MY LOVE BLOSSOMS IN KOREA...!!

Chapter 15 (The eye.).

The journey is almost seven hours. Uncle Park from earlier offered me a variety of food but I refused. My tongue tastes bitter and doesn't want to eat anything.

The plane took off perfectly. The sound of the screeching wheels of the plane with the body of the road is very felt, making the passengers relieved because they managed to survive until the destination. We got off at Incheon International Airport in South Korea. Once down from the fuselage, we were immediately greeted with cold air which is very clearly different from the air in Indonesia.

I walked down the airport corridor. What kind of feeling I now felt, could not be expressed in simple words. All around me was full of very different strangers. Language, physical, and behavioral.

I'm really going crazy here. Am I willing to live here this way? It may be implied on my face now the feeling of panic and shock of being abroad along with so many strangers. After a few minutes of walking finally from the front look like a figure that I know so well.

Yes, he is Om Shoni and his family. Om Shoni hasn't changed much from the last time I met him. Although he is native to Indonesia, but not so different from the original citizens of Korea. Although the skin is mature, but still when he speaks Korean it is still difficult to distinguish his home country. The glasses she always wears show how smart she is.

I walk slowly. In my heart, I want my journey towards Om Shoni to be kept a thousand times so that the time turns. Can I live with people I don't know yet?

“Ricka, you grew up perfectly. It's getting pretty!” Om Shoni greeted me with his warm embrace. The words he used to say every time he met me were like a few years ago.

“Well dear..this is Om's wife, to his left the youngest daughter Om her name is Mi-Yun, next to the twins named Yoon-Hee and Yoon-Jin and next to her the eldest son Om named Ji-Sung, who is also known as,” Om Shoni introduced his family. I saluted them.

“Anyeonghasemnika, na neun Sonaricka imnida,” (Hi, my name is Sonaricka)

my sap lowered my head while spreading a smile as graciously as possible. I noticed one by one the Om Shoni family who would stay with them for some time.

Aunt Nari who is the wife of Om Shoni is a gentle woman. He hugged me and said welcome to his country. He has a very sweet smile. Next to her is a beautiful girl named Mi-Yun. The teenage girl was beautiful, just like her mother. Have a clean white skin.

Beside him stood a pair of men and women whose faces were hard to say twins. They both have beautiful faces, Yoon-Jin and Yoon-Hee. Yoon-Jin and Yoon-Hee are a year older than me. Yoon-Jin grows up to be a man who, although beautiful, looks different from Om Shoni. It has sharp eyes. Lips are thin pink. Dark hair is the perfect height with her body size. It seemed, even my height was nothing more than his chin. Yoon-Hee has eyes that are almost similar to her twin, sharp even seem more sadistic. He didn't smile at me at all. I don't know what he's thinking right now. The fashion she wears is typical like the teenagers I see in dramas. Her hair in reddish paint was slightly orange at each end of her long hair unraveling.