He smirked, "Okay, princess."
"YAH!" I chased him around the house as he just keeps saying princess over and over again.
Just wait till I catch you, Park Jimin!
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"Yeoboosaeyo, Kang Miyeon speaking."
"M-Miyeon ah." a hoarse voice says.
"This is...?"
"Miyeon, it's eomma, eomma!"
I dropped the phone in shock, "Eomma?"
Backing away, I hit the chair and dropped to the floor, "I forgot my own eomma... I shouldn't have left her locked in the house."
I crawled towards the phone and held to my ear again, "Ne, eomma."
"Miyeon, why do you sound so scared? Did somebody bully you in school? Why are you not home yet?"
Huh?
"E-Eomma?"
"Miyeon, come back home, ppalli."
I was still trying to piece everything together when another voice takes over, "Annyeonghasaeyo, are you Ms Hong Minseo's daughter?"
"N-Ne I stuttered."
"This is XXX Hospital, we found Ms Hong in a locked house a few months ago and she suffered from severe lost of memory due to desperation and shock. I suppose you changed your number many times. It took us 2 years to reach you."
"Joesonghabnida."
"Would you please come over now? We need you to sign a form to enrol her into the hospital permanent care. Or do you want to bring a back?"
"I would bring her back, kamsahabnida."
"Ne, is tomorrow okay for you?"
"Mng."
With that, I ended the call.
Eomma, how are you?
<———{{
"Miyeon, are you going somewhere?" sleepy Jimin shuffles out of the bedroom, heading to the kitchen.
Should I tell him the truth?
"I... uh... am going to run some errands."
"Just ask Subin to do it."
"Didn't you ask all the servant to go home?"
"Subin lives in an apartment near here."
"Uhm, its okay."
"Mng, be safe."
Slightly smiling, I put on my coat and head out of the house in my knee length boots.
I pulled out my phone, "Yeoboosaeyo, I'm Ms Kang."
<———{{
"Annyeonghasaeyo, Ms Kang! Ms Hong is in room 156, before bringing her back please ensure that you go to the counter to sign the form and take everything with you!"
"Ne, kamsahabnida."
I slowly trailed down the corridor and people on wheelchairs slides past me.
148, 150, 152, 154, 156...
I pulled the door open and there sits a familiar figure looking out of the window.
Seeing her made my eyes wet and tears beat circles around my eye and my nose stung. My heart beats unusually fast and it shatters as she turns around.
Her dark circles were no longer there, the face of need and gambling was gone, replaced by a face of motherly love and care.
"Miyeon ah! You're back from school! How was school? Was it tough."
The tears I had held in dripped down my cheeks, "It was fun, eomma. I learnt to cherish the people I love. I learnt to never forget them."
"That's my girl, be sure to remember it okay? Eomma knows that you are sad that you don't have an appa, but eomma is here, mng? I'll be appa and eomma."
I held the hand that was on my cheeks and nodded, "Mng, eomma. Let's go home, together."
She nods slowly and heads over to her neatly packed bag and opens the cupboard to take out a framed photo.
I once again burst into tears, emotions gushing out with overflowing regret.
It was a picture of me and her a few years back.
Her small body shuffles toward me with the frame close to her chest. I can't help it, so I hugged her.
Her warm body gave me the love I had missed for so many years. Her bony fingers stroke my hair, "Good girl, eomma loves you too."
"Kaja." I sniffed and headed out.
I instructed eomma to sit down while I go to the counter.
"Hong Minseo, room 156."
The masked lady hands me a bottle of pills, "Twice a day, one befo—"
"Miyeon?" somebody calls me
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im sorry for the looooong abandoned story of this! im so sorry! common tests were filling up this week and i didnt have time!! >< forgive me!
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