CHAPTER 8

A Week passed and our relationship was growing wider that my beautiful eyes would stay lighting up. Each day I counted my blessings. I felt fluttering in my stomach and I had a impression that I wasas flying. I met his sister during the weekend at a sushi restaurant but he introduced me as his friend. I understood him because I could do anything for love. I wanted him to be honest but he said we should take things slowly. And my return day was approaching ,my heart would ache to the thought. I didn’t want to leave him. He was my everything.

” Your sister is nice ,” I exclaimed and I threw my myself in his arms ,embracing him tenderly.

He kissed my forehead and released himself

” Let’s eat,” he served the noodles in bowls and a few side dishes were on the table.

The noodles had a nice aroma but I couldn’t ignore the fact that he was avoiding the topic of his sister. His voice had heavy sadness. Maybe he was worried of her,she seemed sick and looked weak and thin. I decided to not indulge in the topic and go with his flow.

” You have a lot to learn ! Like this chop sticks,” he pointed me with the chopsticks and smirked.

” I am a information sponge. I’m a fast learner,” I chuckled knowing that I couldn’t even eat with chopsticks.

He gave me the chopsticks and I tried to hold food with them but they fell off. He laughed at me slyly. I frowned and dropped the chopstick on the bed and took the spoon instead,annoyec.

“Joesong- hamnida,” he said gently.

” Of course you are sorry … but please let me do what I can,” I threatened him with my serious eyes.

He smirked and I rolled my eyes .

” I’m sorry,” he carried on eating.

Something was bothering my mind and I couldn’t keep to myself.

” Babe…. I have to move from the hotel and my return ticket had expired..,” I put the spoon down trying to find words without acting like I wanted his money than him. I only wanted love!

” You can move in with me and whenever you wanna go to Zim ,I will pay for the ticket,” he smiled and rubbed my hands softly.

I loved the way he comforted me.Being with him was like heaven on Earth where I ate honey and drank milk daily. I seemed to forget about my family back home. I wanted to be here forever. I wanted only to be separated from him by death. I forget we were just lovers and acted like I was married to him. Was I obsessed? But I couldn’t let this moment pass by . It could be my last chance. Even if he dump me some day and our relationship ends, I still be grateful to be with him. He was part of my heart but wondered if he felt the same . If he didn’t I wanted to have special moments with him. I didn’t seemed to notice he was staring at me. I took the spoon and began to eat.

” Stop worrying a lot. I love you and would do anything for you,” he smiled gleamly and his smile looked assuring

His rabbit teeth flattered me sending chills to my spine and I smiled. I wanted to kiss him.

” Baby, what made you like me?” I asked curiously.

He looked up the ceiling as if he was thinking.

“Mmmm……. do you know I was in with you in the flight ?” he asked winking at me.

I was in shock and went deep in thought. I tried to remember if I had seen his face in the plane. I recalled I slept through the whole flight.

” No,I didn’t,” my voice was shack.

” I liked you … Your smile and eyes,” he chuckled and I touched my face near my eyes which I disliked because my eyes were round and big.

” Your eyes make me have goosebumps …. I followed your taxi and arrived first. I wanted to talk to you but you know I’m a star. I would have made headlines ,’ Lee Joon propose a black girl’,” he gestured his hand horizontal.

My stomach was vibrating and I laughed hysterically. It was funny. But it looked like a joke to me or maybe he wanted to humour me. A good man was one who could joke and make a woman smile.

” You don’t believe me?” he seemed to read my mind.

Yes , I didn’t believe him but the look on his face proved he was saying the truth.

” I was in South Africa with a Korean tour group and I met you,” he added.

Something triggered my mind. I remembered seeing Asians in the first class but I didn’t recall seeing Lee Joon. The Asians looked Chinese to me. What a coincidence ! I slap my forehead slightly. I wished I looked through them ,maybe I could have met him on the plane.

” I also like your quiet personality and when you thought I was the taxi,I told myself I would make you love me and didn’t know you also loved me,” he continued.

I was happy and wanted to jump but I brushed his hands gently against mine.

” I….Sarang-hae,” I wanted to saying English but wanted one prove that I was willing to do anything for him.

He smiled tenderly at me and I lost in the world of love. His eyes trailed my eyes and I became shy when I met his. Lee Chang- sun did the walk not the talk.

” Sarang- hamnida,” he kissed my cheek and rubbed my cheeks with his gentle hands.

What a coincidence to meet the man who felt the same as I did for him! We continued to eat our meal with love. That day we went shopping together and he didn’t look scared of his fans . He hold my hand in public. The sun was warm but not hot and he would go to the radio station later.

Later I slept on his chest while hearing his heartbeat which drummed in my ears and sounded like a soul music. I loved Lee Joon and I didn’t know why. If he would ask I wouldn’t know what to say.