MY LOVE BLOSSOMS IN KOREA...!!

Chapter 35 (Meeting old friends)

“Yes! Are you gonna stand?” yoon-jin's voice shocked me.

I followed where the steps went. We arrived at the elevator door.

“Are we going to ride this elevator?” many doubt.

“Mwo? Do you want to go up the stairs?” Iia looked at me with a shitty expression.

(Mwo:apa)

“Aaaah... I hate lifts,”.

The elevator door opened on its own and we slowly entered. Looks like my trauma back when High School repeated. I really hate elevators. I stood in the corner of the elevator holding on to the elevator wall. Looks like Yoon-Jin is very familiar with this apartment. We went to the elevator and he pressed the button at seven.

“Wooaah... Do you know what floor?” I admire him.

“Try checking address on your phone? Isn't it clearly written seventh floor, ha?” tanyakanya.

I checked the line from Kayla. And it turned out to be true.

“Woaah. I'm the one who's read many times forget.” I grinned while maintaining my position standing in the corner of the elevator wall.

“Mwoya... What's wrong with you? How strange!” He looked at me with a strange look while I looked at him with a blurry look.

(Mwoya: what is this?)

Tiii…

The elevator sign has stopped on the desired floor. I slowly stepped out of the elevator. I looked around me all around me in circles. I feel dizzy again.

“Ya... Ricka-yea... wae geureo?”

(wae geureo?: What's wrong with you?)

I can only faintly hear his voice calling me. I tried to hold my head up. Mastering the environment around me. A few seconds later, I regained consciousness.

Ahh..always this every time I take the elevator. Dizziness of the head and feeling tight in the chest.

“Ya... What's wrong with you?” ask him again.

“Anniya... always like this every time I take the elevator!” I answered while rubbing my head.

(Shy: No.)

“Isssh... You really are..” he said while grinning.

Yoon-Jin immediately precedes me and stops at a door. I went back to confirm the apartment number that Kayla gave me. And exactly so. After ringing the bell twice, the figure of a young mother who was pregnant opened the door.

“Waah... You really came Ricka...” Kayla hugged me.

“Mari login...” He let us into his apartment.

“Oh yes, Kay, yesterday I haven't had time to introduce you to him. This Yoon-Jin and Yoon-Jin are my best friends, Kayla.” They saluted each other.

“You're alone, Kay?” ask me while sitting on the soft sofa.

“Iya...my husband is on a business trip to Japan. Maybe tonight will come home,” he said.

“What are you doing?” I saw him busy in the kitchen.

“Emm... I was about to make a gimbap, you want to help me?”

(gimbap: rice rolled with seaweed sheets containing vegetables and meat)

I followed Kayla into the kitchen and saw her already styling seaweed with white rice on it.

“I don't think you're coming, Rick... Oh yeah, you were on the elevator?”

“Yaa... don't you know my sacrifice got here? Aishh... I can climb a mountain as high as Mount Lawu, but if to ride the elevator I give up!” I replied while shaking my head.

“Mian.. so remember when we used to research in one office in Jakarta. Others took the elevator to the fifth floor. You're the one who climbed the stairs” He laughed a bitch.

“Terus... Your boyfriend was the one who held your hand? I know that you will faint if you take the elevator without holding on, hahaha..” Now his laughter is creepy beyond the laughter of Mak Lampir.

“Wah... You really make me salute Rick... Your boyfriend is Korean! What dream are you? Hahahaa...” continued with laughter really almost drove me crazy forever.

“Yaaa... are you satisfied? What's wrong with you? Don't you miss me? Not to tell your story, but you're mocking me!” I was washing my lips.

“He's not my girlfriend! Aren't you better? You're not dating any more Koreans. But you're his wife! HIS WIFE...!” I explained my last sentence.

Kayla just laughed lightly. Seeing my expression.

“Have you really forgotten Andra?” suddenly tanyanya. I replied with a soft nod.

“Waaah... jinjjaa??” Now his eyes seemed to jump out.

(jinjjaa?: really?)

“Haissh... Can you just act normally?” I glared at him.

“I don't know for sure, Kay, but obviously Andra is now no longer in my dreams, as if the person who was always in my dreams was not Andra.” Now I dare not look at him.

We were silent for a few seconds, and then Kayla started talking,

“Ricka.. sorry to have left when you really needed me.”

I held his hand, though,

“It's okay, you must have a strong reason for that.” I replied.

“Name is Park Ji-Hyun. I met him on the fifth semester break. At that time, my mother was working with Ji-Hyun's company. It is Korean fashion. You know, right, now Korean-style fashion is still popular with teenagers. We are easily familiar with each other because he can speak Indonesian. His grandparents lived in Bandung. From then on we exchanged line id and other social accounts. Shortly from our first meeting, she asked me to be her lover,” Kayla took a deep breath.