
For a few days we stayed at the inn to wait for the departure time to South Korea. Being tired of walking around, I proposed to Taka to clean the house we would occupy and also buy some items that we had not had time to buy. It would be troublesome if you do both things after returning from Korea later. Fortunately Taka agreed to my proposal.
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The day of departure is fixed and we have tickets. Unfortunately, our departure wasn't together as I thought. The other band members left after our scheduled departure because there were still things to take care of. Shinoda himself, will depart two days before our departure to check all schedules, accommodation and transportation. He has personally spoken to me and apologized if on the way this time I had to disguise myself as one of the crew. He also gave a free access identification to the crew and officially entered my name as a personal assistant to Takahiro Moriuchi.
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Having the rest of the day after cleaning the house, Taka invites me to visit his parents. Honestly, at first I was groggy and half ma*ti. But after meeting with Taka's mother and sisters, what I thought didn't happen. They were all very friendly and could unexpectedly accept the new beliefs Taka professed.
I was devastated when my husband burned incense and paid tribute in front of his grandmother's photo. Afterwards, he explained that it was a hereditary traditional ritual and was considered a greeting to an older person or ancestor (who had died).
Taka's own mother used to be a party activist. He is now a member of parliament based in Nagatacho, Chiyoda district, Tokyo.
A few days after visiting her mother, Taka took me to her father's house. Taka's father had married a second time and settled in Shinagawa. Beyond a doubt, Taka's father and stepmother were very friendly and asked a lot about my life in Indonesia. Here, too, I saw Taka again burning incense and performing his homage in front of the photos he claimed to be his paternal ancestor.
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The day of departure arrived. After arriving at Narita International Airport, I wore an identification tag by draping it around the neck. Some who saw Taka greeted my husband and were returned with a wave of hands. I who was walking right next to him could only look towards the crowd of young girls who called Taka's name out loud enough.
"Bring this up," Taka gave her passport and ticket to be checked at the time of entry into the special waiting room of the passenger later. We were having coffee in front of an airport cafe, waiting to be called.
"Why should I take him?" my many.
Taka looked at me and smiled annoyingly, "You are my personal assistant, Rinai-chan. Act like an assistant."
Taka laughed and almost ruffled my hair when I realized we were in a public place. Immediately, I rewinded my body leaning back on the chair to dodge.
"Ah, one more! Since I am your assistant, in Korea later, can I take a picture with the male idols?" sanku.
Taka breathed a long breath. "It looks like we're switching roles now. It's not you who will take care of me from the fans or idols in Korea, but I have to take care of you" Taka glanced at me cynically and made me laugh.
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After a journey of about 2 hours and 37 minutes, the Air Seoul plane we were on landed at Incheon International Airport ( ⁇ ).
My eyes were pampered by the sight of the beautiful-faced men of athletic stature and deep-skinned alabaster and fashionable clothes. South Korea is indeed known as one of the countries that gave birth to world fashion trends.
Taka who was walking next to me suddenly lowered the sunglasses perched on my head. "Wear your glasses, your eyes are almost out of place because they see the men."
I who was just silent and still walked by looking left and right seemed to upset Taka. He took my hand and walked quickly to the exit to find Shinoda who said he would pick us up.
"Welcome to South Korea, Rinai-san!" shinoda was excited when he saw me. We both have a unique relationship. Shinoda admired Indonesian culture and often asked me questions. We became close because of that.
Taka shook his head slowly at the behavior of the two of us. Especially when we were in the car to get to the hotel. Shinoda became my tour guide and promised to introduce some South Korean artists who already have a schedule to meet with Taka.
"It looks like I made the wrong decision by bringing you here, Rinai. You're too excited to meet those idols" he said.
Hearing her words, I could only smile broadly.