Not Him
49
The rain was not as hard as before, now leaving only a small drizzle that continued to fall. I don't know how long Kyuhyun has been in that place, sitting down and letting his body get wet from the rain. He looked desperately at one of the tombs in the cemetery. The name was chattering, talking a lot as if someone there could listen to it. He did not know who else to tell him all his complaints. All the things that burdened him, broke Kyuhyun charcoal.
In the past, when all the children were always gathered with their parents who were complete, only the mother was always on the side of Kyuhyun. It was as if he did not know his father. His father always traveled for work.
“Abonim works hard to make you and your mother happy.” That's the answer that comes every time little Kyuhyun asks, why his father always leaves them.
At that time he never mind― as long as there is still his mother. But fate never sided with him, fate had usurped the mother from his side. She left him forever when he was 15. While Kyuhyun needed someone to support his move, the only person left. He had no one to stand by, defending him for all his decisions, making him strong to defend.
Then, when Kyuhyun managed to find the light of his life back, he had to be willing to let go. Once again fate is to blame for all that. Kyuhyun no longer had the life to survive in this world. Why can't he get something he wants? Something that he had achieved with great difficulty must also be willing to let go of him just like that. Life was never fair to him.
Kyuhyun's shoulders trembled in each of his sentences, sobbing spilling all of his inner emotions. Kyuhyun no longer needed to act strong. He was alone, there was no one else but him. He is free to spill all his feelings. Feelings of anger, sadness, annoyance, everything he spilled into one unexpected action.
A Cho Kyuhyun crying? The world will laugh to see it. It's not like he's just. He is not someone who shows his feelings that easily. He is not an easy cry, he was never like this in front of others. He only ever cried like that when his mother left, and when he had to lose Hyunjin. Being left behind by two people he loved in turn, really made him suffer.
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“Oemma.. Look Minho. He doesn't want to eat, doesn't want to go to school, doesn't sleep enough. He just wants to stay here with you. This stupid kid is always a hassle. What if he's sick too? I won't bother taking care of him.” Hyunjin reported to her mother as they gathered in the mother's nursery that afternoon.
Minho could not take it for granted, immediately he threw his protest, “I'm fine, Noona. Don't always be a snitch!”
“Makanyya follow what I say. You always argue.”
“I told you, I'm not a kid. You're not my babby sitter.”
Siwon shook his head, his two younger siblings can already be said to be adults, but their attitude is still like elementary school children. While Hyunjin's mother can only smile a little at the behavior of her children. He can't talk or move too much. But their presence in the middle of it could at least give him more strength so that he could get well soon.
Hyunjin's phone rang, immediately asking for permission to lift her outdoors.
Hyunjin's hand shook when she saw the name on her phone's screen―
―Kyuhyun's.
Why else would he call me?
“Yo—yobosseyo.”
“I want to take my coat back.”
“A—apa?” Hyunjin asked confusedly. A coat? Oh— don't-don't that one.
“I lent it to you first. Remember at the bus stop?”
“Ah—iya. All right, when do you want me to return it? Just tell me the place.”
“At the same place I lent it. I'll wait seven o'clock tonight.”
“Oke.”
Phone disconnected. Hyunjin's breath.
She call me? Gosh darn..
Cho Kyuhyun's. Cho Kyuhyun's. For God's sake! Miss you.
There was a little—lih, actually more than that—happiness that erupted when he knew the name contacted him. Oh—but Kyuhyun only asks for a coat? Didn't ask how is Hyunjin without her? Is the girl still alive or not after dumping her? Ah, but it doesn't matter. The important thing is that Hyunjin can hear his voice for a while, for him it is enough to treat the longing that can make him die slowly.
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The cold air did not dampen Hyunjin's desire to keep waiting. He sat at the always quiet bus stop, but this time was not waiting for the bus, but waiting for a namja who had made his life upside down for some time.
The wind blew quite hard, many times Hyunjin tightened the jacket she was wearing. If the one he is waiting for is someone else—not Cho Kyuhyun—for sure he has been gone since. Waiting is the most boring activity, maybe everyone will agree with it?
The girl looked at her phone, it was eight o'clock. That's an hour late. Perhaps if they were in a normal situation, Hyunjin would have snubbed Kyuhyun as soon as he came, scolding him for making him wait that long. But this time the situation is different. Perhaps this was really the last time Hyunjin came across the name. After this he will try to forget Kyuhyun, erasing his figure from his brain memory. He was determined to be so. If it is not forced, it can never be.
Hyunjin's eyes kept pressing to shut, but the girl tried not to fall asleep. It was absurd that he fell asleep in a place like this. Who is a fool who can fall asleep while waiting at a bus stop?
