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The old-looking woman in all-black clothes was staring blankly at a small aquarium in her private room, the memory of two years ago collapsed from its memory of waste to the nervous system that wanted to process it into a series of fresh memories.
That memory slowly retreated deeper and deeper until twenty years ago, a time when she was a smart young mother.
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July 28, 1992.
"And the winner is... Park Min Joon!" shouted the male teacher announcing the first champion of the inter-school math competition. It seemed that a mother in her 30s immediately embraced the little boy with happiness and pride.
"You're great! You're great Min Joon ..," he said kissing his son's forehead.
"You're great my sister!" a teenage boy who looks older than him.
"Let's tell your father ...," said his mother took her two sons home with a happy heart because both of them managed to achieve good rankings in school.
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Arriving at home, he accidentally saw the house next door that looks busy, it looks like there is a new neighbor. An encounter that he finds pleasant, given his cheerful personality.
"Excuse me! Are you gonna stay here?" greet young mother is friendly.
"Yes, I'll stay here Madam .. please help."
"Yes .. Nice to meet you. I'm Min Hoo and Min Joon's mother! My name is Song Hye Sun ..," he continued smiling as he bent his body.
"Aah .. I'm Moon Ha Na! Nice to meet you" he replied, doing the same.
"Moon Ha Na?" he said repeat the name of his neighbor. "Moon Ha Na's? Aah .. So you're Mrs Moon? I didn't know we could meet like this? Holy jeez!"
"What do you mean?" ask the new neighbor that he doesn't understand.
"I heard you're the owner of a shoe company in Japan, I heard you lived for almost eight years in Indonesia?" obviously excited.
"Aaah .. You know that? You know Indonesia too? How do you know about me?"
"My husband owns several small malls overseas including several Asian countries!" the answer seemed to show off.
"really?" said his neighbor trying to figure it out, "if that's how I might know your husband?" continued thinking.
"Of course, Park Seung Joo.it's my husband's name!" said definitely.
"Park Seung Joo?" he said he remembered the name, "aaah .. yes I know him, some time ago I met him at Gimpo airport!" he said, "but what is your husband doing there? What's the job business?" continued curious.
"Yes, to run a new business with his friend. But, maybe tomorrow he'll come back to pick up my eldest son and go to Italy."
"Aaah ..really? Madam, then excuse me dul u.. I have to prepare something!" the neighbor tried to leave him.
"Sorry to interrupt! Then excuse me! See you next door ...," he said very kindly, which was greeted with a brief nod from his new neighbor.
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A gentle touch was felt on his weak shoulders, awakening the slumped figure from the memory of the outcast. Awakened instantly and still confused looking for her who was immersed in a strange memory.
"Hhh?" his shock.
"What are you thinking?" ask her husband warmly.
"I just miss Min Hoo? When will he and his wife return from America?"
"You must still be really hit?" said her husband suddenly sat on his knees in front of her who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Aren't Min Joon going to come back to this house?" the question sounds frustrated.
"I can't believe Min Joon really hates you!" she sighed and looked regretfully at her husband.
"I'm sorry!"
"This time he must have really gone, right? He won't want to come back?" His voice sounds sad.
"It's all my fault!" her husband said that the wife did not need to think about the dispute that occurred between her and the youngest child.
"Darling, you said you'd always believe me. Even then you believed in me, right?" suddenly tanyanya.
"Come ...."
"What if I tell you the truth? Are you gonna be as angry as Min Joon?" Her husband stared inexplicably. "What if this was all my fault again?" he said looking down in fear.
"It's my fault!" the husband hugged her tightly.
"No, it's all my fault ..," he said with tears in his hands.
"Don't blame yourself?" Her husband's words sounded comforting.
"No dear ... I am the .. diverting Jin Hee flight ...," honestly raucous.
"What?"
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry," he said regretfully. Rubbing both palms, as the husband releases his embrace.
"Whatchu mean? Wait, what does that mean?" ask her husband in disbelief and get up from his knees.
"I'm sorry your wife is ...," she replied sadly and immediately knelt holding the old man's leg.
"What do you mean, baby?" Min Joon's father is confused.
The woman named Song Hye Sun is also the mother of Park Min Joon, this devious patient masked man can only cry.
"really? Is it true you did it? Why did you do it? Wh-wh-what for? Didn't you say you liked Jin Hee? You like that kid, right?" attack her husband full of sadness.
"To be honest, I never liked it. I just want Min Joon to forget about the past!" the answer began to cry.
"I can't believe you're capable of it?" her husband said he did not believe.
Clasping tightly onto Hye Sun's shoulder, she tried not to believe the poisonous remark. "Where's my lady's door?" continued.
"Sorry ..," he said again and again.
"Didn't I trust you so much? I think after all these years you're gonna change, am I still living with a monster?" ask her husband to let go of the hand that was curling at the feet.
"Darling ...," she replied sounding sad.
"If you do something, don't you have to tell me first?"
"I really hate Moon Ha Na! I can't let Moon Ha Na continue to live with Jin Hee. That was so stifling to me! It tormented me, it was so disturbing!" he said defensively.
"Look! Again you make trouble because of your anger like that, you don't remember what happened 18 years ago? When you use your emotions to solve a problem I'm dealing with!" angry husband.
"I just don't want anyone to hurt my sons!" screams crazy. His face flushed, his emotions overflowing.
"God .. hah .... But, look at this! You've made the same situation happen again. Now how are we going to explain everything to Min Joon? Huh! The accident has been Min Joon's responsibility for the rest of his life, so he must try to forget the incident by paying guilt to two of Moon Ha Na's children," she said her husband with an upset-hunting breath, "and you want to repeat it again? No, you did repeat it!" he continued, absolutely unable to resist being upset.
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