Can I See You Again

END (TAMATE)

Today as usual, there was nothing of interest to Prince Hon at all since the empty activities he had to do.

"He thinks I can't get what wife? I can definitely get more than just the queen of this country." Prince Hon grumbled all the way back to the residence.

(Two hours earlier)

In the king's room, he stared flatly at the laughing brother as if making fun of his unmarried self.

"Hon, if there's a girl you're interested in, tell me. Then I'll marry you to him." The king poured the flower tea into the porcelain. The soothing tone of the cups became the first music they heard in the morning. "Even if the girl doesn't want you, I'll still help you make her want you so much." The king brewed the warm tea afterwards. "But if you don't have one, I'll match you with the best girl" added the king.

"Did you think no one was interested in me? There are over 200 women in this country who want me. Who wouldn't want a handsome prince like me? I guess it's just a stupid girl who doesn't want me." Proudly, Prince Hon was very haughty when brewing warm tea even though he felt it was quite hot in his mouth.

"If so, tell me who's the lucky girl?" The king's question left Prince Hon cornered. To this day, he has never had a girlfriend.

"Dad!" Prince Yang Myung, the king's only son who had just come directly anchored himself in the lap of the father until his father choked to the nose.

Uhuk!

Uhuk!

"Aren't you okay?" asked Prince Hon while holding out a handkerchief. The little prince stared innocently at the father. "Dad why?" tanyanya is confused because of her own actions.

"Dad is fine," replied the king smiling with a reddened face. Must have been a choking pain like that.

Prince Hon sighed. "Your Majesty, this must be because you've mocked me." Prince Hon laughed gigglingly later.

******

Prince Hon jerked all the pebbles blocking his way home with a long grumble. However, suddenly a woman running from a distance seemed to be in a hurry until finally, she accidentally hit Prince Hon. "Master please save me." The woman rubbed her palms in front of Prince Hon.

Prince Hon scrunched his forehead. "Huh?" tanyanya's confused.

"Hey!!! Don't run Young Miss!!!"

The screams of the men in uniform began to reach out to the whereabouts of the woman. Without a second thought, the woman grabbed Prince Hon's hand, and invited him to hide together. The strange woman, instead, held Prince Hon in hiding with her until the men left from there.

"How dare you touch my hand?!" straightforward Prince Hon could not believe there was a woman who dared to hold his hand.

The woman doesn't seem to care. He still peeked out to make sure things were right.

"Sst! Shut up." The girl forced Prince Hon to shut up.

"Actually who are you looking at, huh?!" Prince Hon took a peek. Swallowed for a moment when he saw some palace attendants.

"They ... ."

"They will drag me to the palace to marry Prince Hon. It's all because of Dad. Why not marry? That guy sucks and makes me hard. What if it turns out that Prince Hon is perverted, ugly-faced and prohibitive so I can no longer meet my friends at the other end of the village? Aiss, she must be ugly and perverted. The proof until now he hasn't been married and it's making me miserable." The woman grumbled to herself, regardless of who she was already involved in her matter. Prince Hon finally pulled the girl's hand to hide deeper.

"Egyptian and ugly-faced you say?"

The girl flinched. He locked in place for a long while, before finally turning over. His round eyes are growing. Complete with gorgeous twinkles there, the girl was stunned by the handsome charm of Prince Hon whom she did not recognize at all.

"Well, that's very handsome."

The girl looked at the appearance of Prince Hon who was equipped with luxurious robes typical of royal members. And finally it was cornered when his eyes accidentally saw a badge stuck to the prince's belt.

"P - A - N - G - E - R - A - N H - O - N"

His mouth accidentally spelled out the name of the man who was standing nearby.

"A-You ... You ... ."

"Campus me!" his inner.

"Ofy!!!" shouted one of the men who was aware of their presence.

"Who are you that dares to take Young Miss away?" ask one of the officers to Prince Hon.

Prince Hon turned to the girl who was still stunned at him. "I'm Prince Hon" he replied. Everyone who was there bowed respectfully while apologizing to him. Shortly after, they all broke up and left.

Prince Hon looked back at the girl. "You should thank this man you despised. After presumptuously pulling my hand, you insulted me after getting me into trouble. Anyway I don't want to know, you already owe me." Prince Hon tidied up his clothes. He was confused as he looked at the little girl who was looking up incessantly looking at him. Prince Hon lowered his body to look back out there.

"You think I'm gonna marry you? I don't.... ."

THE CUP!

The strange woman suddenly landed a lip right on the prince's cheek.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

The girl just ran away leaving Prince Hon still glued. His heart was beating even to the point of confusing him.

"How dare that sassy girl kiss me." He swept the wet marks that were still felt on his cheeks with a handkerchief.

He looked at the handkerchief, smiling faintly. "Lumayan too," he muttered before finally looking back at the end of the street.

***

"Aw!" Jung Hwa, the only son of Princess Shin and Jung Hyun was stunned on the ground while playing with Prince Yang Myung.

Youra chased after his son. "What are you doing? You pushed your brother?" ask Youra.

"No, Your Majesty. Prince Yang Myung accidentally pushed me." Princess Shin's little son defended Prince Yang Myung, even though he himself was sobbing. "really?" Youra pinched her son's cheek. "Let's apologize to your brother" Youra added.

"I'm sorry, Jung Hwa."

***

"Thank you, Your Majesty. You called me, and allowed my son to play with the prince." Princess Shin reopened their conversation that had been cut off.

"Sister, you can't thank me. We are all family" replied Youa.

Not long ago they spoke again, the cries of the two sons playing shook the laughter of the two women.

"Yes!!!" the sons shouted in utter disdain, as they watched their father come out of the field.

The two sons each ran to the father. The king then carried Prince Yang Myung, and Jung Hyun also carried his son. They walked to their wives to gather.

***

The king sat next to Youra, while Jung Hyun sat next to Princess Shin.

"Sister, are you pregnant?" asked the king to make all of them choke.

"Your Majesty, you've just arrived already asked like that." Youra held back her laughter instantly.

"Sister looks more beautiful and fatter since marrying Jung Hyun." The king looked at Jung Hyun afterwards. "You're very lucky to have my brother" the king added to Jung Hyun.

"So you mean ... used to be ugly and skinny? That so?" Princess Shin seemed to be in disbelief. "No, it's not that." The king was too innocent to joke with. His face was always flat and serious.

"Your Majesty." Jung Hyun extended a letter to the king. "This is from Prince Yul. He sent you a letter."

The king drew the letter impatiently and began to read it.

Your Majesty, Brother.

How are you and your family? I hope you are all healthy and happy. Surely by now, your son has grown into a handsome and talented little prince like you.

Hyeon, sorry that I just sent you a letter after a long time away. Today I want to share the good news. My wife, Ara has given birth to our second daughter. She's so pretty and cute. After I noticed she looked a lot like our older sister, Princess Shin. Oh yeah, I got a decent job and it suits me here. You don't have to worry about my life anymore. We are very happy and happy here. Of course, it's all thanks to you still being generous.

I hope you won't forget us. I promise to come someday to the capital to meet you. I hope you won't hate me. Well, even though I know you won't hate me, but .. I'm just afraid you'll hate me.

Please send my regards to everyone. And greetings from my wife to Her Majesty the Queen. Ara misses him a lot, and hopes to meet him again someday.

Hyeon, I'm waiting for your reply. If you don't retaliate, then I'll sue you after death. Hehe.

Warm regards, dear,

Prince Yul and his family.

The king wiped his tears with happiness. Sangst was grateful for him, despite being separated by space and time because of the plight of a few years ago, now they can finally make up again even though they are no longer together.

Dayang Nari and Kasim Cho who were standing in the corner of the room cried to see the happiness of their master after a long time of suffering. They both smiled proudly because they could accompany the two most influential people in the country so far.

When everyone was crying, suddenly someone changed the mood.

"Hey Youra! Why did you throw away all the chocolate I gave Prince Yang Myung?!" lee Young's shout from a distance broke the atmosphere of haru to be even funnier. Just now that he had come, Prince Yang Myung had already complained to him.

Nana, who was walking behind her husband, could only hide the laughter of her husband's behavior. Lee Young approached them while tightly grasping Nana's hand, until the girl blushed in embarrassment and blushed.

Lee Young then let go of his grip, when he saw the eyes of the king glazed. "Youra, what else did you do to your husband? You're making her sad again."

"Your Majesty, did my sister make a mistake again?" ask Young doesn't know anything. Indeed, all this time, no one dared to scold Youra including her own husband. It was because he had become more fierce and sensitive. However, Lee Young was the only person who dared to lecture him for almost an hour.

Jung Hyun and Princess Shin held back their laughter at the look on Youra's face that seemed unacceptable. Youra shifted her seat and leaned her head on the king's shoulders. "I am a gentle and noble-hearted woman. I love my husband, very much. Is it like a sister, releasing the grip of Nana because she wants to get angry at me? Isss." Isss."

"It seems that there will be a war soon" Jung Hyun whispered to Princess Shin, until Princess Shin laughed to herself. They held hands and sat close to each other.

Lee Young stared at all the couples who looked friendly. He turned to look at Nana who was still blushing shyly behind her body. "Don't want to be like them, too?" ask Lee Young.

Nana pouted instantly. Her face was blurred because her husband was not romantic at all. But suddenly Lee Young held Nana and brought her down from the veranda.

"I'll take my leave first, Your Majesty." Lee Young who had just arrived, went straight from there.

"Why did he leave so soon?" ask king.

"It's because he's ashamed of being spoiled for his wife in front of all of us" Youra replied.

Everyone laughed at once.

***

There are flowers hiding among the green leaves. Although the fragrance barged in and said hello to the nose, no one was ever interested at all because he was invisible. They will only be attracted to beautiful flowers that tease in plain sight.

Same as life. Sometimes people just want to judge what is visible. And judge what was before their eyes without knowing anything. Sometimes, too, people just want to adore what looks amazing up ahead, without knowing. There are far better beauties, which may come from what they have despised and demeaned.

****

Love and hatred, they are one. However, not all love comes from hatred, but hate always starts from love.

I hated him from the beginning. I never liked him at all. How can this feeling of hate come from love?

Just easy. When we see someone, no impression of anything comes slipping into the heart, unless we start to pay attention. That attention just keeps anchored to it, nesting, blocking, the more we pay attention. When you encounter a deficiency, a heart that was initially empty and empty suddenly turns into hatred. But do you know that when you look at someone, when you start counting all his gestures, a hundred times you refuse, everything is still LOVE. A favorite, a hobby and a habit, still is LOVE.

However, what if hating without starting anything? Just saw him hate immediately.

It's easy too. Other than a broken heart, nothing else can be represented.

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