The Ultimate Soulmate's

True Love That Will Never End

"Why did you stop me from following you? Both of your hyungs were frantically looking for you," Hyunwo said as he followed Junghwa's steps into his room. "Just take noona for a walk" replied Junghwa, throwing his body on his bed and closing his eyes. But the eyes opened as Hyunwo, who had been standing watching him since, asked, "do you like Hana too?" For a moment, the two young men looked at each other without saying anything until Junghwa denied it by saying, "Who did you say liked the spoiled girl? Is hyung crazy!" Junghwa turned his body in annoyance. "Is it written on my face if I like it?" he thought, starting to worry. Hyunwo sat on the side of the bed, "No need to lie! You can be honest with me. Show me what's in your heart!" he said with a warm smile. "Hmm.." said Junghwa lazily.

In Junghwa's current mind, he recalled the time in the hospital, after Daehyun left my hospital room, I cried as much as I could while holding his jacket with my face set on his stomach. Junghwa who doesn't know what to do, just listens to all the sobs and bouts of my feelings. "Why are you doing this to me? Why did you betray me? I chose you. I trusted you. Ilove you. How can you destroy me like this? Wh why? I hate you, Daehyun... I hate.." I said bitterly at the time.

"Yes, at that time... From then on, I might realize that I like her too because seeing her cry like that makes me want to take responsibility for all her injuries and tears!" thought Junghwa with a blank look. "Why are you so easy to captivate people? Not only Yongju hyung, Namgil hyung and Daehyun, but now me too? Is it because your name is Hana? Doesn't Hana in Japanese mean flowers, blooming flowers, beautiful like you?" ask him to himself. "Is it because of that name, you have a force of nature that captivates your opposite sex, like the magic of a flower filled with pheromones? Are you a flower that has a honey flower so special that all beetles want to come to you?" he continued with a mind that began to drift.

Junghwa slowly closed his eyes, permeating the feeling in his heart. With her eyes closed, she imagined me as a beautiful angelique tulip flower with its full, luxurious double petals, a soft pink color that looked like a peony. He also imagined himself as a hummingbird flying around me and alighted to sip heavenly ambrosia in every curve of my beauty, enjoying the honey of flowers dripping through his imagination, letting the imaginary scent continue to flow straight towards his innocent soul.

"Then, how?" hyunwo asked again who immediately broke Junghwa's strange daydreams and imagination. "What's how?" junghwa asked back because he did not understand Hyunwo's words. Junghwa turned to look at Hyunwo with his face upset at being distracted. "Don't you say, Yongju hyung likes Hana? Are you going to compete with your own hyung because of Hana? Yes, even though your hyung is impossible to be with him," Hyunwo said casually. "I told you, no! I don't like it!" jonghwa replied, angry. "All right, I was wrong. Don't get angry like that" Hyunwo said.

***

The next day, my parents came to pick me up to go back home, but not just me. Appa and eomma asked Yongju, Junghwa and Hyunwo to stay at our house on the grounds of accompanying me so that I would not be lonely. Similarly, Seojun and Namgil who almost came every day, played with us. For a long time, my house has been like a dorm for them. A few days passed with our togetherness, I became more and more familiar with everything. Even the awkwardness between me and Namgil, my ex-boyfriend, is gone. I got 5 brothers, 4 good oppas and 1 bad sister.

The mischievous sister who still bothers and irritates me, but now I always repay her by treating her like a sister, oppressing her as much as I do, of course. Because I got my own satisfaction when I managed to beat Junghwa's annoying behavior by teasing him until he relented leaving me with a grumbling grunt. As today, the youngest grumbled indistinctly since the morning.

"What's wrong with her?" yongju asked confusedly looking at Junghwa who looked upset since waking up. Yongju whispered to me who was sitting next to him at lunch. "Where do I know! I'm just saying, today, oppa took me for a walk" I replied slowly. "Does he want to come?" ask Yongju. "Said, no. But he also forbade us to leave" I replied again. "Why?" yongju asked with a frown. "Say, the feeling is not good and we have to listen to it! What a weird baby!" I said as I rolled my eyes off guard with Junghwa's often childish attitude.

"What do you whisper? You guys talking about me?" asked Junghwa while staring annoyedly at me and Yongju alternately. But Junghwa got even more upset when he saw me and Yongju both shaking their heads, then sighing deeply in front of him. Brakk! "I'm done!" junghwa said as he stood up and left the dining table. Yongju and I looked at her attitude. While Hyunwo only let out a heavy sigh because he thought, the boy was jealous because he felt ignored.

"Hyung, according to hyung, what can I do? What can I say to convince Noona to stay? I don't like noona going with Yongju hyung! It felt, if the two of them left, they would disappear!" junghwa said this morning to Hyunwo, after I said that this afternoon I have an appointment with Yongju. Hyunwo who also felt that Junghwa's words were too excessive, like a child who was whining with jealousy, only frowned. "Disappeared? Disappeared how? Did you watch a magic movie last night?" sahut Hyunwo with his innocent face.

"What do you think, I'm still a kid?" answer Junghwa ketus. "Then what is it? You're watching a morning cartoon!" sahut Hyunwo pointed to the television in the room. "I didn't watch it! It was there when I turned on the TV!" junghwa's objection was upset. Hyunwo laughed and chose to leave before the boy became even more upset. "When before Hana came, she laughed watching it! Just say sulking for being left behind, use the excuse of fear of disappearing everything!" muttered Hyunwo while chuckling.

***

Moments before Yongju and I left, Junghwa went into Yongju's room getting ready. "What's wrong?" yongju asked as he continued to wear his clothes. "Hyung, I know you're very close to noona," Junghwa said hesitantly. "Noona must be lucky to have an oppa like hyung" he continued with a pouting face. "Just go ahead, what do you want to say?" sela Yongju stopped talking and turned to pay attention to her sister who behaved strangely all day. "Don't you like me taking Hana away?" yongju asked directly with a tone that turned cold.

Junghwa raised his face, venturing into his hyung, "Have hyung thought about it, hyung's feelings didn't bring joy to noona, but instead suppressed him?" he said it and made Yongju stunned to hear it. "Noona may not be able to refuse hyung's invitation because of your relationship. It's possible that noona doesn't want to disappoint hyung because she knows how he feels" Junghwa said. "You mean, Hana was forced to go with me?" yongju asked as he frowned in confusion. "Where do I know, noona wants to go or not!" junghwa replied annoyedly as he raised his voice and made Yongju's forehead furrow. "Then what do you mean?" ask Yongju again. Junghwa so excited himself to answer. "Actually, what are you talking about?" yongju. "I-I just wanted to say, stop! Now, for noona, hyung is just an oppa who grew up with her. Hyung it's just his cousin's sister!" sahut Junghwa started to misbehave.

After Junghwa, "Night, Seojun hyung, now you! Do you really want me to give up?" yongju thought as he sighed heavily, then went back to face the mirror in front of him. He was suddenly stunned when a thought flashed through his head, then turned his face towards the door of his room that was already closed.

***

The moon almost showed itself as Yongju and I rested in his car while enjoying the beautiful view of the Han River at dusk, after exhausting through the cheap market in Namdaemun market, he said, a place that Yongju has wanted to come with me for a long time. I am only accustomed to luxury malls and branded goods became floppy eyes in this one-stop market. Not only food, I also buy various clothes, accessories, crafts to furniture that I think is funny and interesting.

"Good oppa has prepared cash!" yongju said as he glanced at my groceries that filled the trunk of his car. "But it's okay, as long as it makes you happy like this!" he continued in his heart while smiling to see me who was smiling widely returning his efforts to comfort me. "You happy?" ask and I nodded. "Thank you, oppa! I didn't know it was so much fun there. Next time, I'll be there again" I said. "Who with? Oppa can't go there often. Just now, there have been some people who almost recognize oppa," he said. "Self can too" I said, sipping my drink. "can't. At least, invite someone or a bodyguard to take care of you," he said. "Hmm, okay boss!" sahutku lazy. Yongju chuckled at my answer. "Well, before you go home, let's go somewhere first!" take him along as he starts driving his car.

After a few dozen minutes of travel, Yongju pulled over his car in front of a flower shop. I who never went to the flower shop, just tailed behind him while enjoying the beautiful scenery of various types and shapes of beautiful flowers captivating. Even a few times, I was amazed to see the beauty of the flowers. "What are oppa looking for?" many enthusiast. "Is there anything you like?" ask her back while continuing to walk in front of me.

I stopped in front of a flower basket containing yellow tulips, "Ah, this is what is often in oppa apartments, right?" I pointed at the flower. Yongju turned around and smiled slightly, then picked up some of the flowers and handed them to me, asking me to put them in the basket I was carrying. We continued our steps until Yongju stopped at a basket filled with red carnations. "Hana!" call him who is turning his back to me, gently. "Yes?" sahutku. Yongju turned around with some carnations in his hand, "If Daehyun looks at you, what about oppa?" I asked her with a look that I could hardly understand.

I shut up, didn't answer. I had expected that sooner or later I would hear this kind of question from Yongju. The mood of my heart, which was once happy, turned dark again. "This one is also beautiful!" I pretended not to listen and tried to divert the conversation. I avoided it by choosing the flowers in front of me. Yongju caught my hand and said softly, "Don't fool yourself anymore! Be honest with your own feelings! Don't be ashamed of the world! Don't be a hypocrite or pretend to be mean to your feelings anymore!"

"What is oppa talking about? Stop joking!" I said coldly as I turned around and handed some yellow carnations to his hand, putting them together with the red carnations in Yongju's hand. For a moment, he was stunned to look at the carnation flower with two colors in his hand. "What would happen, if oppa couldn't get you out of oppa's mind?" he said slowly while still staring at the flowers. "What would happen if the oppa season never changed?" he said again with a bland smile. "What happens, if you forget not to forget the oppa and choose Daehyun again?" he continued, turning to look at me with a pair of trembling eyes. "Oppa does not expect, liking you can hurt oppa as sad as this. If oppa knew this would hurt, maybe from the beginning, oppa would never think of liking you more than a cousin. It looks like it will take a long time to heal him" he said, smiling bitterly at me. A smile that is not as sweet as usual.

I turned my face away, not wanting to see it. "Honestly, even though time passes, but oppa still has no power to erase your oppa. How can oppa erase you, hate you, while oppa is so deep in dropping hearts? Oppa is really in love, really in love, even as deeply as it feels. But what oppa power isn't destined to have you?" yongju said as he let out a tear, unbeknownst to me. "It's better not to start again because we already know, the end is just a farewell!" I said coldly so cruelly, still turning my face away. I know, I've gone too far, but I don't want to give him any more hope.

Once again, Yongju smiled slightly while wiping the edge of his eyes. "You're right, we better not start again, because it's just gonna hurt each other. But, promise me to let oppa stay with you as your oppa as usual because there will be no definite separation, which can separate us both, other than death," her reply which made me instantly turn my face to look at her upon hearing her last word. "Why did oppa talk bouncing from earlier? I don't like oppa talking like that!" I said annoyed, then left it, went back to the car.

In the car, I grumbled alone. "What's wrong with them today? This morning, that big baby was weird! Now, oppa is also following along weirdly!" I said. I remember again, my activities today with Yongju. Throughout our time together, he was more silent and followed all my will. I often caught him looking at me with such a gentle gaze, then just smiling lightly at me after being caught off guard. "What's wrong with her?" my thinking.

Inside the flower shop, Yongju continued her activity of picking flowers and letting me wait for her in the car. While waiting for the florist to arrange the flowers for him, he sat down and wrote something on a piece of paper. When he finished, he put the paper in his jacket pocket. Then, while filling the waiting time, he returned to explore the entire flower shop with his eyes, then his attention found a flower that attracted a sweet smile on his handsome face. Yongju took the flowers. "Please, wrap this one up, but separate it, too" he said, handing over the flowers to his subscription florist. "Is this all alone?" ask the florist. "Yes, that's all!" the answer.

"What does this require a greeting card?" tawar the florist. Yongju smiled, then without answering him, he grabbed a paper greeting available on the table, then began to write, "Oppa knows, it must all be over. But oppa still wants to give this flower to you. Know that you will remain a little flower oppa, a light oppa, my lover casablanca. Thank you for being the best part of oppa's life." After he finished writing, he closed the greeting card and put it in a small white envelope, then leave it to the florist who then inserts it among baby breath flower arrangements that have the meaning of true love that will never end.