About You: Love & Sacrifice

Day With Rain Spot

One year later...

"Oh! It's raining!"

Younha immediately picked up the folding umbrella that had been lying in her shopping bag. This year the rain came early, although the sky a few hours ago is still bright still does not deny the certainty of when the rain fell. As now, just now Younha came out of the department store to shop for monthly needs, the rain fell. Not rushing is not also drizzling, but enough to make wet.

He also finally stopped the intention to break through the rain and chose to sit in the front yard of the department store which has several chairs and tables. Intrigued by the emails and messages she sent Jihoon two days ago, Younha immediately checked her phone and her sparkling eyes slowly turned irritated.

It had been two days, Jihoon had not replied to a single message from her. The man, who promised to send a message ten times a day, only once a day. He said he would send emails every day, even once a month. That said he wanted to write a letter, but only Younha sent it every month.

"Basic fucking Lee Jihoon!! Are you there cheating?!!"

The pretty fingers, adorned with Cartier rings from Jihoon, move towards the gallery and look back at the old photos to ease his emotions. It starts with a picture of baby Yeonjun and Seojun, his son crying over candy, and the two are now dressed in neat uniforms. Younha remembered that Yeonjun did not want to go to early school at all, so he had just entered primary education.

The next slide, there is a photo of Hyejin and Jihoon's fingers saved accidentally. Younha smiled wryly, then deleted the evil photo. Even though Younha had time to think about how the woman was doing? Because basically, Hyejin can't be entirely blamed. He only fought for his love, but it was that wrong way that made a woman like Hyejin bear his own regrets.

Younha shifted the slide again and after that there were several photos of Jihoon that he deliberately shot secretly in the meeting room. How Jihoon spoke, read the files, even listened was very authoritative. Younha gave a long snort, it was still another year to meet Jihoon. I feel very eager to follow there. For a while Younha was fascinated until he was unaware if the rain began to subside and leave a small drizzle.

As he was about to prepare to leave, the flat object still in his right hand shook. Younha smiled broadly as the former Husband's contact name called out.

"Where?"

"WHY DON'T YOU REPLY TO MY MESSAGE, ASSHOLE!!" Younha screamed, while Jihoon somewhat distanced his phone, startled.

"Something seems angry?" Jihoon asked casually.

"You think like this I'm singing!!"

Jihoon laughed softly. "Where are you?"

"Why ask?"

"If you don't know where you are, how can I meet you?"

"From Berlin?" tanya Younha did not understand what Jihoon meant. "You're going home on leave?"

"No."

"Why ask?"

"Find the way to your heart."

"DAD!! SAEKKIA SHIBAL!!" Younha cursed but what was heard from the cell phone was just the naughtiness of Jihoon. "For days you can't be contacted, messages are not reciprocated, I'm thinking if you're cheating there!"

"Sorry."

"That's all?"

"I don't think so." Jihoon smiled, under the maroon-red umbrella across from the convenience store. The park bridge right in front of Younha stands. The man accidentally doesn't tell Younha if he's going home all of a sudden. "I'm thinking how the woman I love can see me now."

Younha's eyelids moved with pupils that began scanning the surroundings. Younha wailed, had time to think what is true Jihoon here? But the sense of the impossible was more domineering.

"Hey, don't joke Jihoon."

"The bridge." Jihoon. "Is the woman in front of the department store looking for me?"

Younha's gaze straight through the rain on the figure of the man under the umbrella there. Making sure that it was a real Jihoon was not a mere fantasy. The fertilizer began to glaze over with lips curled down, preparing to cry. Younha put her phone on the table, then ran towards Jihoon's place without an umbrella.

"Hey hujann!!!" Shouted Jihoon as he ran after Younha.

"I'm so worried about you, you know? You should have told me if it was coming. Since you don't keep answering my messages, I'm thinking no." Younha muttered in his sobbing.

Jihoon smiled, rubbing Younha's head. "I just wanted to surprise you. Try it, let me see."

Younha took off a hug along with both palms Jihoon clenched his face, wiped away the tears and stared fixedly at the watery bead Younha that kept millions of happy twists.

"I think I can breathe now."

Younha sniffed in a smile, grabbing the man's body again to hug for longer. Letting the rain come jealous of the two humans who were letting go of that longing.

...*****...

"So, you're living in Korea?"

Jihoon nodded. He rubbed a swab of Younha's lewd fingers adorned with that pretty ring. The house was quiet, because the children stayed at Jinan's house for two days. He said he wanted to play with their newborn sister. Kenny, the first daughter of Jinan and Mirae.

"Hm, I don't seem to be able to handle all the love calls I've received."

Younha screeched, smiling faintly as her face began to blush misbehavior.

"Hyejin must mean a lot to you." Said Younha and Jihoon immediately turned their heads in shock.

"Why all of a sudden Hyejin?"

"You've never been this sweet before." The woman put on a sewot look but still clasped Jihoon's hand tightly. "He definitely needs love every day. How many times have you told her love?"

Jihoon seemed to think, while Younha looked at him seriously, Jihoon instead deliberately teased and tested the woman's patience.

"Five times a day."

"Five times?!" Younha slightly shouted then pulled her hand quickly. "You never told me love but Hyejin—" Younha sighed. "It's too far."

"Soranghae." Jihoon said suddenly.

"Thank you."

Younha pouted and immediately stomped her feet away towards the room on the second floor. While Jihoon was not at all afraid if the woman was angry let alone up the stairs almost toppled over because he kept looking back. Jihoon sniffed in anxiety, waiting for what Younha would throw after this. And sure enough, one message went directly to Jihoon's phone on the nightstand.

"You're not even after me, watch out later!! You won't see me all day because I'll lock this room in a minute!!😠

Jihoon's stifled smile slowly turned wide and slightly lifted from the corner of his lips, not knowing that Younha was waking up a starving sleeping lion. Jihoon typed in a quick reply, scuffing himself.

"I'm coming. Wait a....."

The man combed through the bangs covering his eyes, rushed to keep the phone in his pocket and ran up the stairs impatiently.

Leaving the living room with dim lights along with rain stubs.

...*****...

This chap is boring, it's nothing...

The front episode is over. special 3k word. thanks pre readers who have been supporting othor so far.

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