Heart Flakes: Enough Is Enough

Luther, Thank You

Emy POV

The wind blew making my body shiver. I can't believe the weather changed so quickly. With my weight I carried my small body, walking through the small road that I had not been through for a month.

I spent 10 minutes just walking, approaching the white building, with some humans wandering around wearing patient clothes.

Up in front of the main door, my feet felt heavy to step into the large glass door. I still remember the rejection I experienced from people who meant a lot to me. Ahh.. these tears why still come out without permission...

I felt like I was failing as a child, I felt useless as a doctor and I felt disgusted because I was the cause of everything that happened. If only time could I go back, if I had stayed in this country. Hix... Hix...

Little by little I force my feet to step. No matter what strength, I was finally able to stand in a room, which I hadn't visited in a long time because of my cowardice. I saw there, in a rather large room, a woman with a face that was covered in age strokes, and hair that signified her age, lying so comfortably.

Chequelek

I swallowed the weight of my salivary open a door I never touched. I looked at that shady face on the bed. I held a bouquet of lilies in my hand. A favorite flower of an amazing woman in front of me. Cold sweat ran down my back. My hands began to get wet, my hands trembled and my body grew even more intense, when my little body was already beside the bed of the woman I loved so much.

" Oh... Beautiful lady.." How shocked I was, she greeted me. I didn't see her open my eyes, but when I lifted my face to see her, those beautiful eyes that always warmed my soul looked at me gently.

" A. ah. yes... is eomma awake?" I'm nervous.

" Eomma? Are you my son, beautiful lady?" The soft and warm smile that always adorned her face, never failed to make my heart feel shady.

" Yes eomma, I'm your son. Has eomma eaten?" I gave myself a seat with him on that soft bed.

" really? Whoa... I'm lucky to have a child as beautiful as you... Then where's your app, son?" My tongue felt faint when he asked about appa.

" A. appa she..."

" Is your app dead? Oh... Excuse me... Ii'm sorry... I've forgotten a lot of things, son. Will you forgive me, son?" Eomma's grief made me shed tears.

" Eom... I'm fine. I'm the one who should apologize, eomma. Hix... Hix... Hicks..." I felt that hug that I missed so much that calmed me down. I looked into my eyes, eomma, and I touched his cheeks with both hands.

" Eom... You have to take care of your health. Eomma is my life. So, eomma should eat the same as taking the medicine..."

" Hehe... Yes son, okay. You seem to be my son. Hehe... Ah. I'm tired, I sleep first huh..." Eomma took my hands off her cheeks, patted my hands and laid herself down again, but that smile, that smile remained there.

Eomma closed her eyes, I helped her fix the blanket. I kissed her forehead and I made myself comfortable in the chair next to Eomma's bed.

' Luther, thank you. Finally, I got this chance (Luther, thank you. I finally got this chance.)" I murmured in my heart.

2 Days ago, had I refused to meet Luther, perhaps at this time, I would not have been this close to the eomma. I was determined to go to the sanatorium as often as possible. Although it has to take 45 minutes to travel from Seoul Hospital where I work, it is not in vain.

The flashback

Ting ... Kegs....

I stopped my activities preparing to return to Korea when I heard the sound of my apartment bell ringing.

Chequek...

" You! What are you here for? Sorry I'm busy!" I tried to shut the door of my apartment, but the heavy hand held it.

" Emy, please listen to me. I'm not gonna ask anything from you. I know you'll never forgive me, but... Please come and visit eomma. Her... Alzheimer's is getting worse. He can't remember anyone. So, Emy... Please visit him. I won't be able to see him anytime soon. Emy..." Clear circles flowed from my eyes remembering the word "eomma", I looked at Luther even though my mind had floated into the face of a woman who made my heart pinch because of my guilt.

" You... Where are you from..." I asked, when my consciousness had gone somewhere back.

" he. mm... L'm... I always visit him and I always ask the doctor to tell me." Luther answered, looking down. I see him glancing at me once in a while. Very amusing... It seems he's afraid of me.

" Hm... I thought you'd forgotten about eomma... Hmm. Okay, go now." I tried to close the door to my apartment.

" Emy, wait! Emy... Can you... Me...forgive me? I'm.i'm..."

" Aren't I just a cheap seductress? Why would you apologize to a disgusting woman like me?" My sarcastic words made Luther's eyes glazed with glass. He rubbed his face and was about to say again, but somehow he finally turned around and left.

***flashback off

Emy POV end***

With a relieved heart and a fluffy smile, Emy boards her order taxi. Now the humming came back out of his mouth. In fact, despite the sadness of the increasingly severe eomma disease, but at least, Emy still gets the opportunity to care for a woman who changed her life. He wanted to make amends for not being able to take care of Appa.

Krieg...

" president?" Emy knitted her brows looking at the caller number on her phone.

" Yes the President?"

" Why haven't you come back yet? It's late!"

" I'm sorry President, but I still have some business outside."

" Hurry home! I'm hungry!"

Tut.tut...

" Arghhh. I used to cook every day do not want to eat, but why 2 days he wants me to always cook for him? What is it about people!" Grumpy Emy

" Hahaha..nona, your husband huh? He seems to miss you, miss. Only she was embarrassed to say it.hahaha..." The taxi driver Emy was riding in. Emy stared at the confused taxi driver in front of her.

" ah... Haha... No way, ahjussi..." Refute Emy.

" What's impossible, miss. So many men. Shame to say miss, jealousy, love. Hehehe.I'm a lady's man, so I know... Haha"

Emy just smiled when she heard the taxi driver babbling. He realized there was no way Tae Sang would miss him or even love him, let alone be jealous.

With gontai, Emy walks into Villa Tae Sang's yard. A human figure who had been standing behind the glass window of the room on the 2nd floor, smiling to see someone he had been waiting for since this afternoon, finally came home.

After checking back on his appearance, he stepped out of his room and elegantly walked down the stairs while glancing at whether he, whom he was waiting for, had entered the house.

" oh..have you come home?"