About You: Love & Sacrifice

Sorry Who Ever Stopped

"Work first yeah, don't be naughty with aunt Mirae. Later if there's any phone mama, okay!"

Younha crouched down before her first son who was seen singing lips. This morning somehow Yeonjun was very fussy, crying and spoiled because he wanted to be accompanied by Younha playing. But Younha can not be permission, Sunday deadline has begun and the company employees really should not be permission. Reports for new magazines are always pursued by superiors.

"Ow, how come the manyun is so big on his lips?" tukas Younha rubbed Yeonjun's head. "Let's mama come home, keep eating out?"

Yeonjun nodded despite still pouting. "Eat fried chicken."

"Okay prince." Younha spread her arms to fetch her son's little hug. With careful and gentle words, Younha tried to persuade the son not to get angry again. Like this thing that Younha always experienced, the lack of time with the baby seems to make the four-year-old boy missing Mood as well as his little baby who is less attention.

But Younha could do nothing. All this for the future of his children.

"Nearly half-eight, will hunt full train. Especially Mondays like this, passengers are usually booming." Mirae carries a plate of rice and vegetables for Yeonjun's breakfast who is still waiting for Younha in the living room of Mirae's apartment.

"I have kids, Mirae. Sorry to bother again." Younha said while holding Seojun. "If you're tired call me. I'll pick them up."

Mirae put down the plate of rice, gave Yeonjun breakfast and then changed into carrying Seojun. The puffed up baby immediately laughed happily as if it was already affectionate and used to Mirae.

"Don't say that again, Younha. I really like them. My mother said, one way to quickly have a baby is to be fished like this" said Mirae swinging Seojun in her arms. "I have to be with the little ones, who knows how to lure my son."

"Amen." Younha smiled at Mirae, seeing how her heart was tight. He can only pray that Mirae is also immediately blessed with a baby.

"Awhile, did you just take my car?" Tukas Mirae is excited. "I don't have an exit schedule today."

"No need Mirae, I'm taking the usual train. I'm lazy to drive myself anyway."

"Oh yes, then. Let Jinan pick you up."

Younha immediately glared, trying to refute Mirae who looked pushy. Even though his best friend's wife really understands Younha's friendship with her husband, it would still be strange if a woman like Younha is invited by someone else's husband. And also Younha appreciates Mirae very much, for things like this Younha will not obey her.

"No need for Mirae, my return time is uncertain and Jinan is very busy in the police force. I'm going to stop by Ms. Jang's house first." Younha argued quietly which Mirae could understand. "All right, I'll go first" Younha said wearing her coat and briefcase.

Younha crouched down to kiss Yeonjun's forehead at a glance, the leak was already not angry—now his little mouth was full of food that Mirae made.

"Be careful on the road and happy work." Mirae replied as she led Seojun's small hand waving and Yeonjun too.

Mirae stared at Younha's narrow back which slowly disappeared with the closed elevator while smiling, there was a bit of pain in remembering her husband's affection with Younha. Mirae knew that they were nothing more than friends, but still stuck her heart out.

Mirae is just trying to manage her own feelings.

...*****...

"Sir Kim asked you to sketch the place immediately." Younha put down a file on his office friend's desk, but when he wanted to turn around he found his partner daydreaming. Younha's palm was waved in front of his partner's face which then awakened.

"Oh, what's up Younha?" Eunbi asked.

Younha takes a seat next to Eunbi. "It's the job of Mr. Kim, the sketch report. You why? It hurt?"

Eunbi shakes. "Yes, it might hurt."

Hearing the unfiltered talk from her colleague, Younha laughed softly. "Like a young man, heartache. Yeah, but everybody's got their own problems."

"Obviously I'm hurt, my husband said that I'm fat now after giving birth. I'm getting mad."

"Already, don't be taken dizzy. Your husband might be just joking."

Younha slightly glanced beside Eunbi's computer screen and found fresh flowers there. On the flower bond was a small greeting card. "That's your flower?"

Eunbi looked at the flower. "Yes, he sent it this morning." Decak Eunbi is still pouting. "But I'm still angry."

Younha smiled faintly and then gave his partner some understanding. "It does not mean reprimand is hate, but vice versa. Maybe your husband is just surprised by your drastic change. And the wreath was his love, your husband apologized through the flower."

"really?" Eunbi seems to be calm. "But I'm still angry, she sucks." decak Eunbi while crossing her arms in front of her chest. "Younha, you know that Mr. Jihoon said he used to have a wife, but is now divorced because of Ms. Hyejin."

"Have not been too curious about the affairs of people let alone their own superiors." Younha got up while tidying up her clothes. "Oh yeah, don't forget the sketches. I'm sorry."

If you remember the apology, Younha remembered first she was the luckiest woman to have a husband like Jihoon. The time when the husband defended her was right in front of the in-laws. Stepmom Jihoon.

At that time Younha also gave birth to her second son Seojun. Indeed, the breastfeeding period of a mother is usually faster hungry because her energy is also sucked the baby.

One day at the end of winter, her mother-in-law came to the house while sneering at Younha because of her weight gain. His cheeks also look puffed up.

"You should be mirroring." Seoyeon— Jihoon's stepmother held onto Younha's upper arm and when she was immediately surprised to find so much fat piling up there, Seoyeon even slightly pinched her to make sure again to make Younha in pain. "Geez, b-how can your body be like this? How would my son sleep with you?"

Yeonjun looked at his mother and grandmother with a slow job, since he had listened to the two people talk. Although he did not understand much, Yeonjun knew that his mother was being scolded. The boy was about to get up and protect his mother, but the grandmother immediately raised a sharp look at him. To make Yeonjun's guts growl, the boy was just hiding behind the dinner table.

"Sorry mom, I'll fix my diet."

"It must be!!" Tegur Seoyeon raised her voice. "Don't breastfeed you get fat like this."

Younha just lowered his head while linking his ten fingers in front of his stomach. Dare not to argue with my mother. He only obeyed and listened to her in-laws.

"Dad!!" Yeonjun immediately ran when he realized his father was coming home while carrying a pack of fried chicken. Quickly, Jihoon received his son's embrace.

"Why are you home at this hour?" ask Seoyeon ketus. The old woman laid down her body on the living room sofa while continuing to rebuke Younha who was cleaning the dishes.

Jihoon put down his bag and suit, then politely Salim on the mother. "Mom tumben's here?"

"At first I came here to see Seojun, but to know your wife like that I was lazy."

Jihoon frowned while glancing at Younha who was now calming Seojun down. The mother-in-law's voice was very thunderous, making the Five-month-old boy wake up from his sleep.

"What's Younha for?"

Seoyeon grunting. "That's the look on his body, now that's not ideal. Fat too."

"It's natural that breastfeeding people need more nutrition. Younha is still beautiful like this."

"You're Ji, always arguing against mom."

"Who's arguing against mom? It's just that mother's speech is outrageous and unnatural." Jihoon approached Younha who was still standing while patting Seojun on the back, his eyes already red from holding back the cries and anger. He just looked down, although not wrong but Younha felt cornered, he also did not dare to look at the husband.

"I'm sorry mas." she said.

Jihoon smiled then crouched down in front of his first son. "Yeonjun ate his chicken in the room first huh. I'll follow you." His words stroked the cheek of the son. And without lingering the boy immediately ran to the room while carrying his meal.

Jihoon got up and also stroked his five-month-old baby hair while saying softly to Younha to rest in the room. But Younha refused, disrespectful to leave the visiting mother-in-law.

Jihoon exhaled as he swooped down next to an eyebrow staring at Seoyeon "If it's done, mom can go home. Poor Younha and Seojun need a break. There's no way Younha leaves her baby and continues to respond to the mother's rude talk."

"What's? Jihoon, you're expelling mom?" Decih Seoyeon doesn't believe it.

"If you think like that, please. Excuse me."

Jihoon leads Younha and the baby to the room, though Younha does not want to, but Jihoon insists. He knew the character of the mother who really likes to sneer at people even Jihoon also often denied his stepmother.

After closing the door of the room, Younha's cries broke. He was really embarrassed and disappointed, was he really that bad in the eyes of the in-laws? Is it worth saying that?

Jihoon rubbed Younha's moist cheeks slowly and hugged his wife with the baby she was carrying. In his words Jihoon apologized a thousand times, not being able to protect Younha completely.

Now that apology is just the wind that stopped in the past.

...*****...