Our Marriage Life's
Fired's!

No words came out. Just a sweet smile that he gave as long as his fingers touched the face of the man who was sleeping. The arthicoke-colored shirt that was still attached to the man's body looked messy. Two buttons on the top open, while black cloth pants are still attached there, look loose because the belt has been dated.

So Yeon touched her face again. Rubbing his tired face while muttering a good morning. Not to forget she pinned a kiss on the lips of a figure who had been her husband since three months ago. Wiping away some of the hair that fell on his forehead, then again, kissed his cherry-red lips. One thing they always do for anyone who wakes up first.

For a moment, only silence was still in control, before finally a faint smile began to appear on the man's face. His eyes soften. "Home home?" tanyanya raucous, typical sound wake up. Slowly, he began to open his eyes wide. "Sorry, I can't pick you up, baby." He said, adding, accompanied by a look of guilt that was so obvious.

"Eum, gwaenchana, after all, I brought my own car, right, oppa," So Yeon paused her sentence, then continued. "Well, by the way, what time did you come home last night?" With a worried look, he asked one thing that had tickled his mind. There is no instant food wrapping in the kitchen or dining table. She suspected that her husband had come home late and skipped dinner because he was too tired.

The man's forehead wrinkled, as if trying to scavenge his memories last night. "I think it's two o'clock.. or three o'clock? I don't know." He answered, shrugging his shoulders, no idea.

So Yeon's face turned grim instantly. He feels guilty. Especially since the last month, counted only four times she served her husband who came home late. He longs for those moments actually, but he can't dwell, his new job at a big hospital does not tolerate him breaking the shift schedule.

Seeing the silent wife flinch, the man spoke up again. "Waeyo?" His hands stretched out, clasping So Yeon's fingers, calmed. "It's okay. Besides, I've been eating out, too." He raises his eyebrows, flirts. He knows what his wife is worried about. While So Yeon just smiled knottyly. He was just disappointed in himself.

"Gwaenchana, no need to think. Come here..." The man moved his body to the left. The space on his right is quite large. So Yeon frowned. "Did you tell me to sleep here, oppa? It's already morning. You didn't go to the office?"

The man shook his head, it's not a holiday. And another hour is 8 o'clock where he has to be in the office if he doesn't want to be fired.

"I've been fired."

So Yeon who had originally placed her head on her husband's arm, immediately raised it again, staring at her husband in disbelief. Fired? Butwhy? She held her body weight on her left arm, facing towards her husband. His lips were a mute, too many questions filled his mind, so that not a word could come out. This is the fifth time he has been sacked in three months. And this is not a good thing.

"Are you mad at me?" Asked the man, worried to see So Yeon silence.

Samar, So Yeon shook her head. Slowly, her back loosened, spilling her back over her husband's arm, giving in to the chaos of her own mind. He chose to face the chest of the man's field, buried his face there. Looking for a glimmer of calmness as his chest began to feel tight.

"I'll never be angry with you. But, give me a reason, why did you get fired?" So Yeon asked as calmly as possible in order to create a non-purifying impression. He looked up. Looking at her husband's pias face. Tired rails so obvious there, the dark circles widened, the hue of his face pias no color. Really am. Seeing the man in this state made him want to roar. Crying so badly. He only hoped, if the reasons given by the man were not the same.

"I've been absent for a week in a row."

"What!?"

The husband smiled smirkingly. "The law gives very little salary. How can I meet your needs? I need a more prestigious place, right?"

So Yeon was at a loss for her words. He could only shake a few times. Then he got up, sat himself with bated breath.

Dae Han, her husband, is a Harvard University graduate. He got his bachelor's and master's degrees there in four years. Perfect grades are almost never absent in every course. He was also offered an offer to join the Los Angeles law firm Whinslet Law Firm. But why did Dae Han now seem to lose his title as a genius student? Why did he let his good name tarnish with such a cliche excuse? He even decided to resign from the three previous law firms for the same reason.

The man also sat himself. Seeing the flustered So Yeon, made her very agitated. Was his wife really angry this time?

"I-I, can find another office, as soon as possible. Besides, I've got an interview call from a top law firm by noon, you know?" His voice still sounded quivering, the slick smile he showed only made So Yeon feel even more guilty. "I even got a perfect score on yesterday's test." In short, by displaying a forced smile.

So Yeon's heart aches to find out that Dae Han is still as stubborn as before. Initially only a heavy breath was heard, over time the gust turned into a small stuffing, then in the next second it turned into a great roar.

So Yeon couldn't answer when her husband asked why are you crying? He could only roar while his hands were busy coiling around Dae Han's neck. Crying was there. Which wife does not see her own husband as a rival? Dae Han's self-esteem is too high. The principle of 'husband must be able to meet all the needs of the wife' that he has long held, in fact, until now remains unshakable. But unfortunately, Dae Han ignored one thing bigger than that. It's his own home.

***

Not long after, two plates of Bangers and Mash were in front of them. "Eat first, oppa, I know last night you didn't have time to eat, right?"

Dae Han according to. Put the phone back on the table. Sipped a little of his favorite vanilla milk. Then start talking. "Hannam Law Firm asked me to come to the office at eleven." He said as he scooped up a piece of sausage.

So Yeon pursed her lips tightly. Worry began to surround himself in case the amount of salary offered by the law firm did not match Dae Han's expectations.

So Yeon's forehead is wrinkled. He was eager to re-explain, somehow for how many times, if his happiness did not lie in matter. No matter what salary her husband gets, it won't be a problem for him. After all, their needs have always been met even though they only rely on Dae Han's minimal salary. Although it is undeniable, often Dae Han keteteran pay rent apartment. But so far, the man can still cover the shortfall despite having to first owe it to his office.

In fact, his own salary was more than enough for their daily expenses. But unfortunately, Dae Han always refuses to use his money. For the past three months, the salary he earned from working in a clinic, and now in a large hospital, only piled up at an ATM. Dae Han refuses his wife's money to be reduced for their daily expenses. He is obligated to pay for all of this, no matter what.

"Oppa, indeed working in a law firm will immediately get a big salary?" Ask So Yeon carefully. She knew, whatever topic she raised would always sound sensitive in her husband's ear. But he had no choice.

Dae Han shook his head. "I have to be internal for two years first." The answer is simple, because that is the fact. So Yeon knew that too. But why does the man still like to go in and out of the law firm even this is the third time.

"Oppa, then why do you like to move around law firms so much? I'm afraid your name will be blacklisted if you still do this. Do I have to say again, if your salary..."

"I know." Cut Dae Han. He put back his cutlery, as if the discussion of salary made his stomach full for a moment. "I'll get a job soon, and this time."

"And don't resign again, okay?"

"I'll try." Reply Dae Han enthusiastically.

So Yeon was finally able to exhale a sigh of relief. His throat was slightly drained of oxygen, soothing to hear the statement. He rises. Walk towards Dae Han. He sat himself on the man's thigh, pinning a soft kiss on his cheek. The sweet fragrance of cherries permeates his sense of smell as long as the man also briefly kisses So Yeon's lips. For a moment, his heart was gone. The man's head deepened in the recesses of his neck. Inhaling deeply the scent of lily that poured out from there. Very soothing. While So Yeon's fingers were glorifying her husband's black strands as the man closed his eyes, enjoying his wife's caress which always managed to make him comfortable.

"I promise I'll buy you a car as soon as possible, Chagi-ya."

So Yeon frowned. Removing Dae Han's head from his arms. "Why my car?" Confused ask. His hands that were originally coiled around Dae Han's neck loosened. He looked at the shady eyes Dae Han did not understand.

"Give that car back to your father. I just want to buy you a car with my own efforts." His answer was accompanied by a smile that was so sincere.

So Yeon did not reply, she simply stroked Dae Han's cheeks gently, then nodded confidently. "I'd be happy if it really happened. But for now, can I still use that car?"

Dae Han smiled, then nodded afterwards. "I'm sorry, I can't make you happy yet."

So Yeon shook her head. "No. We were still married for three months. Of course it won't be easy to get our own apartment or car." Tukas So Yeon while chuckling small.

"But Yeo Jin..."

So Yeon immediately kissed her husband's lips. Cutting his clear sentence would bring back old wounds. "Don't compare our relationship with others, oppa." Dae Han gave a small nod, although Yeo Jin's words at that time could not get out of his mind.

To be continued

NOTES:

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