About You: Love & Sacrifice

Disillusioned

"It's morning, why haven't you woken up?"

Yeonjun pouted, standing in front of the main room door while hugging his rabbit doll with a small job. Several times yelling at the father but there was no response, Jihoon was still fast asleep.

"Breakfast first yuk. Maybe you're tired because yesterday accompanied Brother and sister to play all day." Persuade a maid who had earlier accompanied the child to stand in front of the door.

"But Yeonjun wants to have breakfast with Dad."

The crescent-moon pajama-wearing boy leaned against the door of— hitting his door leaf with a doll, hoping that Jihoon would wake up soon. Yeonjun was not comfortable in his father's apartment without him beside the boy. And his fear increased because he did not like the figura that contained a photo of Jihoon with Hyejin. The photo seemed to intimidate Yeonjun, the boy did not like to see his father embrace other women besides Younha, although Yeonjun always saw Jihoon with the woman. It still feels weird.

"Did you sleep with Aunt Hyejin?" ask Yeonjun flatly.

The maid was a little confused, confused to choose a word to explain to the four-year-old boy. "Father usually sleeps in the next room, maybe there is something discussed with aunt Hyejin so it fell asleep unconsciously." explained the maid stroked Yeonjun's head and cheeks alternately. "To the kitchen yuk, adek Seojun already there you know. Jarim's aunt made tofu soup and meatballs. Brother wants?"

Yeonjun nodded lightly even though his lips were still pouting.

Dong Ming!!!!

The sound of the bell made Yeonjun instantly stop his steps and stare at the entrance of the apartment. Maid, who was with him, asked Yeonjun to go to the kitchen first, but the boy leaned on the wooden door of the room as the maid opened the entrance. Yeonjun was only worried about his father, last night when Yeonjun went alone to the bathroom—ia heard a strange sound from this room. That voice, whether in pain or something. Yeonjun did not understand and he did not want to tell the maid of this house. He will tell Younha only.

"Yeonjun?"

Hearing that soft and soothing voice, Yeonjun regained his senses from his daydream and smiled widely as Younha began to approach and hug him, peeping her longing cheeks not forgetting to say good morning.

"Mama misses Brother and Seojun." He said he looked at the son who was holding him. "Dad took good care of you, didn't he?" younha took off the hug.

Yeonjun nodded in excitement. "Yesterday my brother rode a horse. Keep buying the big pizza!!"

"Well, that's so exciting?"

"Aunt Hyejin until tired because adek ask for a way continue."

Younha nodded with a stifled smile. I don't know what reasons make him unhappy when his son is happy with Hyejin. Although Younha is aware, Yeonjun and Seojun will also understand who Hyejin's aunt is. The smile that came from the lips of the son was very sincere and it led Younha to be more resigned that they were now happy. Children, Jihoon, and Hyejin are happy—Younha just can't set hearts.

"Why are you here?" Tanya Younha stared at the ping pong Yeonjun bead that was just pranking with pursed lips. Younha's eyebrows swooped down, asking for an explanation to the maid who was standing beside her.

"Mr Jihoon hasn't woken up yet, maybe a little exhausted. Yesterday they played until the afternoon and just came home last night at nine."

"Oh, because I'm tired so sleep's a little long." Younha stroked Yeonjun's head to break up the bumpy-looking boy. "Surely wake up soon. Breakfast first yuk, mama want to hear the story of brother yesterday play what aja ya?"

Younha led her son to the kitchen counter. Yeonjun was immediately enthusiastic as soon as he saw Aunt Jarim putting tofu soup and meatballs on the dining table. "Good morning, Ms. Younha" she said kindly.

"Morning is also bi." replied Younha smiling. "Where's seojun?"

"Aunty Saewa at the side. Walk while eating porridge."

"Today we went to Water Park. The water is cold, mama. "Yeonjun started telling stories while eating warm tofu soup. "Brrr, brother playing water slide with dad. But dad yells continuesss."

"Well, you must be happy to ride the slide with dad." Younha chuckles. Slightly stealing a glance at Jihoon's room door, it's already seven in the morning why Hyejin hasn't even woken up?

"Mama, is dad sick?" Yeonjun asked between chewing. The mouth was still full of rice, but Younha could clearly hear the boy's question which he thought was sudden and without cause.

"Why does my sister ask like that?" Younha asked back. "What's hot dad's body when you touch him, maybe you're sick from water play."

Yeonjun shook his head strongly. "No, dad's not hot. Last night Yeonjun heard Hyejin's father and aunt in pain in the room. I wanted to get in but the door was locked. Because you're scared, you're back in the room."

Younha did not think. He distracts Yeonjun with another story even though his heart is rumbling.

"Dad!!!" yeonjun exclaimed as soon as he saw Jihoon coming out of the room while rubbing his wet hair.

"Hey, uh—" Jihoon was confused about what to say, although he was shocked not to play when he found out Younha came to his apartment. "You here? Since when?"

"Fifteen minutes ago, maybe?" Younha screeched lightly while scanning Jihoon's state which was indeed a little messy, plain black T-shirt with training pants. No doubt if they did make love because Younha could clearly see some of the hickeys on Jihoon's neck.

Yeonjun was on drugs with his father, with a mouth full of leaks that greeted with anxiety. "For dad!!"

"For the prince." Jihoon kissed the son's cheek, then stroked his hair. "Slowly eat it brother."

Honestly Younha liked every little interaction between Jihoon and the children. Even if it is just a greeting, a swab, or a small kiss. Of all the attention it can be seen if Jihoon is very compassionate and responsible. He never forgot to meet the needs of Yeonjun and Seojun by sending monthly money to Younha's account.

Younha also begins to accept the reality of Jihoon and Hyejin. But know if they even make love while with children, Younha became furious—He was disappointed.

"Mas, I want to talk."

"Oh, yeah. Just talk here."

"No, it's adult business. Little kids can't hear it."

Jihoon stroked his son's hair once more before following Younha to another room, to an outdoor balcony near the kitchen counter that directly faced the garden. Younha stood up while cross-legged staring at the sharp Jihoon, while the one being stared at only rubbed the awkward nape.

"You having fun?" Younha emphasized her sentence. "I know this has nothing to do with me and I have no right to interfere, but—" Younha held her breath before exhaling it long. "Can you not make love when there are my children? I just hope you use your vacation time with them to the fullest, taking care of them like a good father. Can't you?"

"I-I didn't think Yeonjun knew about it."

"Children of Yeonjun's age do wake up in the middle of the night." Sela Younha quickly vaporized her chest tightness. "You have Monday to Friday. Morning, afternoon, evening, and night to make love as much as you even go crazy. But why should it be when there are my children?!"

Younha let loosely snapped, then exhaled a long breath.

"I'm sorry, Younha, I should be able to control myself."

"It has to be!!" Younha jerked furiously, but seeing Jihoon just fell silent so he did not have the heart. "I'm going to take the kids home now."

Younha hurried to pack her son's belongings. Carrying Seojun from the arms of a maid and holding Yeonjun who just finished eating.

"Let's shaman with dad first."

They say goodbye obediently and worship Jihoon while walking. Before reaching the main door, the man stuck to Younha's arm slowly.

"Younha" Jihoon whispered doubtfully. "You—romy?"

Younha looked cynically. "Of course."

"I'm sorry."

Jihoon squeezed Younha's twig hand and stared at the ex-wife's glassy bead once more before letting her go with her two children.

Leaving Jihoon with a long sigh that held full of regret.

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