MY LOVE BLOSSOMS IN KOREA...!!

Chapter 33 (The blurry-faced man)

Until the house I helped Aunt Nari to prepare a surprise party for Mi-Yun. We set up a room with lots of balloons and ribbons there. At the shopping center, I bought Mi-Yun's favorite chocolate as a birthday gift from me.

From a distance, the candles placed on the left right side of the hallway must make Mi-Yun curious and follow the direction of the candle was lit. Automatically directs her to a room where a surprise birthday party is for her. When he entered the room completely.

Duoooo…

the sound of mini firecrackers and trumpets accompanied by lights on and birthday greetings echoed throughout the room. I know how surprised Mi-Yun is to see a special surprise party for her.

“Aaah... gomawo...” Her tears almost fell on her cheeks.

Om Shoni and Aunt Nari came up to him and wished him a happy birthday.

“Mi-Yun, Eomma has cooked all your favorite foods Miyeong-Guk, Bulgogi, Gimbap, and others,” said Aunt Nari still hugs Mi-Yun.

“Saengil chukahamnida!” We take turns to say a birthday to Mi-Yun.

(Saengil chukahamnida: Happy Birthday)

We all sang happy birthday songs in both Indonesian and Korean. What a warmest moment in this house. We all smiled cheerfully in this simple party. At the end of the party is held a dance war game led by Mi-Yun.

“Now we play the dance war, we split two squads consisting of women and men squads. They are Eomma, Ricka Eonni, and Yoon-Hee Eonni. And from the men there are Appa, Ji-Sung Oppa and Yoon-Jin Oppa. At the same time you have to take the colors that have been provided. For colors that match each other then he will be a dance partner. Let's shout couples will change every two minutes after the music I play changes. Hows it? Agree?” mi-yun's proposal was too excited.

Inevitably we were forced to obey Mi-Yun's request. I chose the purple paper, Aunt Nari was white, and the green color was Yoon-Hee. “On the count of three. You turn around and raise your hands, show me what color paper you chose. Okey?” exciting Mi-Yun.

“Ne...” answer us in unison.

“Hana... dul.. sit... turn around and lift... jajaaaannnng!” a loud Mi-Yun voice rang out.

(Hana.. dul.. sit.: one..two...three).

Together we lifted the paper and looked forward to who each dance partner was.

“I guessed, you must have chosen white,” Om Shoni stared straight at the sweet smile greeted by his wife.

“Iuuuhh.. so sweeet,” yells her children in unison.

I saw Brother Ji-Sung smiling sweetly while looking at me who was also carrying purple colored paper. He came up to me, the music had been spinning a second ago. I hear some beautiful and romantic music. Now in front of me there is Brother Ji-Sung but there is something strange about my feelings. Something's stuck in there. But all my might was to shake off all those strange feelings. I tried to smile as wide as possible to show how happy I was.

When my gaze with Yoon-Hee fused, I felt Yoon-Hee would kill me instantly. His gaze was so hateful to see me together with Brother Ji-Sung. I can't stand this situation any more. While dancing whether intentionally or unintentionally Yoon-Hee bumped into me.

“Ricka... Kwenchana?” Brother Ji-Sung helped me. I just nodded.

“Ricka! Your dance time is over. It's been five minutes!” Yoon-Hee urges me then approaches Brother Ji-Sung. I looked at him with a surprised expression. When Yoon-Hee hugs Brother Ji-Sung's shoulder. I stared at the strangeness between the two of them.

Suddenly Yoon-Jin who was silent reached into my hand and hugged my waist to approach her. The music returned softly. Our views are converging. Unite with the music that fills the party room.

A very different feeling when dancing with Brother Ji-Sung earlier. The grip on my hands and waist was so tight and his sharp gaze seemed to say not to let go of me. I feel confused about this situation. What is it about Yoon-Jin who suddenly treats me like this? Doesn't she know that Ji-Sung and I have a close relationship? His eyes seemed to lock me up and not allow me to look the other way.

For a moment I tried to glance at Aunt Nari and Om Shoni. They both danced romantically beating the couple's son and daughter. I saw millions of love emanating from both pairs of their eyes. I smiled a little to see om and aunt dancing so romantic. Then my gaze turned to the other couple, Yoon-Hee and Ji-Sung.

“What the fuck is this..,” I whispered softly. Yoon-Jin looks at me and sees what I see. The gaze between Brother Ji-Sung and Yoon-Hee was a different one. Yoon-Hee looks at Kak Ji-Sung as if to say that she really misses a moment like this. Same with Ji-Sung. Brother Ji-Sung never looked at me like that.

What's up with them? Have they ever been close? Or did Yoon-Hee hate me all the time because I was in the middle of their relationship? Ah.. This is really not cool. Surprisingly, I'm not angry because I'm jealous, I'm angry because I feel lied to. Why don't I get jealous when my boyfriend sees another woman that long?

Most likely Yoon-Jin knows what I think. Then he said, “Can't you just focus on dancing with me?”

“Nee...?” I was shocked to hear Yoon-Jin say. He looked at me sharply while raising one of his eyebrows.

I was nervous with his gaze as if it was about to eat me. Being too nervous, I tripped on my own feet when I was about to step. With a reflex Yoon-Jin caught me. His face is very close to me. My heart doesn't work well. Remains rhythmic but feels faster than normal.

I let go of her hand that caught me, and tried to stand on my own. But I was wrong, I had trouble keeping my body in balance. Yoon-Jin pulled my body back into her arms.

At once I felt my ears close to a familiar voice. The heartbeat I've heard of his tone. Same with my heart beat. Rhythmic but with a slightly faster tone. It was like I was in another dimension. Repeating the memory stored neatly in my mind.

Suddenly the music stopped.

“Yaaa… ! Why is everyone ignoring me, haa?” yell Mi-Yun loudly so as to make the dance couples wake up and return to the real situation.

We all laughed and apologized for not paying attention to Mi-Yun. Since it was almost late at night we decided to take a break. Just now I was going up the stairs Kak Ji-Sung pulled me into the back garden of the house. Not to forget he put on a thick jacket because the air outside was very cold.

“Are you having fun tonight?” He sees me at close range. A very cold Eve made the sound she let out like a puff of smoke.

I just kept quiet looking at it. Without any reaction.

“Wae...wae…? Why do you see me like that?” continued.

“It should be my question, right?” Now I look at him with a serious look.

“Mwo-ya? What's wrong with you?”

“Kak Ji-Sung.. somehow until now I did not find an answer why Yoon-Hee hated me so much. And now there seems to be a sign that I just found out. Yoon-Hee likes you Brother..”.

“Aaa.. Anniyo.. Yoon-Hee is like my dongsaeng, kok!” He avoided my eyes.

(dongsaeng:adic)

“Please, it would be nice if there's nothing we're hiding, brother. It hurts more if all this starts because of a lie and ends with a lie anyway.”

“Ricka...your feelings of jealousy are so wrong!”

“Anniyo. And even if you really have a relationship with Yoon-Hee, I won't be jealous!”

“Wae...what is possible..” He did not dare to continue his words.

“Today I tried to get closer to you, rather force to like you. But my feelings are always changing. My feelings are like a magnet to your namesake. Reject you with all my might, though I try to approach you in any way, but will eventually end up apart. I am comfortable with you, but there is one room of my heart that does not accept your presence. Whatisit? I don't know..is it because someone hates me for loving you too much? Ah... I'm confused to say it.” I said at length.

I dare not look at him but bow my head a sign begging for a farewell. There is not the slightest regret that I feel right now. I didn't expect my feelings to be so strong right now to overpower the curiosity of the riddle before me.

I walked up the stairs leaving Brother Ji-Sung who was still outside. The atmosphere was already quiet the possibility of the others had fallen asleep exhausted because of the party earlier. On my way to my room, I saw a person standing restlessly at my bedroom door, Yoon-Jin.

“Wae..?” I saw Yoon-Jin who was now standing leaning against the door of my room.

“Wae…? Mwo-yaa?” He asked back.

“Why are you standing in front of my room? If you want to use my bathroom. Entry only. I'm used to your sudden presence,” I replied a little nyinyir.

“Anniyo..”.

“Geunde... what do you want? My heart is in a bad state. So please don't bother me.” I put on a jutek face.

“Emmmm... did hyung get angry seeing us earlier?”

(hyung: the name for the older brother by the younger brother)

“Mwoo? Why angry? There is no reason to be angry. And if you're still curious. You can ask him yourself.”

Yoon-Jin just left without seeing me again. I just saw his back that moved away from my sight. I threw my body into bed. I glanced outside my room.

It turned out to be snowing again tonight, I turned to think of Kayla. The Kayla I last met a few months ago is very different from now. Not just her bigger belly, but everything, style of speech, fashion, and all in her. I still can't guess what happened to her all this time. She seemed very happy with her husband, as if she had forgotten the great sin she had committed in the past.

The clock is showing more than midnight. But these eyes don't want to be closed.

Every time I close my eyes, why does the moment with Yoon-Jin repeat itself? Why is it like I've heard the rhythm of his heartbeat? Why is the smell of his body so familiar in my nose? And if it turns out to be Yoon-Jin, am I free from the curse of Andra's love and I get even more cruel curses?

This is going to be the hardest thing I can imagine. To deal with my feelings for Andra that lasted so many years I was still able to deal with it. But what about facing this feeling with Yoon-Jin? Ah it feels impossible. He was even more cruel and strange than the wolf in the middle of the forest. Especially the strange look in his eyes, it really made me creep in fear. Oh my God, get me off this curse. At least don't find me again with that blurry-faced man.