eyes. After that I just want to see a happy smile from your lips. If there are tears, I hope they are tears of happiness."

Again her husband's subtle firm voice gushed into the hearing.

Today will be printed in the living dictionary of a Rania about the sincere and sacred speech of a Park Jim-in.

Not the power to stem happiness, Rania threw herself into the body strapping the husband. There he cried so much that he shed all the feelings he had been harboring.

"I love you, very much....love you," honestly Jim-in later.

Rania tightened her embrace.

"I love you too."

For a moment they embrace each other completes the restlessness in the mind. Let the cold air blow at will, provided they can find warmth.

A few moments later they held a friendship with the Owner of Life, spilling all the turmoil in life only on Him.

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While in the Park mansion, this morning there was a commotion. The loss of the Young Master figure left both panic and anger from the Big Madam. Park Gyeong did not expect that the son's words last night were true.

His son disappeared without a trace. Even saying one word was reluctant to be given by the heir. A flash of anger was imprinted on his stern face, Gyeong clenched both hands tightly as a cross of mind came to his head.

"It must be Rania who has been inciting Jim-in to leave the mansion and defy his own mother. Just watch out I won't let it go," his bluff seriously left a gripping aura.

All the servants who were there rushed to save themselves from the wrath of the Madam. They do not want to be affected when the employer is like that. A dark aura radiated within the middle-aged woman. His gurgling teeth sounded heartbreaking with the glare of sharp eyes ready to prey on anyone who walked before him.

The graceful, arrogant woman was now playing with her own actions.

"Sang Oh, investigate where the child and woman went!! Don't come back until you and your men find them."

The final command did not want to be denied was spoken clearly from the red mouth against it.

After saying that Gyeong also went from there leaving a fragment of immortality. Sang Oh, the servant who has served many years in the mansion is a confidant of the Park family. From his twenty years until now the middle-aged man still remained authoritative. The butler as well as the bodyguard that protects the madam and her master are now getting the toughest task.

Sang Oh sighed harshly and looked at the mistress' departure.

"Hopefully this time Young Master is fine. How can I separate a husband and wife who love each other? At least I want to see Mr. Jim-in happy," he whispered following where the Big Lady was. "Order two people to track down the whereabouts of the Young Master." Tell him on the earphones attached to his ears.

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