
This morning, I felt lazy to wake up. Although the singing of the birds in the trees was already very loud heard. The warm rays of the sun that pierced through my bedroom curtains had already begun to be felt.
I looked at my clock, the time was eight o'clock. I'm lazy to get up, let alone have breakfast with Yoon-Jin. Because om and aunt must have left this morning blind. Mi-Yun has also left for Uncle Park, if Yoon-Hee, I don't know when he left. Bodo.
I want to spend all day sleeping in the room while imagining the face of Kak Ji-Sung who has always adorned my eyes lately. I finally decided to take a shower. As usual I took off my shirt and put on a kimono towel then headed for the bathroom located in the corner of my room. But when I was right in front of the door, suddenly the doorknob opened by itself and I saw a large figure coming out of my bathroom door. The first word I said was….
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..!!”
My eyes are perfectly round. The figure in front of me was no less surprised and also shouted the same as me. Who else if not Yoon-Jin.
“What are you doing in my room????” I shouted very loudly by covering all my face using both palms. Because Yoon-Jin only wears a white towel wrapped around him from above the navel to below the knees.
“Aaa... Mhian. I knocked on the door with no answer. I saw no one?” the answer is self-defense.
“Despite that, can't you go to another bathroom? Why is it in my room?”
“Mhian..” He answered casually and walked towards the door.
I squashed languidly. A feeling of shock and anger spread across all corners of my body. Not until Yoon-Jin opens the door to get out, suddenly the door opens by itself. Then come in someone unexpected this time. It was Yoon-Hee.
“Ya!! Yoon-Jin-ah.. what are you...” Yoon-Hee looks strangely at me and Yoon-Jin.
“Yoon-Hee-ya.. This is not what you think...” I defended myself.
“This is even more than you think!” Now Yoon-Jin says something senseless and just walks out of my room.
Yoon-Hee goes silent and chases after her twin brother asking for clarity on what he just saw. I am still in my original position. My heart is beating so fast. It was so tight that it felt like it was going to fall out of place.
“How can Yoon-Jin enter my room at will? Is it possible that he would often enter my room without my knowledge? Or maybe he was perverted? Basic pervert brain!” my grumbling in my heart.
I heard a knock on the door of my room immediately. I opened it a little and looked outside.
“I don't have a pervert brain like you think!” Yoon-Jin yells half loudly then goes back to her room.
I looked around and looked around the corner from top to bottom. But I haven't found any suspicious objects that I suspect are cctv.
After a few self-discharge and do not forget to wear moisturizing cream and breakfast I enjoy the air that began to cool semribit through the cardigan that I use. I let my shoulder-length hair down in the wind. I saw leaves that almost changed color entirely. I breathe as much oxygen as I can. Enjoying the fresh air that enters my lungs.
I leaned back in the stool I used to sit on with Brother Ji-Sung. Strange indeed, why if I see it feels happy but when I don't see it I don't miss it? Well, I feel like I don't miss him. It was as if I was being played with by an ever-changing feeling without being able to interpret it.
I held both of my faces while closing my eyes. Suddenly a blurry face that was always present in my dreams appeared. His voice echoed like a talking robot. He just called me “Ricka...” I immediately opened my palms.
“Ah.... What's wrong with me? Isn't it right now that I'm in love with Ji-Sung?” I'm talking to myself. A few moments later I saw my phone shake. There's Brother Ji-Sung's name there.
“Yeoboseyo...” I opened the conversation on the phone.
(Yeoboseyo: hello)
“It was soothing to hear your voice,” a voice sounded across. I only replied with a smile that I knew for sure he couldn't see my smile.
“Are you smiling you able to melt the waves in my heart?” A very clear voice from behind my phone. Listening to her words just now, made me almost faint.
“The man that makes me comfortable is Brother Ji-Sung is no other. The man who made my heart beat rhythmically was only Brother Ji-Sung!” I shouted in my heart.
“Kak Ji-Sung.. how was the trip?” ask me to the figure across the phone.
“Boring..” He sighed lightly.
“If you were here, emmm.. wait for me, huh? If I go home later, you're the first person I want to meet.” I smiled and then he hung up the phone.
An outspoken man who confused me with all his attitude. Funny and romantic.
“It is not like in dramas, the Korean man did not say the word that a woman always wanted. For example.I love you or I love you as much as in Indonesia in general. They express their feelings more neat, hidden, and impressed more cute,” mumbled in my heart.