MY LOVE BLOSSOMS IN KOREA...!!

MY LOVE BLOSSOMS IN KOREA...!!
Chapter 37 (Your, like in the plays I often watch)



“Gomawo Yoon-Jin, If you weren't there, I don't know how panicked I was to see Kayla's condition like that.” I looked towards him.


He replied with a light nod. I saw a corner of fatigue in his face. The sweat that had been pouring out was now dry. I wonder why he can sweat at this low temperature. It's dark. We were still sitting in the waiting room of that pure white building. There were not many people passing by here and the situation looked silent. Only the tick-tick sound of the clock moves in each second. The hallway on his left right was filled with letters hangeul that adorned my view. I pinched my arm, making sure that this wasn't in the dream. I was in a Korean hospital. I imagined some drama filming on the hospital set. There's the Descendant of the Sun, Doctor, Good Doctor, and so much more, I didn't expect to be able to be in this place.


“This situation reminds me of when eomma was about to give birth to Mi-Yun. I was only ten years old then. Eomma groaned in pain while Appa was out of town. Luckily there was a hyung who happened to be at home. He immediately called a taxi and took eomma to the hospital.” Yoon-Jin's words broke the silence between us.


“Surely then you were panicking too, right?” I looked at his face.


“Of course I panic.” He answered without looking at me.


“Woaah... Kak Ji-Sung has been good from the past,” muttered. A second later he looked at me. But I dare not look at him.


“Issh...” his sigh.


“Wae? You don't seem to like your hyung?” I returned his gaze.


But he immediately threw his eyes ahead.


“Of course you said well. He named your cingu!” He laughed cynically.


(namja cingu: male lover)


“Mwoo? Anni... we are not dating, kok!” my exposition.


“Neo baboo-yeah? The relationship does not need to be spoken in the form of words. In body language everyone knows!” He looks at me cynically.


(Neo baboo-ya?: are you stupid?)


“I'm still confused about how I feel about him.”


“Wae... What are you confused about? Don't you always hug her? Does anyone cuddle with just anyone like you?”


“Isssh... Why are you now the sewot? I just ask for time to think... because there is still something that still bothers me.”.


“What's that still bothering you?”


“I'm still wondering, why Yoon-Hee hates me so much.”


We were silent for a few minutes, suddenly something sounded very noisy. Like the sound of the stomach rumbling.


Krucuuk…


“Aaa.. Your stomach reads!” I glanced at. He seemed nervous to hear my words and held his stomach.


“Hahaha... It turns out the sound of your stomach is louder than I imagined. Aaah.. earlier you haven't had time to eat the gimbab I made at Kayla's house,” I saw it with a look of pity.


“How about we find food outside?” I stood from where I sat.


“Okey....,” he answered excitedly then asked,


“What do you want to eat?”


“Actually there is something I really want to try...”.


A few minutes later...


“Yaa…! Is this what you want to eat now?” He looked at me surprised.


We were in front of a minimarket nearby from the hospital and sat in the seats provided by the minimarket. In front of us were two bottles of mineral water and two bowls of ramyeon that had been brewed with hot water.


“Ne.. instead of feeling delicious cold-cold like this enjoy ramyeon while looking at the cars that pass by. Not to mention Kayla hospital is visible from here, so at any time we can run to get there quickly!” I stirred my ramyeon.


“Yaaa…! Know you? I haven't eaten since morning. And I want to eat a filling meal. Not ramyeon!”


“Aisssh... You asked me what I wanted to eat?”


“Aigooo... instead we can anytime enjoy ramyeon at home? It's on the way with me you just want to eat ramyeon?”


I laughed crisply as I said,


“I have enjoyed other meals with Brother Ji-Sung some time ago. After all at home there is aunty Nari who always cook delicious food. I just want to eat ramyeon directly from the minimarket like in the Korean dramas I have seen.”


“Do you feel like your life is the same as in the dramas? Isssh... be rational a little! Is that why you dated my hyung? The romantic love story does not exist in real life, but only in dramas!” his tone is really annoying.


“I didn't date her!” I shouted with my mouth still full of noodles.


“If not dating, why last time you guys almost kissed?”


“Mwoooo? We never...” I have not continued my sentence and remember that moment when Yoon-Jin came out of my bathroom.


“We have never done that...,” I said stammering and put ramyeon on the table.


“Why do you always interfere in my affairs, ha!” many nervous.


“Isssh...!” He was breathing rough.


I saw him enjoying his ramyeon which looked already colder. I looked at his face. From any angle it looks interesting. It always attracts me to look at him. But when our gaze met I immediately threw my face in another direction. And it may be true that my love story cannot be as beautiful as any other Korean drama. It's gonna hurt more. I myself have not been able to master my feelings now.


What happened when I confronted Brother Ji-Sung and Yoon-Jin I was not able to answer. I try to be more calm to be able to ascertain how I really feel. To this man in front of me. For some reason, I was very awkward in front of him, but it was very hard to be away from him. I hope that curse I fear will never come to me.