The After 7 Years

You got a problem

The man was completely indifferent, he kept stepping away ignoring my screams. My gaze followed him until he was no longer visible because the road was too dark. I snorted annoyed. I took a deep breath and turned around, finding Hae Soo sitting down to drink some more soju. I hurried over, snatching the glass from his hand.

“You want to make a fuss again?” I'm really out of patience. “Stop drinking and go now!” I said drag him from the chair.

Hae Soo is really drunk. He did not even have the strength to stand up straight. Surprisingly, how could he have had the strength to fight with Young Bum?

“I promise, will make the calculation to you tomorrow!” my hatch to him.

“I'm glad you're back,” murmured with a smile. “I ...”

“Shut up! Or I'll leave it here!” I said with a gasp of breath as it held Hae Soo's heavy body. I'm sure that tomorrow, he'll deny the incident tonight if there were no wounds left on his face.

After putting her in bed, I left and went back to my apartment. Plunge the body on the bed to release fatigue after taking care of Hae Soo. That kid really messed up my mood today. Wasn't my day ruined by Noh Jun Go enough?

The next day while brushing my teeth, someone pressed the bell. I rinsed, put the toothbrush in place and then went to open the door. As soon as the door swung open, the figure of the trouble carrier emerged from behind the door.

“What happened to my face?” he asked while touching his bruised right cheek. “How can I wake up and my face is like this?”

“You think it yourself!” I said then closed the door, but suddenly Hae Soo's right leg blocked the door.

“Explain to me, Kyung Hae! What happened to me last night?” ask the boy. Did he really forget last night? How easy was he to forget the big mess he had made?

“Do I make trouble?” Both his eyebrows were cringing.

“Ya!” pissed me.

“What do I do?” Hae Soo forced her to open the door, then entered when I had not allowed it. “What am I fighting?” tanyanya then sat casually on the sofa.

“You made a big problem.”

“Really?”

“If not, can you explain about that wound on your face?”

Hae Soo was silent. It seems he was trying to remember last night, though I wasn't sure if he'd remember it soon. “I just remember that I had a drink last night and called you. The rest, my memory is vague.” It is clear that he is currently remembering last night. “No! ...” His eyes suddenly opened. “I'm in big trouble. Really in big trouble if that faint memory is true.”

“Why?”

“Ahh ... shit!” he said he patted his own head, then pressed both temples with his hands.

“What? What's up?!”

“Did you see the person who fought with me yesterday?”

“Of course,” answered me.

Hae Soo inched into her pants pocket to pull out the phone, then showed me a photo.

“What is he?” I'm nodding. “Tamat my history,” he said then plunked the body into the back of the sofa.

“You know Young Bum?” my many.

“We are one campus and he is my senior.”

“Can you help me persuade him?

“Our relationship is not good,” I explained.

“Very good. I'm sure after this I'll be fired.”

I exhaled a long breath. “You must prepare to face the consequences of your actions, comrade.”

 “Arghh .. I haven't even paid off my car installments. How will I pay the installments if it doesn't work?”

“Night he gave me this,” I took Young Bum's business card from inside the cardigan I was wearing last night. “I didn't notice it last night. If only I paid attention to him, I would treat him very well and not the other way around.”

He closed his eyes, lowered his head, then banged his head against the table. There really is no hope anymore. I pat her back slowly to calm her feelings a little though not very helpful.

***

The supermarket is not far from the apartment complex where I live. They –the developers— deliberately chose this location because it is close to some public facilities such as bus stops, supermarkets, hospitals, even underground stations and some other public facilities. I always use the train to go to work and use the bus to go to Noh Jun Go's apartment, he is the only webtoon artist who often invites me to meet in his apartment.

Compared to other artists who prefer to discuss via e-mail or chat, Jun Go prefers to meet in person. According to him, it is much more effective and can build a better relationship between the artist and his editor. Since it was my duty, I couldn't resist every time he asked me to come. Even though the apartment is quite far from me.

I took two packs of fresh meat. The main reason I came here was actually for this. Discounted beef with good quality. Fortunately I arrived on time. Stand in a line that is not too long and wait to pick up my favorite meat. Right behind me the queue had suddenly elongated when just a moment ago, there were only three people in line. They really took advantage of the opportunity to the best of their ability.

In addition to meat, I also bought some other food ingredients such as tofu, some types of vegetables, kitchen spices, ramyeon and many more. When he was about to pick up the oyster sauce, the sound of the sobs of young children was heard. He stood in front of the coffee shelf with his arms covering his eyes and trembling shoulders.  I looked around and found no one who looked like his parents. Was he separated from his parents? Curious, I approached. Crouch down then try to talk to him.

“You looking for your mother?” ask me as smooth as possible so he doesn't get scared. The boy nodded. If you look at his age is still about four to five years.

“Then, are you looking for your father?” This time he nodded. “How about I help find your father?” bargained.

He took his arm off his face. Blinked and then looked at me. “Ajumma want to find my father?”

Ajummas? Do I look that old?

I nodded in response to the boy's question. “Sure. So stop crying, okay?” He nodded then rubbed his tears which were still flowing.

I held her tiny palm. Walking together to the customer service department to make an announcement so that his father knows that his son is here. Not yet able to get there, someone suddenly pulled the child's hand. He crouched down then examined it as if I had just done something bad to the boy.

“You okay?” The child nodded while the man turned his head towards me and it appeared that he was Kim Young Bum. Again. I really don't understand all these coincidences. Why have I always met him lately when we have not met once.

“Why are you again?” tanya Young Bum looks unhappy with this meeting.

“I?” I pointed at myself. ‘Indeed I want to meet you continuously?’ I really wanted to say that sentence, but I stopped doing it because there was his son who was watching us.

“Ahjumma wants to help me find father,” the child explained. She smiled at me and then held her father tight.

“Thank you, and .. I hope this is the last time we meet,” he said then pulled his son away from me.

“What?”