MY LOVE BLOSSOMS IN KOREA...!!

Chapter 21 (Not Andra?)

We didn't learn for two hours. I learned a lot and a few vocabulary words that I had memorized in part. It can not be separated from my hobby of watching Korean dramas all this time.

When dinner arrived, we gathered at a rectangular dining table. I was near Ji-Sung's brother who now looked more relaxed than before. In front of my sitting position is Yoon-Jin and next to her is Yoon-Hee. Until now I still find them looking at me with a view that is equally difficult to make me understand.

“Ji-Sung-ah, should you stay here tonight?” Om Shoni started the conversation. The entire dining table stared at the middle-aged man.

“Anni Appa. Because there are still many files that I have to learn tonight to survey the location tomorrow.” Ji-Sung's sister is still chewing her food.

(Anni\=no)

Om Shoni simply replied with a nod. I looked at Brother Ji-Sung with a strange look. I'd love to ask her. ‘Aren't you staying here? Where are you going home?’ but my lips just stayed still and chewed on the food that went into it. Only my eyes ask like that.

It seems like Brother Ji-Sung realized that I was looking at her. So he stopped eating and told me.

“What you want to ask, just ask tomorrow!” He rubbed my poniku slowly. I was a little surprised because Brother Ji-Sung seemed to know what I was going to ask.

The night is getting late. After Brother Ji-Sung says goodbye, I want to immediately lay down on the bed. Although all day I did not do heavy activities, but the influence of extreme weather changes made my body a little forced to adjust.

I climbed the stairs and headed to my room. From a distance I saw Yoon-Jin standing at the door of my room.

“Ngapain he sculpted in front of my room?” I murmured in my heart while frowning.

“Why are you standing here?” I looked at him fixedly.

“No. I just...” He did not continue his sentence.

“What's all?”

I listened to that silly question. My tongue? Why why anyway? Aah... could it be that he was worried because yesterday eating ramyeon in a still hot state?

“Oh. I ate voraciously today.”, I replied accordingly.

“Alright, looks like you ate too much kimchi. This.. drink before bed so as not to upset stomach the next day.” He gave me a bottle of medicine.

(kimchi\=acar horseradish typical South Korean food)

“I'm fine Yoon-Jin-ah, I'm used to eating kimchi. Just so you know, in Jakarta I used to eat in Korean restaurants. So not so surprised by the food called kimchi.” I returned the bottle with the medicine to him.

“But you've never tasted my eommaku-made kimchi, have you? Isn't that a little hotter?” He raised one of his eyebrows.

“Ne, I happen to also like hot food,” I replied with a crisp laugh.

Yoon-Jin looks back at me with a strange look and just passes by. I lay down on the bed and blew all the air in my lungs. Hope everything that happened to me lately will be back to normal.

I miss my mom and dad very much. What are they doing? How's things going? Are they not at all worried about me being alone in this foreign country?

Want to scream it feels. My tears are flooding back. Remembering the past with your father, mother, Kayla, and all the memories in Jakarta. Instantly as big as the dream I had the day before Korea appeared. Where when I met my father, mother, Kayla, and Andra who suddenly changed with a figure I had never met before.

Ah yeah... Andra why did she suddenly disappear from my mind? Why is it that even now I have such a hard time imagining her face? I closed my eyes, trying to ask my brain to show the figure of Andra who had been –more precisely I used to be very easy to imagine– but for now why suddenly become a difficult thing?

I was trying to pry into my past at Junior High School and High School. I stared at the softest of all the figures that were there. But why not show up? Why is it that only a blurry-faced figure is there? I approached the shadow.

Getting close. I think he looked at me perfectly. But what about this feeling? I tried with all my might to widen my eyes, still unable to break through the blur. Is that not Andra? Then Who? Slowly approaching, but the figure seemed to walk backwards and away from me, not tired I also accelerated my pace to get closer to him to get a definite answer, but the result was nil, he retreated faster than my footsteps. And…