
The night has come. Until this second from the incident in the bathroom this morning I have not seen Yoon-Jin at all. I walked outside the house. Seeing the increasingly cold air piercing my pores. I looked up. There were no stars there but rather thick clouds rolling frighteningly.
It looks like it will soon be raining heavily. I started to get confused. Ajumma who usually helps with homework has come home from earlier. I live alone in a house this big.
(Ajumma: A call for older women such as aunts)
I heard a very heavy rain. The occasional sight of stretched lightning reflects its light from the side of the window of the house. I'm shivering.
Ah... Why isn't Yoon-Jin here yet? And why do I believe he's coming home with me?
The night is getting late and the rain is getting stronger. Dark instantly. Turns out the electricity went out. I panicked because I didn't know where the main switch was. I try to control fear.
I could hear the sound of a car entering the garage. Using the lighting from my phone I went down the stairs and to the front door. I was really hoping for Yoon-Jin's arrival. I looked around why it was so dark. I'm approaching the door. But the atmosphere remained silent, only light lightning sounded and the sound of water falling down soaked the earth.
“Ah... was that just my feeling? Should I go back to my room? Cover the blanket and then fall asleep?” whispered in my heart.
I really didn't expect fear to start taking hold of me. I walked up the stairs. Just one rung of stairs that I managed to pass, suddenly I heard the door like it was knocked several times. I'm surprised I'm not playing.
Did I hear wrong?
I'm trying to ignore it. But every step of the stairs I went through, I heard a knock on the door. The knock on the door disturbed my hearing. A flash of creepy faces that I've seen in Korean horror genre dramas fills my brain right now. Between believing and disbelieving I went back to the door. Slowly and slowly the sound of the knocking remained but grew weaker.
I started to open the door slowly. Fear and curiosity are like a mix in my heart. There's nobody I see. Maybe because of the dark and the lack of lighting makes it difficult for me to look out.
Suddenly...
buggg...
Something fell towards me. That big, heavy thing overcame my body. As much as possible I hold on to stay upright. I felt a human figure leaning against my body.
“Who is this?” my mind with a surprised expression is not playing. Faintly his face was visible as a flash of lightning bounced towards us.
“Yoon-Jin… ? Wae geoereo?” I said while trying to carry him. I felt the heat of his body.
(Wae geoereo: what's wrong with you)
I can draw the conclusion that Yoon-Jin's body has a high fever.
“One-time dark, Eottokke...” I started to panic.
(Eottokke?: how is this?)
I put him to sleep on the living room couch because it was impossible to carry him upstairs because his body was much bigger than mine. I took off her shoes and changed her wet clothes.
“Yoon-Jin-aht... You're like a kid playing in the rain and then getting a fever,”.
I turned on the candle I found in Yoon-Jin's room while picking up clothes and blankets for her. I could not afford to give him medicine because even though I had memorized a few letters I still hesitated to give it. I also did not know the name and address of the nearest doctor. There's nothing I can do but compress it.
I looked at him up close. Her candle-bounced face with her eyes closed felt warmer than usual looking at me with a cold look. I covered her with a thick blanket. I felt her forehead and compared it to my forehead. The heat was already lower than the first time I met him. I'm gonna stand up and get a thermometer to make sure the heat's down. When I stood up and was about to move my legs, I felt a hand preventing me from getting out of the place. The hand held my wrist so tightly. I saw that the owner of the hand was still in a closed eye.
“What's wrong with you? Why did you come home in such a miserable state?” I don't expect an answer from him.
“Please... accompany me here..” Yoon-Jin's voice sounds soft. I just kept quiet and looked at him blankly. Sometimes I get confused by his sometimes cold, strange, and even more curious attitude. I slept beside him until morning came.
The person lying in front of me no longer looked pale. Shortly after, he began to open his eyes slowly. That look, now I see it more shady than usual.
“Kwenchana?” I was looking at him closely.
(Kwenchana?: Are you okay?)
He just smiled a little while lowering his head. Ah no, it's not a smile, it just looks like it widens a little every corner of her lips.
Slowly he got up from his sleep, I was about to help him but he prevented me with a gesture of his hand.
“Yaaaa..!!” Now his eyes are perfect. He seems surprised by something.
I kept looking at her with that strange expression.
“Ricka... Did you change my clothes last night?” He looked at me with an eyebrow to his right.
I just answered with a nod like a fool.
“Mwoooo?? Neo mychoseo?” He screamed loudly. This time I was sure he could scream this loud because his fever had completely recovered.
(Neo mychoseo?: Are you out of your mind?)
“Yaaa! You're saying I'm crazy? You're even crazier! Home in a terrible state!” my voice is no less loud than his. He looked at me quietly with his mouth still gawking.
“Again, I'm not the kind of person who has a lewd mind like you!” I glanced the other way
“Mwoo? So you really think I have some perverted thoughts for you, huh?” His expression was disgusting.
“Ne... Otherwise, where might you want to go into people's bathrooms?” I squinted my left eye.
“Aigoo... I told you all the reasons, right? Why are you still thinking..” he has not had time to continue his sentence, I quickly cut the conversation.
(Aigoo: an expression of anxiety, if in Indonesia like 'aduuh.').
“Yaaa..! Do you regret it if it was me who changed your clothes? Then why did you come home last night? Why don't you stay at your friend's house or anywhere! Do you think I'm a heartless human being to see you lying soaked and feverish out there? Remember Yoon-Jin-ah... I'm kind to you just because your appa has helped me...”.
I really felt my eyes heating up. He looked at me sharply, I felt as if he had forcibly taken away his honor. But wait, what's the problem? I don't know why he was getting angry at me.
“If you feel grateful, you simply say thank you, and if you feel guilty, you apologize enough!” I continued my words earlier.
I left him too. What's with this feeling? Why am I feeling sad? I shouldn't have to feel sad. I've done the best I can. If he misinterprets my kindness, that's up to him. And why was I so easily provoked by emotions? Again, am I being played with my own feelings? I still haven't found the answer.