Can I See You Again

Lee Young, Youra's Brother

A woman was limping one leg, dragging her steps while carrying several containers of vegetables over her head.

"One bowl of chicken porridge without eggs!" Every day there will always be customers, even until late afternoon because the cuisine is very delicious.

Not only limping, the girl had a scar on her left face so many people insulted her.

One day, his small shop became quiet because a luxury food store with cheap prices had opened not far from the stall. However, people who know the delicacy of the cuisine will continue to come.

"One bowl of chicken soup with a little lime!"

"Good, Sir."

The woman will be excited every time a customer comes. With his cleft leg he placed the soup in front of a customer who had come too late in the afternoon.

"Ehem!"

"Feeling is always delicious." The heavy voice of a man made him aghast.

"T-Young Young Master?" ogre. Quickly the girl dodged, but Young quickly withdrew her hand. "Nana," call Young.

The girl was locked in place. Something shook his head and heart that had long since been injured. "Sorry sir, it looks like you've got the wrong person." Nana releases Young's grip from her arm.

Once again Young pulled Nana's hand and cornered the girl on the wall. "Why don't you ever tell me you're alive?" ask Young gently. Nana was aghast and wanted to scream to see the face of the idol who was very beautiful was looking at him closely.

Nana finally relented, she hid her broken face. It was a shame to meet Young again after daring to express his feelings to the famous young man with a very handsome face like that king. Moreover, Young is his master, it must be very shameful for him to face the master after his inappropriate confession.

Nana then pushes Young out of her stall, after bending over many times. "Sorry sir, this store is closed. You seem to be the wrong person, sorry." Nana immediately closed the door of her stall until Young was astonished.

***

After a long time of self-soothing alone in the stall, Nana finally returned to her residence and uncle. However, he was getting weaker when his eyes immediately focused on Young who was sitting with uncle enjoying warm tea in front of the house.

"Nana, are you home?" call uncle surprise Nana.

Young immediately turned his head and approached Nana.

Nana prostrates at Young's feet. "I'm sorry, Young Master. It's not my intention to run away from responsibility as a servant. It's just .. I no longer have the courage for what I said back then. Please forgive me. Let's just say it's not true."

Seeing her, Young held Nana's arms together and brought her to her feet. "Let's calm down. Let's sit down first." Young had Nana sitting on the same wooden chair as his uncle. He noticed Nana's legs that looked like they had been limping for a long time with her broken face. It was all due to Nana's sacrifice that helped her.

Nana just kept covering that broken face with a shawl.

"Nana, I forgot where I put Dad's white paper when we were in one house. Do you remember that?" ask Young.

"Still, Sir. That paper, you put it in your robe" replied Nana.

"Then, do you remember where I last ate boiled yam?" ask Young.

Nana looked at her uncle in surprise. "You ... You ate it to my knowledge the last time you were on an information search mission" Nana replied.

Young then pulls Nana's body, with her strength so that the girl is moved close to him. "Then why did you forget me?"

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I don't know what Young meant, which obviously Nana felt very guilty.

"Master, I ... ."

"I've let you go. From now on, there's no need to work for me anymore. I'll get married soon too. Is there anything you want to say?" ask Young.

Nana tried hard to hide her tears. Of course, Young will be getting married soon. It was too late for him to get married. Moreover, now Young had been the adopted king as the Chief Minister of War whom he had been living for almost two years. Too bad he's not married yet.

Nana squeezed tightly into her dress. "Thank you, Young Master. Thanks," he replied.

"That's it?" ask Young.

"Eh?" Nana looked at Young shyly.

"Don't want to say anything else?" ask Young again. Nana tried hard by shaking slowly.

Uncle nudged his arms to make a sound, but Nana who wanted to cry tried hard to not make a sound.

Suddenly,

"Young Master, where is possible .. where might it happen. How could I dare." Nana feels Young is just asking because she never fell in love.

"You're rejecting me?" ask Young in disbelief. The uncle giggled to himself.

"Am I dreaming, Young Master?" nana asked crying.

"I haven't been married all this time. I'm waiting for you to come back" Young replied with a serious face.

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"No, this must be a dream," inwardly Nana.

"Nana, why do you always follow me secretly?" Lee Young's question rehashes the past.

In the past, he always followed Young wherever Young went. However, how could Young know that?

"You're also the one who ripped off your dress the only one to wrap my wounds, I know everything" Young added.

Nana was embarrassed by that. He nodded and did not know what else to do. Suddenly Young was at Nana's feet, in front of uncle with his handsome face.

"What if I told you I wanted to be my wife?" ask Young again.

Uncle Nana could only be dumbstruck, staring at the two flatly. Young the man who was once very cold was indeed not romantic at all. How can Nana believe she's already in love if her attitude is as usual?

With no answer at all, Young finally sat back down.

Young very awkwardly looked at Nana who was still silencing her mouth in disbelief. Gradually he heard there were many voices of people paying attention to his presence. It's hard, being handsome.

"Young Young Master!!!!!" the screams of the girls who wanted to storm made Young immediately pull Nana and uncle's hands into Nana's residence.

He leaned behind the residence door so they wouldn't break through. Young took off his uncle's hand, but still held Nana's. "The girls are freaking me out" his grunts sighed.

He looked at Nana who was stunned at Young's very manly hands that held her cold hands. Young then let go of the handle, scratching his head because it was awkward.

"I want us to get married not just because I love you. I want us to get married and have children. Then we can go back to the East village to bring our children to meet the mother of the owner of the famous sewing stall. And I can bring you back to meet Youra, because the boy is now often angry with her husband, the king to confide. She's always laughing with you, she'll be happy to see you."

Nana looked at Young sparkling. Young looked at him. "Tadi ... What did the young master say?" nana asked, hoping that Young would repeat her words.

Young rolled his eyes. "Youra is now growing up to be a fierce wife."

"No, not that one," answered Nana softly.

"I said, king ... king until confiding," Young replied.

Nana lowered her head. "Oh so," she was sad.

Young looked at that disappointed face with awkwardness. In front of the uncle, Young opened Nana's shawl which she had used to cover her broken face.

"Nana ...," call Young.

"I'm in love with you. Be my wife, I'll be a good husband to you." Very brave and manly Young finally made a sound.

Nana almost fainted, but Young deftly restrained Nana's body, until the girl was in her arms.

"Sir, I'm so ugly and poor. I'm disabled and very far from what you should have gotten," cried Nana broke.

Young smiles at him, hesitatingly touching Nana's broken face. "I love Nana. Like anything, Nana's still pretty." Young opened the scarf even wider until Nana's entire head was visible.

"Wouldn't hug me?" ask Young.

Nana is very shy, having to hug the man who used to be the employer she judged. Young is not patient anymore. She hugged Nana first. "Nana, I think you've accepted me."

Nana finally nodded quickly while tightening her embrace.

"I didn't expect, in the end the distant star."

***

Sometimes dreams look so funny and weird. Sometimes, too sick and too high, but .. dreams are never wrong. Because without dreams, there would be no effort, let alone a possibility.