
"How are you?"
Younha just got out of the car and immediately got a hug from Jinan. If usually Younha would rebel when Jinan hugged her, but this time Younha just fell silent while closing her eyes. Her heart was not well, so this kind of hug Younha felt she needed it.
"Why don't you just tell me you're going home alone?" Jinan asked after the embrace. The man's hand rubbed both of Younha's shoulders, his facial water trying to hide his worries while looking at the woman's lethargic face before him. "Just tell me, then I'll pick you up straight to Busan."
"You're overdoing it."
"Nothing is too much for you. Even if you tell me to pick me up in America, I'll move fast."
"You must be dreaming of being Superman."
Jinan chuckled. "Not Superman, but Superjinan."
"As far as you are." Younha resignedly, his tiredness was slightly reduced once he saw Jinan's face when he smiled and followed Jinan's steps dragging his suitcase.
Their car began to slowly split the streets that looked crowded this afternoon. During the trip, Jinan several times glanced at Younha who looked glum. The man did not want to make Younha depressed because of his question, he deliberately let Younha calm himself until finally willing to tell a story.
"I had a fight with Jihoon."
Jinan turned to Younha who threw her eyes out, they had reached the basement of Younha's apartment and stayed in her car for ten minutes, until Younha finally opened her voice.
"We went to take care of work but unexpectedly we had a silly quarrel." Younha smiled faintly, at the wind outside the car. "He brought up unnecessary things when we were separated. I don't need that from him, he's just weighing on me."
Jinan blinked, leaning his head on the car seat. The man was confused as to what to do with Younha, he had no right to enter into their affairs but Jinan could not afford to see Younha slumped like this.
"We never fought before even when we were going to part—all went smoothly and just happened. It's funny now that we fight when nobody else." Younha grunted softly. "Why do you think Jihoon is like that?"
"Jihoon it—" Jinan chuckled slightly before continuing her sentence. "—s hard to guess. He used to say that you were his goal. Jihoon studied hard to show you that he can manage his own company. He said, you are the house that he was trying to take a little. You know what Jihoon's biggest dream is?"
"What?"
"Take you and the kids back to the United Kingdom." Jinan grasped this one hand of Younha, then looked at her deeply. "He, you, Yeonjun and Seojun."
"That dream is just an empty dream." Younha whispered softly. "For what will such a wish be if he finally leaves me?"
"It's complicated to explain, so long if I have to tell you about Jihoon and Hyejin." Biik Jinan's. "There's something you don't know behind their relationship."
"Jinan, I don't understand."
"I don't want you to understand." It was Tukas Jinan who made Younha even more confused. "That's not important to you. It is better now that you focus on the children, and yes, you ask why Jihoon is like that?"
Jinan paused long enough.
"Because Jihoon loves you."
Younha gave a small moan, too fed up with the word that he just fell silent and did not ask for an explanation to Jinan who was now out of the car and took his suitcase.
...*****...
Jihoon opened his eyes slowly, his net automatically narrowed as the light beam directly hit his window. The man turned his head to the left right while trying to sit his body that felt heavy. He glanced at his right hand which was still stuck with an infusion needle and then circled the view throughout the room.
The thick blanket he moved slowly, his legs began to descend touching the cold floor and plucking the infusion with a ringing. Although his head was still very dizzy but Jihoon ignored, all he thought about now was Younha. Has Younha gone home too? Jesus, is Hyejin coming there?
From the slowly open door, Hyejin walked in with a tray of warm asparagus soup and a glass of water. The woman saw Jihoon who had been sitting on the edge of the bed immediately stepped up and placed a tray on the bedside nightstand.
Hyejin hugged Jihoon without warning and then cried there.
"Jihoon, you're scaring me!!" Hyejin exclaimed amidst her thrills. "Why are you sick? You're making me worry."
Jihoon blinked, his hands hesitated to wipe Hyejin's head but hearing the woman crying loudly and squeezing her shirt made Jihoon heartless. Why is Hyejin so hysterical?
"I'm fine Hyejin." Bisik Jihoon slowly rubbed his lover's head. "Sorry to worry you."
"I thought you were dead. You don't wake up all day."
Jihoon gave a small laugh, rubbing Hyejin's back with a joke that brought the woman along to laugh with him. Jihoon flicked Hyejin's hair, scanning the tiny face that was now flushed red from crying. Her heart became confused as Hyejin expressed her worries like this—hal that Jihoon had just felt from the woman.
"Jihoon, I want to say something but I'm asking you not to be angry." Hyejin stared at Jihoon's iris deeply, a little hesitant to say this because she was really afraid Jihoon would leave her. "Actually my— is not pregnant."
Their link was intertwined, Jihoon blinked a little with a frowning forehead. His heart curses itself which is actually—Munafik. It was hard to deny that Jihoon's heart was so relieved, relieved to hear the fact that Hyejin wasn't pregnant. Jihoon could not think straight, now there is only Younha—Jihoon really do not understand.
"I'm afraid you're leaving me and coming back to Younha." Hyejin. "You're my only hope and I'm alive because of you Jihoon. If you don't care about me then what purpose am I living for?"
Hyejin is sobbing. "I'm afraid Jihoon, I don't know what to say other than, I'm really scared."
Jihoon grabbed Hyejin's body into her arms, hugging her shoulders tightly as she often does, though now her heart was different.
"I love you so much."
"You—don't get angry?"
"Why should I be angry?" Lerai Jihoon while leaning on Hyejin's shoulder. "You did it because you love me. As you say that you are afraid, I should be sensitive to your feelings. I'm the one who treats you badly, I want you to always understand but I'm the one who never understood your feelings. You've been suffering all this time, Hyejin. Sorry, I'm sorry."
"I love you too."
"I'm glad to hear it." Jihoon hugged tighter. "I'm glad you once loved me."
"Why do you say that?" Lirih Hyejin was confused. "I love you always, never."
"Jejin."
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry I'm a coward."
Hyejin wanted to ask what the man meant, but her mouth smothered Jihoon's chest which was completely unwilling to take it off. Until they let go of the hug, and what Hyejin saw afterwards was just Jihoon's long, hard-to-understand breath.
...*****...