Donghae POV

We reached Fida’s house. That was the first time I stepped my feet in such a big house… “woah…” I made an unnoticed groan just after I stepped my feet in. We went to the living room then, a housemaid came
“Fida-shi, do you need anything?”
“ah… I have a guest, take him a drink and asked the cook to prepare extra food for dinner” I just looked at her instructing the housemaid “wae?” she asked me as she noticed I was staring at her
“aniya… just thinking, it’s nice to be rich…”
“erm… not everything… ah, wait here… I need to change my cloth; I’ll be back in short!” as she went upstairs, I walked around the living room. There were few photo frames on the wall and above a cabinet. Most of the photos were Nickhun’s pictures and his family but there was a photo of 3 kids around 6 to 7 years old, a boy and 2 girls. One of the girl tied her hair in ponytail and another one has a chin level bob hairstyle “That’s mine” I turned around and saw Fida walking towards my way
“you? Which one?”
“this one…” she pointed at a cute girl with a bob  hair “I was cute, am I?” then she made a small laugh. I looked at her, and she felt shy “jwisonghabnida” she said
“no… you’re cute!”
“Ne?”
“I mean in this picture!” omo am I blushing? “This boy must be Nickhun…”
“Ne…”
“Who’s this girl?”
“owh… that’s Sara. She’s my cousin. She lives in States”
“well, look who’s here~” a man voice talking
“Khun oppa…”
“I see a good view there….” He added
“YA! What do you mean? Where do you go? Why there was no one came to court for practice?” Fida asked him. I was also curious to know.
“There’s no practice today… you guys don’t know?”
“No… no one told me… has anyone told you Donghae oppa?” she asked me
“no…” I shook my head
“well, it’s working… you guy have made up!” Nickhun said
“mwo?” me and Fida said at the same time
“nothing…” he replied. I smell something fishy here. They were team up to let me and Fida alone? But, what for? Did they know…? No way! I’m not sure myself! I looked at Fida and she looked fine and clueless as usual
“Donghae oppa, let me show you the garden… kaja” she pulled my hand again, usually she would only held my arm but this time she intertwined her hand with mine. My heart was jumping and racing in a time and it made me restless as she held my hand to the garden. She let go of my hand as we were reached the garden “it’s beautiful… isn’t it? Ahh… I really love to be here” I was still startled and couldn’t listen to what she was saying “oppa… Are you ok? Why you look red?” 
“mwo? Red? I’m not blushing!”
“mwo? Are you blushing? Wae?”
“aniya… today is hot, so… erm… this garden is beautiful! Ne…”
“What are you talking? Aish… you’re hot? Wait…” she walked and took the garden