
Yasha wakes up and finds herself alone in the room. There was a bit of emptiness in him. He circulates his gaze to look for Seo Won but does not find her. She's the one who pushed Seo Won away but she also felt homesick.
"Where is he?"
The sky began to darken. Seen from the window of Yasha's room that opens. The moon looked embarrassed - ashamed to show its light. Yasha glanced at the wall clock, at 6 p.m. Yasha has been sleeping for a long time. He sleeps like a dead man. But he does need a lot of rest to recover quickly. Not to forget Yasha also checked her body temperature by attaching her hands to her forehead. Not hot. His body temperature is normal. Yasha was also free to move her body.
"I look at Yana's sister next to ah.."
Yasha got out of bed and put on the sandals provided by the hospital. This hospital dress is unique according to Yasha, the color is pink and in accordance with her taste. Ah but the name of the hospital will however not be comfortable. Yasha wants to recover and go home.
Trudgingly Yasha pushed the infusion pole and opened the door. Doctor Joan did not say which room her sister was in. It could be on the right or left side of the room. So Yasha had to check one by one first.
"Just go to the right first.." Yasha muttered.
The corridor looked desolate, even very quiet. Yasha looked to the right and to the left but there were no people. Very quiet for the size of the hospital he said was famous in Seoul. Looking at the interior, each room has a different design and is very luxurious. Yasha became aware that this place was a VIP room.
"Huh.huh I deserve not to hear the crowd outside and my sleep is very good. VIP room turned out like this yes.money does have a tremendous effect. If I were alone, I wouldn't be able to afford VIP service like this. This must be thanks to brother-in-law. I should thank him.."
Yasha hurriedly pushed the infusion pole and stepped her legs. The first target is the room to the right of the room. Slowly - land by observing around. Not far away but Yasha took a slow step.
A few meters away from him were two people facing each other and were having a serious chat. Yasha stopped, looking straight at them. They whispered until Yasha could not hear them. They faced each other with the backs of one of them facing Yasha.
The back that was covered in black hair was almost as waist-deep. His body is proportionally thin. Her legs were exposed white because of the mini dress worn. Very mini until his thighs are almost all visible. Obviously it is a sexy woman according to Yasha.
The sexy female talker's opponent was clearly male. Seen from the trousers and sleeves of the original rolled up shirt. Yasha could not see the man because his position was blocked by the sexy woman's body.
Yasha doesn't want to know anyone else's business. He shifted his infusion pole slightly and stepped to the side next to the two people. What made Yasha curious was why the person was talking in the hallway standing up. There were obviously several seats available, and close to his room.
He said he didn't want to interfere in other people's business. But Yasha's brain was thinking like that. Just one day Yasha cleared her curiosity and stepped back.
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"Oppa.."
Yasha saw Seo Won. That man is Seo Won. Then Yasha glanced at the glance of the person in front of Seo Won. It was Min Soyou.
"Jeez. what are they doing here. oppa.."
Yasha's body stiffened. Seeing them together again made his heart slice again. The fact that they were both real before his eyes. Yasha's steps stopped. He just wanted to come back, couldn't see this for much longer. But he needs to check the room there. Dilemmas.
Yasha finally decided to keep going and did not care what she saw.
"Hold a little Sha. natural.."
Yasha steps forward again until Seo Won realizes her presence.
"Where is Yasha?" Seo Won was surprised.
Yasha kept quiet and continued walking without caring about Seo Won.
"Yasha.." Seo Won is facing off in front of Yasha.
Yasha stopped and lifted her eyes.
"Ah. to where sister Yana is, but I don't know which side of the room. So I want to check the room there.don't mind me, please continue your business.." Yasha replied with a forced smile.
"Not here, Yana's over there. Let me take you.." Seo Won pushes Yasha's infusion pole and leads her to Yana's room.
Yasha briefly met Min Soyou and gave a brief salute. After that Yasha doesn't care about the woman and walks after Seo Won.
"Yasha.."
Yasha gasps as Seo Won arrives - stopping right at Yana's doorstep.
Their views meet. Being stared intently made Yasha's heart rustle.
"No.." Yasha replied briefly.
"Please don't misunderstand me, who also please don't misunderstand?"
Please don't misunderstand me? Hey, you just didn't explain anything to me. You're asking me to trust you? Cih.. fucking playboy! Rto Yasha in heart.
"You want me to believe you?" Yasha replied coldly.
Seo Won's eyes twitched. Her ears don't catch the word 'you' wrong instead - instead of 'oppa'.
"Of course, but why did you call me.."
"I don't trust you anymore.." Sergey Yasha before Seo Won finishes his speech.
Like being struck by lightning when the sky is bright. Yasha slapped him hard. This is what Seo Won is afraid of. Misunderstanding that continues to happen until it ends like this.
"Yasha. I can explain everything.." Seo Won panicked.
"That night Soyou was just apologizing, about the hug Soyou did because I didn't want to go back to her. Yasha. Please don't be like this. Trust me. I've rejected it but she keeps coming. I threw him out. You're the only one I love, please, trust me.." Obviously Seo Won is frustrated.
Looking at Yasha's face that looks disbelieving Seo Won like in a dark room without light and minimal air. His chest tightened, his heart ached.
"Then why are you silent when the woman hugs you? Are you giving up your longing for each other? Seeing that woman in your apartment is enough to prove that you still have a taste for her. Don't lie to me, let alone your heart. If you still like each other what can I do? Let's just end our relationship. I don't trust you anymore.."
It doesn't hurt any more according to Seo Won during her life, other than this. Yasha still pushed him away. Since when is the woman he loves hard to reach. Seo Won's heart is upset.
"I don't want to.."
Yasha's eyebrows frowned.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't want ya don't want. You're the one I love. She's not. He kept chasing me. I have no feelings - anything else. That night I was wrong to let her into the apartment.Please forgive me Yasha, hmm?"
"What is this relationship maintained for? I don't want to keep suspecting you that ending our relationship is the best way. I will be returning to Indonesia soon. Please understand.." Yasha replied indifferently.
Yasha takes the infusion pole and passes Seo Won just like that. Without looking.
Seo Won's body was petrified and her brain was unable to digest what had just happened. His footing almost collapsed because gravity felt sucking it strong - strong.
"Young.." Max's voice surprised him.
"Want to have coffee with me?"
Max who is out of nowhere while holding the baby distracts Seo Won. His eyes feel hot. If I may, Seo Won wants to cry now.
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Something soft, warm and hot touched Yasha's neck. It felt amused but Yasha could not open her eyes because of sleepiness attached to both eyes. In addition, the feeling continued to be felt in every inch of his face. The forehead, eyes, cheeks, nose, and lips feel wet. Yasha was forced to fight her drowsiness and open her eyes.
As he opened his eyes, his eyes were rounded when he saw Seo Won looming over him. Yasha couldn't move at all. Seo Won's body overcame him. Both of his hands were locked with Seo Won's hands. Yasha is constantly showered with kisses by Seo Won. The chewy and warm taste turned out to be the lips of Seo Won who kissed him randomly continuously.
"Opa!" Yasha thrashed about to break away but to no avail. Seo Won's body squeezed like she didn't want to let go.
Seo Won doesn't care about Yasha, she continues to shower Yasha with random kisses all over her face and neck. As Seo Won's lips drew closer to Yasha's face, she faintly smelled the smell of alcohol.
"Oppa drunk?"
Seriate..