July 14, 2015

Jihoo and Ilana were arriving in Incheon and Ilana was still asleep.  Between both their work, he couldn’t get them as prepared for the flight as he would have liked.  He usually changed his sleeping habits a week before but this time he only had two days to prepare.  Thankfully, his body already knew that it needed to sleep on a plane.  Ilana was a different story.  Several hours into the flight, he gave her a sleep aid.

 - "Shiro!"  She wanted to sleep naturally, at least try to.

 - "Sarang, it's getting late.  You need to sleep, or you will be falling asleep at your meeting.  Remember, you don't have that much experience.  Sarang needs to be fully alert to woo her investors."  She was meeting with Chi Tae Young and Mina for a breakfast meeting and later with her business attorney and some investors.  The next few days would be spent scouting more properties and projects.  They currently had the commercial building where ILC Seoul would be housed and a residential building that Mina would live in once it was completed.  Also, Mina had scouted a building in Jongno that had been for sale a long time.  Tae Young had gone with her to visit the building and assess why it was not selling.  Armed with this information, they contacted the seller and negotiated a drop in price.  Ilana would be signing the final paperwork for the purchase.

 - "Deh...Na also have to interview contractors and construction teams.  We've been over the numbers and we have decided to use forty percent of our capital and use financing and outside investors for the rest.  The rents from the office building more than cover Chi Tae Young and Mina's salary; we're currently in the red for the contractors and materials but that will get resolved with the filling of the empty units.  Mina is also doing marketing and design on top of being TaeYoung's assistant and that's all profit.  As our holdings increase, she'll be able to hire more staff."

 - "Na will be an investor," he took her hand.

 - "Ani, you don't have to.  You have enough on your hands with the foundation."

 - "This is our children's future.  Na can't help you in any other way.  Na read your business proposal, remember?"  She looked worried.  "Does Sarang know how the F4 has remained the top four chaebol families?  Above Samsung and Hyundai?"

 - "Ani?"

 - "We've invested in each other."

Ilana looked at him in surprise.  "Like a monopoly?"

 - "Anieyo, just chingu helping each other.  Now, is Sarang going to sleep or I do I have to give you a sleep aid?  You don't want a repeat of your first visit, deh?"

 - "Ani..."

She eventually gave in to a sleep aid.  Already tired, it relaxed her enough to put her over the edge.

Now that they had landed, waking her up was a different story.  "Sarang," Jihoo passed a damp towel over her face.  "Sarang, we've landed."  They hadn't given them the authority to exit the plane, but he needed to wake her up enough to walk off the plane without falling over.

It took a few minutes of coaxing but Jihoo finally managed to wake her up.  "¿Qué pasa (What’s happening)?"  She answered sleepily.

Jihoo laughed at his wife's language memory loss.  "Nada, amor (nothing love), we're here."

 - "Jihoo!"  Ilana smiled as she stretched in her seat.  "Mianhae," she said, stretching again.

 - 'Ready?"  He retrieved both their laptops and his medical bag.  That was their only carry-on luggage, the housekeeper would be waiting for their arrival to press Ilana's suit.  As usual, Jihoo packed light, having a full wardrobe in Seoul as well as Los Angeles.

Stepping out onto the arrival concourse, they were greeted effusively by Guam JanDi.  "Sunbae!  Ilana-yah!"  JanDi clung to both their necks.  "Manasseh bangobsumnida (Nice to see you)!"

If Ilana wasn't awake before, she certainly was now.  "Annyeong hashiminika, unnie."

 - "JanDi-yah, Annyeong hasseyo.  Secretary Jang," Jihoo nodded to the man who was already retrieving their things.   "Harabeoji didn't come with you?"  Jihoo was obviously disappointed.

 - "Ah, deh.  Harabeoji said he'll see you at home."

 - "Gomawoyo, unnie, for meeting us so early," Ilana gave her husband a thankful smile.  He had such good friends to get up before dawn to pick their friend up from the airport.  It was only half past five at the moment.

 - "Anieyo!  I'm used to getting up early and everyone's still asleep back home.  Na will be back home before I'm missed."

 - "Na wouldn't say that.  Before we get back to our place, JunPyo will be calling," Jihoo said.

JanDi waved away his concern.  "What evening can you two come for dinner?  It's been too long since we were all together.  But we're still missing WooBin and JaeKyung unnie."

 - "Deh, but they'll be back at the end of the month?"  Ilana asked.

 - "Deh," JanDi answered.  "But you two will be visiting New York before going back home?"

 - "Deh, nah promised anae we could visit Jaejoong and his anae."

JanDi smiled at the look of adoration in Jihoo's eyes when he looked at Ilana.  There looked to be not much he wouldn't promise her.  "Na will send them a gift with you.  I can't wait for us all to have dinner together, how about Friday evening?  If you leave Sunday morning, you'll want to rest as much as you can on Saturday."

Jihoo looked to Ilana before answering, "Deh," he nodded his head.  "Anae doesn't have anything scheduled for that evening."

 - "Deh, my days will be packed but my evenings are free to spend with family."  God adopted her and Jihoo into his family and likewise, all their friends had too.  It was a sweet feeling to know that family meant more than blood relations.  "Saturday, we are going fishing with Harabeoji, majayo?"

 - "Deh.  JanDi-ah, would you like to join us?"  It had been a long time since she joined them on an outing.  He had felt awkward around her after her marriage to JunPyo.  The feeling of no longer being needed had always foremost in his mind but now he realized that from the moment Ilana began to work with him, the thought began to fade and being around JanDi, JunPyo and the rest of the F4 family was no longer such a burden.

 - "Anieyo gwenchanayo, Sunbae.  Na think Harabeoji has really missed you and this time should be for the three of you to spend as a family."

 - "Chincha?  Na speak to him often on the phone and so does Ilana."

 - "Deh, I text him every day," Ilana knew he woke early, so every day at two in the afternoon, her phone alarm went off and she sent him an 'annyeong hashiminika' and a Bible verse, mostly from Proverbs.

 - "Hokshina I'll take him fishing alone.  Sarang, do you mind?"

 - "Anieyo, I'll spend the day at the office and meet HyungJun Oppa for lunch.  I’m sure Mina is homesick by now too.  Oh!  Na can make dinner for you two."  Jihoo raised an eyebrow at her teasingly.  "Yah!"  They had arrived at the car and Ilana glared at her husband before sliding in.

Jihoo laughed at her face, "Deh, Sarang cooks well, just not that often."  He then leaned in for a lingering kiss.  JanDi beamed happily at the newlyweds and cleared , reminding them that she was still in the car.  The two awkwardly rested their eyes anywhere other than each other.  JanDi could just make out a pink tint on both their faces.  "Let JunPyo know I'll meet him for lunch one day this week," Jihoo covered up his awkwardness.  There were times he just didn't know what came over him.  He never thought he'd be instigating such displays.  Of course, he never thought he would be married to the woman he loved, either.

About an hour later they arrived at Jihoo's home.  Harabeoji stepped out to greet them.  "Annyeong hasseyo, kids.  How was your flight?"

 - "Choahyo, Harabeoji," Jihoo and his Grandfather gave each other an enthusiastic back pounding.

 - "Ilana-yah, gwenchanayo?" It was not a secret that she hated to fly.

 - "Gwenchanayo, Harabeoji," she kissed his cheek.  "Nampyon made me sleep."

 - "Come in, come in," he waved them inside.  "Secretary Jang, please place their luggage in their room.  The housekeeper should be here in a few minutes to put everything away."  Secretary Jang moved ahead of them.  "JanDi-yah, I've made breakfast.  Care to join us?"

 - "Kansamnida Harabeoji, maybe just a bite."

 - "Ilana-yah, ara you have a breakfast meeting later hajiman sit for a little while.”

 - "Deh, Harabeoji, Na can just braid my hair to save time."  She needed to shower and change but couldn't do anything until the housekeeper arrived to press her suit.  Within this male-dominated culture, she needed to dress to impress.  At least she had Chi TaeYoung if she ran into a sticky situation.

 - "I hear my granddaughter is doing well for herself as a team leader in her company."

 - "Anieyo Harabeoji, I fumble my way as I go.  Na have a great team."

Jihoo looked at her with pride in his eyes.  "Her team has experienced the most growth of any of the other new teams in the company."  He knew she hated to be put on the spot, but she worked hard and deserved the praise.

 - "Chukahae child!"  Harabeoji said proudly.

 - "Nampyon, we all work hard.  It's just a new market for us."  Ilana blushed, burying her face in the rice, kimchi, and Corvina.  "Masheesuhyo (Delicious)!  Harabeoji, everything tastes so much better here."

 - "Greomyo child, it's not been frozen to get to the United States.  Moke (eat), Corvina is good for you, keeps you healthy."

 - "Harabeoji likes to show off his cooking skills for Ilana," JanDi teased.

 - "Gwenchanayo, Harabeoji can show off anytime.  Nana is just as bad with Jihoo.  He's too respectful to say no, I'm not hungry," she laughed at her husband.  She had noticed his face was just the slightest bit fuller in the last month or so.

 They had been eating and chatting for about thirty minutes when the housekeeper arrived.  "Na will need to start getting ready.  I will leave first."

 - "Annyeong, Ilana,” JanDi also stood to leave.  “Harabeoji, Jihoo-yah, I need to help JunPyo get up and get ready for work.  Harabeoji, Na will be back and then we can go to the clinic together."

 - "Deh child."

JanDi left with secretary Jang, thinking her assumption was correct.  Harabeoji's face was brighter; she, JunPyo, InHei, and the rest of the F4 were not a substitute for Jihoo.

 - "Eoteohke jinaeseyo, adul?"  Harabeoji asked.

 - "Jaljinaeyo Harabeoji."

 - "You both seem happy, though you're working hard."

 - "Deh Harabeoji hajiman our work is not in vain.   It takes work to make sure we spend some time together each day.  It might only be thirty minutes hajiman it's thirty minutes well spent," he smiled.

 - "Jihoo Abeoji was the same way with your Umma.  Does Ilana still sing?"

 - "Deh, Na encourage her as much as I can.  I have not been to her practices in some time hajiman I confess there are times I'm watching her smile and all the other emotions that go through her face as she sings, instead of worshiping.  I'm thanking God for those gifts he's given us:  each other, music, family, and friends the ability to act on our visions.  Enrique and Ilana have discussed it and want to eventually place a Ricky Martin Foundation in Asia.  It wouldn't be for a while.  Not until her business takes off here."

 - "Na hear it's going well."

 - "Deh Harabeoji."  The two caught up for a little while longer before they broke apart to get ready for the day.

Ilana had already braided her hair and was putting on the final touches of her make-up, when Jihoo snuck up behind her, making her yelp in surprise.  His arms came around her waist and he pulled her back against him.  "Sarang!  I have to finish getting ready."

 - "Ara, na just want to hold you for a little," he said, resting his chin on her shoulder.  She hadn't spritzed any perfume but gave off a sweet scent due to her shower gel.  He began to rub his lips on her neck, making Ilana break out in goosebumps.

Inhaling sharply, she spoke:  "Sarang...?  Sarang, ch-chincha, I-I have to get ready."

He knew he was driving her crazy and couldn't resist.  With one hand still holding her, the other exposed neckline with his long fingers.  Just barely dipping under the edge of the fabric and retreating.  He looked in the mirror as his lips worked the back of her neck.  A lovely pink flush had spread over her face and neck.  He really needed to stop or neither one would be making their appointments.  "Saranghaeyo," he whispered huskily.  Not helping matters much, whatsoever.  Before he completely removed her robe, he turned her to face him.

She placed a hand on his chest in alarm.  Her heart was beating fast and so was his.  She still marveled at the effect he had on her.  "Sarang," he was completely invading her personal space as he stepped in closer.  "I-I have to get ready and so do you."  The worst part was feeling she was getting very warm.  Her face had to be bright red by now.  "N-na, will give you all the attention you require tonight."

 - "Ah deh?  How will Sarang do that?" He never knew teasing a woman could be so much fun.

 - "Jihoo-yah!!!  Juseyo!!!"

He was laughing but not moving back.  Instead, he pulled her up against him, her eyes opened wide with nervous uncertainty.  "Na want a deposit."

 - "Mworago?"  She laughed nervously.

 - "Na will take your lips as collateral and Sarang can have them back tonight," with that he leaned in nibbling and tasting her lips.  He grazed his lips across hers, teasing her, making her want to deepen the kiss.  He tormented her only for a few seconds before consuming both her lips at once.  A mewling noise escaped and he took advantage of her parted lips to seek entrance with his tongue.

About an hour later, Ilana had safely arrived at Butterfinger's Pancakes.  She wasn't late, but she wasn't early either.  She checked her make up once more, since having to re-apply her lipstick away from her husband.  Her braid thankfully hadn’t come undone as part of the ‘collateral’ and if she could stop smiling and blushing she'd be just fine.  "Aish!  Yoon Jihoo, the things you do to me!"

She must have spoken out loud and not realized it.  “Gwenchanayo?”  The driver asked before getting out opening her door.

 - Ah, deh!”  She smiled awkwardly, hoping he couldn’t read her thoughts.  The driver opened her door; I’ll be getting a ride with my associates.  Take care of Harabeoji and nampyeon.”

 - “Jihoo Uissanim drives his own car while in town and secretary Jang and JanDi Uissanim pick up Harabeoji most days.  Although lately he’s been going to the clinic later and I drive him in but today my orders are to be at your disposal.”

 - “Kansamnida, Na will have nampyon contact you if I need a ride somewhere.”

 - “Deh, Contreras-ssi.”

Ilana nodded her head at him and stepped out of the SUV.  It was still odd, she thought of herself as Yoon, but everyone addressed her still as Contreras or just Ilana.  If someone ever did address her as Mrs. Yoon, she would think they were talking to someone else.

Chi TaeYoung and Mina were already waiting for her and stood at her arrival.  “Annyeong hashiminika,” Ilana bowed.

 - “Ilana!  Oramanida!”  Mina was about to hug her, but Ilana quickly gestured for them to be seated.  It would be inappropriate for Mina to greet her that way in front of Chi TaeYoung.  It would almost be boastful considering she was his assistant.

 - "I forgot!"  Mina mouthed.

- "Chi geonchugga (architect Chi), the two buildings are hardly keeping you busy, deh?”

- "Ah deh,” in truth he was a little busy because he was doing the work of several people.  Still, he wasn’t complaining.

- “We’re prepared to consider the building Chi geonchugga and Mina-ssi have scouted.  Also, Na want to purchase land on which to build.  We need moderately priced housing in Seoul and Na think I’ve found a way to get it without sacrificing quality.”

- “Majayo," Chi TaeYoung said.  "Jeaga looking forward to hearing your ideas.”

Ilana didn’t really eat last she was at the restaurant over a year ago, this time she ordered entirely too much food.  Figuring it was acceptable to share, she ordered a crunchy almond pecan waffle, a chocolate crepe, cream cheese n mozzarella bake pancake, French toast, eggs and a pitcher of orange juice.  Needless to say, Ilana and Mina were full just looking at all the food, leaving poor TaeYoung to finish most of it.

- “Tell me about the building in Jongno?  Ilana tried to make conversation so that she didn’t fall asleep from all the food she ate."

-"Mina-ssi had gone on an errand when she noticed the sign.  She called me, and we did some investigating.   It's fairly well maintained, nothing wrong with the infrastructure and even the cosmetic is decent."  TaeYoung explained.  "The building owner has not had the cash flow to make minimal repairs lately, some tenants have already moved out.  It's a good neighborhood with the police department nearby."

Mina remained quiet, only listening.  Hoping for more excuses to go into that neighborhood, she really wanted this to work out.

- "What's the catch?"

TaeYoung smiled.  "That might or might not be a problem."  Ilana nodded her head for him to continue.  "The owner has gambling debts and needs cash right away."

- "Does he have a family?"  A plan was forming in Ilana's head.

 - "Mollahyo?"

 - "Let's make an appointment with this man and his family, if he has one.  Instead of this being a problem, it's a win-win situation."

After breakfast, Ilana was given a tour of the office.  They hadn't moved in when she and Jihoo had come for a visit.  It felt strange to have an office of her own.  How often would she sit in it?  But it was useful for any of the company elders who would inevitably come and visit.  TaeYoung's office was actually much larger due to needing room for blueprints and meetings with contractors and other construction teams.  Mina's desk was just outside the two offices.  Once the marketing side was fully operational, she would have her own office.  There was a sitting area and a small kitchenette.  Restrooms were down the hall.  "TaeYoung-ssi, Mina, you did well.  This is a very nice office."

- "We're using this as the model for the rest of the building, if Ilana-ssi does not mind."

- "Anieyo!  We're at 75% capacity, deh?"

- "Deh, we were only at fifty when ILC group purchased it."

- "Na think we make a great team!  Park JungMin has been successfully getting us leads for the Korean market in Los Angeles.  KCon and the LA Korea Festival will be up soon, we're planning on sponsoring a portion of it.  We already advertise for the 626 Night Market.  We're doing very well, praise God."

The three locked the office and toured the rest of the building.  TaeYoung had steadily made sure everything was up to date.  From plumbing, to electrical, to elevators.

- "Ilana..." Mina began as they went suite by suite, floor by floor.

 - "Deh?"

- "Do you plan on seeing your friends while you're here?"

- "Na believe Mina-ssi is bored with only my wife and me for company," TaeYoung smiled.

- "Anieyo!  TaeYoung-ssi, naega very grateful you opened your home to me until my apartment was ready," which would be very soon.

- "Gwenchanayo, Mina?  Are you adjusting well?"  Ilana asked with some concern.

- "Ah, deh!  I was just curious."

- "Actually, na have to get in contact with them.  Na don't have time to visit KyuJongie Oppa hajiman maybe HyungJun Oppa and the yeoja."  Ilana still didn't know where she and YoungSaeng stood with their friendship.  He walked her down the aisle and disappeared most of the night.  "Nampyon is going fishing with Harabeoji on Saturday.  We'll go visit then, arraso?"

- "Deh, choahyo."

A few hours later, they were finished touring the building and they entered the conference room they had created in the building.  It was available for all the businesses in the building for a nominal fee that was added to their rent.  This way, they could have meetings with outside clients in a more intimate setting.  The conference room also boasted a kitchenette complete with refrigerator, water cooler with hot and cold water, instant ramyun and other snacks and of course a Keurig coffee maker, K Cups, sugar, and creamer.  The extra rent more than covered the amenities.

Soon, their attorney arrived along with four others, all men.  Dealing with men in the U.S. was easy, in South Korea, not so much.  She greeted everyone formally and turned the meeting over to Chi TaeYoung, telling them a little about his current role in the company and the current projects as well as the projected profit margin.

Mina was able to speak next.  "ILC Group is designed to be a superstore of services for a business, from its construction to marketing its product to the public.  I have been able to create successful marketing plans for some of our tenants."  She presented a slideshow of different ads and flyers both in print and on the internet.  "How do we know we are successful?” She asked.  "It was our company ad in the architectural digest that brought you, gentleman, here.  I'm sure the attorney has already told you, we are not in the angel (beginning) phase and we don't need your investment to start the business.  We aren't entirely in the venture (about middle) phase either.  With today's global economy, doing business in the Republic is much like doing business in Latin America or Europe.  We do not need your operational assistance but will value your managerial know-how in the Republic.  And finally, gentleman your capital will help us reach our long-term goals that much faster."

Ilana was impressed; she knew she had picked Mina for a reason.  She stood confidently giving her presentation with an attitude of 'you need us, we don't need you.'  The extra capital would help the company grow faster but truly they could do well without the investors.  It was her idea that it would help cement a trust between ILC Group and the people of the Republic.  She had been gauging reactions and So far it was positive.  They had been at it for almost two hours and it was now past two P.M.  Lunch would be arriving shortly.  "Gentleman," Ilana said.  "Lunch will be arriving any minute.  We can resume the formal presentations after we eat.  Feel free to continue asking questions."

The atmosphere relaxed as everyone ate.  Ilana poured many drinks, as were poured for her; she and Mina knew the etiquette well.  The men slowly opened as they partook of the soju and fruit juice Ilana had ordered.  Ilana asked about themselves, such as their experience and also of their families and home.  Every culture likes to boast about their children.  The men were of varying ages.  They were approximately in their late forties, fifties and one younger man who couldn't keep his eyes off Mina.  "Mina yang (Miss Mina), are you married?"  It was the father of the younger man.

- "Anieyo, Rim-ssi (Mr. Rim)."

- "Perhaps adul would enjoy giving you a tour of the city, later."

- "I would enjoy that very much," the son stated.

Mina looked like she wanted to be swallowed by the ground.  Ilana decided to try and help.  "Well, perhaps as we begin our business relationship, the two unmarried ones will have a chance to get to know each other."

TaeYoung stifled a laugh.

She hadn't meant to use Mina as bait, but it at least got Mina of the hook from having to go on a marriage date as soon as their meeting was over, and it established their future as business associates.

They had taken their time eating and getting to know each other.  Then Ilana stood for the final presentation of the History of ILC Group, her involvement and her goals for completing her Father's vision of becoming a global name.  "So, as you gentleman can see, I draw experience from my youth.  I was trained at the company from a very young age and my Father's goals are my own."  She had handed them all the data on ILC Group's profitability in every country as well as her growth plan.  Ilana was given a generous budget, for the expansion but she wasn't going to disclose the total amount.  Not until they were willing to put in their money as well.  "I will be traveling back and forth between the United States and the Republic.  Chi geonchugga is my Chief Operating Officer and has been serving me well these four months."

The oldest businessman had a burning question to ask.  It would make all the difference to his willingness to invest in the company.  "Is it true you are related by marriage to the F4?"

Ilana didn't really know how to answer the question.  She didn't want his investment because of who she was married to.  The culture was different in South Korea, it was all about who you knew or related too.  "If you're referring to my husband's childhood friends, then yes I am."

The other three men remained silent also curious.  Even so, they were still willing to invest, the numbers spoke for themselves.

- "Will they be investing also?"  That could be good or bad.  Good, the cash flow would increase tremendously but bad if they decide to dominate the business and block out any other investors.

Ilana was trying not to get irritated.  "Ajussi, this is my family's company.  Its success belongs to my people not, my husband and his chingu.  Why would they have any business in it?  My husband gives me his support as my husband but has his own ventures to keep him occupied."  The man nodded.  "The reason you are all here is to expand my Father's vision in truly making this a global company.  The time is now, I can move forward with or without you.  There are many Korean American's that would like to invest in their home country, but my aim is to establish a relationship with the people in the country."

After she properly answered his question, more appropriate questions were asked of all of them.  It was past six when they finally went over the contract.  The Father and son team were the first to agree to the terms.  The other two took little longer asking questions of the attorney present.

Jihoo had been just as busy with his own staff and board members that the time flew by.  It was seven P.M. by the time he picked up Ilana in front of her office building.  TaeYoung had work to do outside of their office and Mina had a final draft to deliver.  Ilana had been left alone trying to keep awake.  Leaning against a pillar, she was asleep with her eyes open when Jihoo pulled up to the curb.  Since she hadn't noticed him, he got out of the car and walked toward her.  "Sarang!"  He called to her as her gaze was fixed in the opposite direction from him.  She didn't respond immediately, and he called again.  "Sarang!"

By the time she reacted he was right next to her.  "Aish!"  She jumped, not expecting anyone to be right next to her.  Jihoo was grinning as he pulled her into his embrace.  "Yoon Jihoo, you scared me!"  She smacked his arm, but then gladly leaned her head on his chest and hugged him as hard as she could.

- "Mianhae, it was not my intention to frighten you," she felt nice in his arms and squeezed her just as tightly.  "Did you have a good day?"

- "Mm...pigonhaeyo..."  She had her eyes closed and was quite comfortable at the moment.  She would not have a problem sleeping standing up.

- "Kaja, Sarang," he lifted her away from him.  "Harabeoji wants us home for dinner.  I'm surprised he's coming home early."

- "Annbegopah (Not hungry)!"  Ilana pouted as Jihoo guided her to the car.

- "Sarang needs to eat.  You can't sleep yet."

- "Nampyon is cruel," Ilana grumpily got in the car with a smiling Jihoo.

Their home wasn't too far away, just on the outskirts of Seoul, but in traffic, it took roughly twenty minutes.  He saw her head bobbing up and down trying to keep her eyes open.

Jihoo was a little upset she hadn't relayed any information about her day.  He took his right hand and squeezed her knee, making her yelp.  "I'm awake!  I'm awake!  Chincha!"

Jihoo laughed at his poor wife.  He didn't know if she'd ever get used to flying.  "How was your day?  Did you accomplish what you set out to do?"  He had prayed for her at the start of her meeting.

Ilana groaned and rubbed her eyes, most traces of makeup gone.  Not that Jihoo cared, he liked her without.  "Deh," she smiled.  "I almost had to throw Mina into the bargain," she laughed remembering the Father/son team.  "But we picked up three investors; our attorney has all the contracts.  We’ll be negotiating that other building tomorrow in J-Jo..." she yawned loudly, despite reaching to cover .  Tears leaked from her eyes.  "Jongno!  Mianhae," she rubbed her eyes again.  "We'll be looking into purchasing vacant land, suitable for building apartments."

- "Sarang, nae sarang," he smiled at her and rubbed a sleepy tear from her eye.  "Naega proud of you, Abeojim would be too."

- "Chincha?"

He saw her perk up at the mention of her Father.  "Ara that's all you've ever wanted; to be a good daughter.  Deh, Sarang.  Nado only wanted to be a good son.  Sarang gave me hope that it was possible.  Ani, we gave each other hope."

- "Gomawo," she kissed her fingertips and placed them on his cheek.

At dinner, Ilana had Harabeoji chuckling as she recounted the blatant matchmaking attempt of the Father for his son.  "I thought poor Mina was going to die."

- "What did you tell them, child?"

- "I immediately made it sound as if they had already agreed to invest in the company; therefore, Mina and the son had an excuse to get to know each other."

- "Did Mina appreciate your efforts on her behalf?"  Jihoo asked.

- "Anieyo!"

"Seriously?!"  Mina had yelled once TaeYoung had left.  "You don't really expect me to go on a date with that guy?"

- "Only if you want to, he's not bad looking and has money.  Should I call and ask your Dad?"

"Ilana!  Don't you dare!"

Even Jihoo couldn't help laughing at the picture.  Having been the subject of many matchmaking attempts, he knew it was not amusing whatsoever.  "I'm surprised Chi geonchugga (architect Chi), has not attempted anything yet.  She's been here three months; Harabeoji would have set up a date for her the first week."

- "Jeongmal Harabeoji?"  Ilana laughed.

- "Anieyo, na think I'll leave that to the professionals from now on.  My first attempt with Jihoo failed and it took you two more than a year to get married."

Though Harabeoji was teasing, Ilana felt bad for having grieved everyone.  "Jwasongmnida Harabeoji."

- "Aigoo, ara it was God's timing.  Whatever any of us did or didn't do, the end result most likely would have been the same."

- "Deh, Sarang," Jihoo re-assured her when she looked to him for confirmation,

- "All will be forgiven when I see my first great-grandchild," Harabeoji's eyes twinkled in amusement.

Ilana suddenly became interested in her food.

- "Harabeoji, your great-grandchild will come when it's ready and not because everyone is pressuring us."

- "Atch!  So sensitive, you won't produce your heir like that."

Ilana quickly stood, her face the color of the apples in front of her.  "I'll pick up some of these dishes."

- "Harabeoji!"  Jihoo was getting exasperated.  " Sarang, Na will help you."

Harabeoji was unrepentant of his teasing.

 - "Gwenchana, Sarang?"  Jihoo asked when they were in the kitchen.

 - "Deh, ara Harabeoji is just teasing.  As long as...you're okay?"  Ilana couldn't face him with her flaming face.

Ilana was facing the sink and Jihoo turned her to him.  "Sarang!  It's only been three months," he kissed her slight pout.  "Dtal (daughter) isn't ready to come yet, deh?"  He kissed her again, rubbing a hand up and down her arm.  "We can try telling her palli," he nibbled and tasted her lips before moving to her tongue.  She made that sighing noise at the back of .

Ending the kiss, he cupped her cheek.  "It's past nine, Na will distract Harabeoji and Sarang...can get ready for bed," he whispered suggestively.

Ilana nodded, unable to find her voice.  She ran off cheeks flaming.

July 15, 2015

The alarm woke Ilana at seven A.M.  She felt her eyelids were glued shut.  The music was getting louder and louder.  In a panic to stop the noise, she dropped her phone.  "Aish!"  She mumbled under her breath.

- "Sarang, gwenchana?"  Jihoo's voice was husky with sleep.

- "Deh, Sarang, go back to sleep."  A heavy arm shot out from under the blanket and pulled her back against him.

- "I'm awake now," his voice sent little vibrations down her neck, swirling around her s, to her stomach and down to her toes.

- "Sarang..., I have to get ready," she said breathlessly.

 - "Ani...," he had been placing damp kisses on her neck and shoulder and was now blowing on her skin.

Ilana's head was still in the clouds from his activities at her neck, when she felt the spaghetti strap of her cotton gown being slipped off her shoulder and the entire process of kissing and blowing was being repeated.  It seemed like every inch of skin was tingling and he only touched a small corner.

She sighed unable to withstand the pleasurable tingling.  Jihoo sat up, smiling.  "Annyeong hashiminika," he said, before claiming her lips and teasing the other strap.

They had ended the kiss to breathe, "Sarang...isn't...being fair," Ilana said out of breath.

- "Deh," Jihoo had begun kissing and blowing at her collarbone and below.  "Na have to charge Sarang another deposit."

Ilana breathed in heavily, "w-wae?"

- "Someone was asleep when I got back to the room last night."

Once he had entered the room, he found her sound asleep.  Nothing was going to wake her up.  He'd gotten ready for bed and snuggled in next to her pulling her close.

Jihoo gave her a light kiss, "Sarang was going to give me all the attention I required, ah?" His wife didn't stir.  "Ara you're tired," he kissed her again and was soon fast asleep himself.

- "Nae?"

- "Deh."

- "M-mianhae??"  His tongue was enjoying itself inflicting little on her chest down to the 'V' in between.  "M-mianhae, chin-chincha?"  

Still trailing wet kisses, Jihoo began to torment one with his fingers.  He didn't need to handle his wife roughly; he could pleasure her with the lightest touches.  It didn't take long for her to be squirming under him, wanting more.  Abruptly, he stopped what he was doing to lightly kiss her lips, she tried pushing forward to kiss him back, but he wouldn't let her.  She would definitely be late to work if they went any further.  Jihoo sat up and pulled completely away from her, leaving her confused.  He chuckled, "na would not let you out of bed until we were both satisfied hajiman we have work to do."

- "Nampyon is cruel," she glared at him.

- "Na just wanted to make sure you remember not to fall asleep tonight."  He slipped her straps back onto her shoulders.  "Anae can use the shower first, Na don't think it's wise if we shower together right now."

- "Omo!"  She smacked his leg and headed for the shower.

Jihoo dropped Harabeoji at the clinic, having the driver take Ilana.  She protested as usual:

"I can take a cab, it's not far."

- "Sarang, I'd feel better knowing someone I trust is dropping you off."  He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her firmly.

The driver had arrived, and he sent her off blushing to the office again.

Jihoo smiled as he drove, remembering their morning.  He hadn't heard Harabeoji asking him a question.  "Jihoo-yah!"  Harabeoji called again.

- "Oh?  Harabeoji, mianhae.  My mind must've been pre-occupied with the day ahead of me."

Harabeoji chuckled, "or the morning and night behind you."

- "Waeyo Harabeoji?"  Jihoo tried ignoring his Grandfather's teasing.

- "Anieyo.  Jihoo has the look of a man in love."

- "Oh?"

- "Nomu.  Jihoo Anae too.  Her eyes dance at the sound of your voice.  Na can tell when you've kissed her.  Her eyes will be shining and her face the same shade as pomegranate."

Jihoo chuckled to himself, he knew that look of hers as well.  It was his pleasure to make her blush.

- "Jihoo Appa and Umma were the same way, you know.  Jihoo Umma was always smiling and occasionally Na would catch Jihoo Appa with his head in the clouds, just like adul."

Jihoo smiled brightly.  He had so little memories of his parents but every now and then, Harabeoji would paint a picture for him with words.  "Kansamnida for the memory, Harabeoji."  They drove up to the clinic.  "Here you are.  Will Harabeoji be leaving the clinic early again today?"

- "Hokshina (perhaps)."

- "Harabeoji, gwenchanayo?  It's not like you to leave the clinic so early."

- "Na want to enjoy my Grandson and Granddaughter, is that a crime?"

- "Anieyo."  Jihoo still thought it odd but said no more.

JanDi too had just pulled up and was waving at them.  "Annyeong hashiminika!"  She called out.

Harabeoji exited the car and Jihoo called out to JanDi, "I'll be meeting the guys for lunch today or tomorrow.  They haven't figured out their schedules yet."

- "Sunbae means nae nampyon hasn't figured it out yet.  I'll get secretary Jang to schedule it for him."

- "Gomawo," Jihoo waved to her and Harabeoji.

- "Jeon haru dwaseyo (have a nice day)."

Harabeoji and JanDi watched Jihoo drive away and then a patient walked up to them.  The clinic was officially open for the day.

The Yoon family driver insisted he was given orders to drive ILC Group anywhere they needed to go.  Seeing as Chi TaeYoung used his personal car the previous day, she relented.  Even if she reimbursed him money for his mileage, she did not want to treat him as her personal driver.  Brendon was her personal driver, but she never treated him that way, much less any of her other staff.  On their way to Jongno, Ilana was busy looking at the city developer’s specifics regarding the building. "Ilana," Mina interrupted Ilana's thoughts again.

 - "Deh?"

 - "I was just curious; do you have pictures of all your friends on your phone?  Can I see them?"

- "Deh!  I have pictures from the wedding that YiHyun Unnie sent me."  Ilana closed what she was viewing and opened her email.  "We can see them better on the tablet."  TaeYoung was sitting in the row behind them.

The first picture was of Ilana and Jihoo kissing.  "You two are so sweet together," Mina gushed.

- "Gomawo," Ilana blushed, a little.  What could she say?  He meant the world to her.  "Anyway, this is the gang.  From oldest to youngest...you know Kim HyunJoong..."

- "Anieyo," Mina said.  "You know Kim HyunJoong.  And when I think of all the misery that woman has caused him, I want to strangle her.  God forgive me for saying that but jeongmal, Ilana, I want her to hurt as much as she has hurt him."

- "Is it really bad?  I've been praying for him since before my wedding."

- "Jeongmal, Ilana, you don't know?"

- "Anieyo, and I don't need to know all the dirty details to pray for him.  The Lord knows."

- "Dehhh..." Mina sighed, trying to calm down.  "Arraso, I'll calm down.  You're right, the Lord knows and he's hearing our prayers.  Okay, tell me the rest of their names."

- "This is Heo YoungSaeng..."

Mina's mind wandered.  That was the police officer she saw in Jongno, she was sure of it.  She could never forget his voice and he was singing along with a few other officers.  He would never remember her just from a two-minute conversation at Ilana's wedding.  Plus, she was too shy to even approach him.  It was hard enough to tell him he had a beautiful voice.  The wine had to have loosened her tongue, left on her own, she would never have opened .  Her Mother always told her she scared the guys off because she never talked, making her look stiff and uninterested.  Well, the uninterested part was mostly true, Mina thought.

- "This is Kim KyuJong, Emily Wells, Park JungMin, Bae Suzy, Kim HyungJun, and So YiHyun.  Like I said, we can visit with Hyung Jun Oppa and the girls."

-"The building is coming up on the right," Tae Young announced from the back seat.

- "Arraseo," Ilana began to put the tablet away and Mina awoke from her thoughts.  Which were of YoungSaeng; she was sure it had been him.

- "Where are the boys stationed?"

- "Mollahyo?  KyuJongie is at Namson Training Center and that's far from here.  And HyungJun and YoungSaeng oppa are somewhere in Seoul.  We've visited with HyungJun but I couldn't tell you what district and YoungSaeng I really don't know."

Mina had so many questions about YoungSaeng but didn't want to give anything away.  "And HyunJoong is in Paju."

- "Oh?  Where's that?"  Ilana asked, not knowing anything about HyunJoong's army life.

- "Are you kidding me?!  How can you not know anything?!"

Ilana’s eyes widened in surprise at Mina's strong response.  The driver had already stopped the car and was opening the door for his passengers.  Ilana noticed TaeYoung's sharp 'don’t talk to the boss like that' look directed at Mina.

 - "Mianhamnida, Ilana-ssi," Mina said when they were getting out of the car.  "It's just, you know him personally and you don't know him at all."

Ilana laughed, "I never claimed to know him well and I still call him HyunJoong-ssi."

- "Oh," this time Mina laughed.  "It's a very honorable assignment and a very dangerous one."  They were entering the building.  "He's a border patrol."

- "Mwo?  Why isn't he doing police work with YoungSaeng and Maknae?"

- "That's Kim HyunJoong."

Ilana thought of their conversation on the ship.

- “I tried to be someone else for a while, it didn’t work for me.  I hope it works for you some time.”

 - “Ilana-ssi, one of these days I will.  Just for a day, I won’t be HyunJoong and I’ll let Ilana-ssi know how it goes."

 - "Is this how you're doing it HyunJoong?  You're now Kiyakaka, the border patrol?  No longer Kim HyunJoong, the idol?"  This explained much of the nervousness she felt when she prayed for him.  "He'll be alright; it can't be any more rigorous than being an idol?"  Ilana half believed her statement.  If anyone could do it, it was Kim HyunJoong.  From the little she did know of him, he was an all or nothing type of person.  If he wanted to be a border patrol agent, he would be the best one.

Mina groaned and rolled her eyes at her and Ilana laughed.   In the back of her mind, she wondered just how far Paju was from the house.

The ILC Group team, along with Attorney Lee and the building owner toured the building floor by floor.  It was a modest 12 stories building off Insadong-Il, compared to the 33 story Jongno tower nearby.  Once done, they stepped into the owner's office.

Jihoo decided to surprise Harabeoji and JanDi for lunch.  He knew they'd want to visit the porridge shop where JanDi had worked through her days at Shinwah.

- "Sunbae!  What a surprise!"

Jihoo saw the examining room door open but not his Grandfather.  "Where's Harabeoji?"

- "It was quiet and, so he stepped out for a walk."

- "Ah, I came to invite you both for lunch."

- "Sunbae, I brought us lunch today, would you care for some?"

- "Close up the clinic and I'll find Harabeoji.  He couldn't have gone far."

- "Deh."

It took Jihoo about ten minutes but soon saw his Grandfather walking toward Him.  "Harabeoji-ah!"  Jihoo ran to him.  For some reason, he thought he was using his can more than usual.  It was also very warm out; Harabeoji should not be straining himself.  "Where did you go in this heat?"

Harabeoji caught his breath for a little before answering.  "There's a tree with a nest of birds down the way.  Na like to sit and watch them for a little while.  Hajiman Jihoo-ah is right.  It's very hot, let's get back inside."

- "Deh Harabeoji."

Upon their return to the clinic, Harabeoji immediately poured water for the three of them to drink with their lunch.  "The heat feels good on these old bones, child."

- "Ah, Harabeoji is not old," JanDi said.

Harabeoji laughed.  "Deh, JanDi-ah, some days more than ever.  It's been over ten years since I met you, child.  You are now married, with a child of your own."

- "Deh, time flies.  It's been two years that I first saw Ilana at the hospital," Jihoo said with a smile.

- "Sunbae, exactly how did she catch your attention?"

- "Hokshinah it was before she had begun to work at the hospital.  I believe she had come for an interview and she missed her step rummaging through her purse for something.  I righted her, picked up everything that fell from her purse, and left.  She had gloves in her purse and I wondered why she had gloves with her in the middle of July."  Jihoo smiled as he remembered.

- "Typical Sunbae.  Sunbae told me, she was always getting in trouble?"

- "Deh, Na ran into her constantly.  Especially when I wanted quiet time, she was always there.  Not unlike someone else I know."

JanDi laughed, happy that everything had fallen into place for her precious Sunbae."  I knew I liked her from the beginning for a reason."

- "Ah Deh!"  Harabeoji agreed.  "She was the perfect mix of stubborn and sweet.  Enough to catch Na Grandson's eye."

- "Anieyo," Jihoo mused.  "Hokshina, at first, it made me curious, but it was her smile that kept me going back."

- "Wau!  Na Sunbae is so in love!"

- "Yesu is gracious, deh adul?"

- "Deh Harabeoji."

They spent over an hour laughing, eating, and reminiscing about old times.  Memories that were once painful were now dismissed as amusing stories.  "Old things have passed away; behold all things have become new."  Jihoo mused as he drove back to the office.  He wondered if that meant how you viewed your past as well.  They could all look at their past now as trivial but at the time it was painful to the point of being crippling.

Arriving at the office, Jihoo received a text message; a smile split his face to see it was from his wife.

Ilana:  Doing well, should be done early, meet you at your office later and we'll pick up Harabeoji on the way home.

Jihoo:  Is Anae giving orders?"

Ilana giggled as they were leaving the building.

Ilana:  Deh!  Saranghae.  <3

Jihoo:  Aegyo doesn't work on me.

Ilana:  Deh!  Gotta go before I trip and nampyon is not here to pick me up.
 - "Ilana, who are you texting with that huge grin on your face?"  Mina teased and even TaeYoung had to laugh.

- "Anieya?"

- "Yeah right."  They were walking to the car, where the driver was parked when Mina spotted policeman.  She wondered if a certain policeman was with the group.  "Ilana look!  Policeman!"

- "What about Policeman?"

- "Oh, Ilana can we please wait a few minutes?  Last time I was here they sang."

- "Chincha?"  She looked at TaeYoung.  "Does TaeYoung-ssi have any appointments?  Or can we watch to see if they sing."

- "I don't have a specific appointment to keep.  If it's the Honbogan unit, then they travel all throughout Seoul performing.  Mina-ssi saw them here before?"

- "Deh Chi geonchugga (architect Chi), that’s how I discovered the building for sale."

They walked closer and it appeared that they were going to sing.  What Ilana wasn't prepared for, was to see YoungSaeng as the lead singer.  "Omo!  That's YoungSaeng Oppa!"  They were far enough back where he wouldn't see her.

- "Ilana-ssi knows one of the singers?"  TaeYoung asked.

- "Deh," Ilana said.  She and Mina had quickly become lost in his beautiful tenor voice.

They all clapped enthusiastically as the first song was over.  They sang acapella and no amplification.  It was wonderful to see her favorite Oppa singing and smiling.  The group sang about 5 songs, making it a thirty-minute performance.  It seemed they performed in that spot once a week.

- "Does Ilana-ssi want to greet her acquaintance?"  TaeYoung asked.

Ilana hesitated; she didn't know where they stood.  He came to her wedding, he walked her down the aisle, but what did it all mean?  Were they still on break?  He said he would see her in 2016, but he came to the wedding?  "No, that was only a temporary reinstatement," she thought.  Had things been back to normal, he wouldn't have avoided her most of the evening and the next morning.  Ilana shook her head, "A-anieyo, Chi geonchugga (architect Chi), Na don't want to bother him while he's working."  She chickened out.

- "Hokshina he has a day off before you leave," Mina offered.  Her palms were a little sweaty.  It was very warm out, but she didn't think that was the reason.  She really wanted to meet him again but wasn't confident enough to go up to him.  She hadn't dated many men, mostly friends of her parents.  The other corporate kids as they called themselves.  They'd all grown up together, some even tried dating each other but they were all just like siblings or close cousins.  Nothing could come of it.

Ilana left the office somewhere close to six.  TaeYoung needed to meet with a client.  He had begun to pick up a few accounts as lead architect.  Ilana had told him by the end of the year she would be able to hire him another architect.  For now, some of his workload would switch to the previous owner of their new building in Jongno.  That was part of the settlement.  She would have his debt negotiated and paid directly by Attorney Lee to his creditors.  In return, he would work for her and she would be depositing his pay in an account that only his wife had access to.  Ilana had the driver take Mina to TaeYoung's house and she would get Jihoo to pick her up.  "I'll see you tomorrow," the two hugged freely now that TaeYoung wasn't there.

- "Deh, it was a good day, we're spending money but we're also making it.  I owe you and TaeYoung very much. "

- "Mollah (whatever)," Mina responded before getting into the vehicle.

Jihoo pulled in just seconds later.  Getting out of the car to open her door, he gave her a lingering kiss in greeting.  "Annyeong anae."

- "Annyeong to you too!"

- "How was your day?"

- "Choahyo," she yawned behind her hands.

- "It's not seven yet, Sarang.  Let's pick up Harabeoji and head out to dinner."

- "Arraseo."

The temperature was still in the mid-seventies at nine P.M.  Harabeoji had insisted on Samgyetang for dinner.  The heat of the soup was supposed to counteract the heat of the weather.  "Mollahyo Harabeoji," Ilana said as they walked in the door.  "The air conditioning in the house feels wonderful.  The hot soup didn't really work."

Harabeoji laughed, "sohn-nya (granddaughter) mind needs to believe she will be refreshed."

- "Deh Harabeoji, na will take your word for it.  At the moment, I want to get ready for bed."

- "Jaljaeyo kids."

- "Anyeonghi jumuseyo!"  Jihoo and Ilana both bowed.

Ilana lay sleepily on top of Jihoo's chest.  She was tired, but her brain was still working.  Jihoo had invaded her bath time.  One would think if two persons are bathing at the same time, then you would be done in the time it takes one person.  Ilana was finding out that wasn't the case.  Their showers took two or three times as long.  They ended up finishing what they had begun in the bath outside of the bath and now lay in a kind of drunken hazy state, where everything is wonderful, and everything makes you laugh.

When the fog was beginning to lift, Ilana remembered YoungSaeng.  "Sarang, we saw Saengie Oppa today.  I didn't know if it would be appropriate to approach him or not, eottokhae?"

- "Sarang...give him more time.  HyungJun-ssi will probably tell him we’re in town, anyway."

- "Deh..." Ilana slid herself off his chest.  "Saranghaeyo," she said before leaning in for a teasing kiss.  One that she knew, he wouldn't let her get away with.

When he took her teasing to his fill, he easily flipped her onto her back and attacked her lips and neck all over again.

- "Saranghaeyo," Jihoo said, once his wife was asleep.

July 17, 2015

Ilana had accomplished all she had set out to do, on this trip.  The jet lag had finally subsided, and she felt more like herself again.  "I'm looking forward to seeing JanDi and GaEul again," Ilana said as they pulled up to the Gu family mansion.   "I feel I'm not as comfortable with them as I am JaeKyung."

- "Deh, JaeKyung has that kind of talent," Jihoo laughed.  A footman came and opened each of their doors.  "Kaja," Jihoo took her arm.  "Relax, they are normal yeoja just like you."

- "Deh but what of their husbands?”  Ilana laughed suddenly.  “Jihoo-yah, I sound like Lady Catherine Deburg in ‘Pride and Prejudice’.”

Jihoo smiled at her comparison and bent to give her a light kiss to stop her worrying.  They had just stepped in the door.  "Yah!!"  Gu JunPyo's voice boomed.  Ilana stepped back guiltily; Jihoo gave his best friend an irritated look.  As much as Jihoo showed his feelings.  Only Ilana could tell what he was thinking.  The F4 could read him only when he wanted them too.  "Chincha?  Do you two have to do that in my house?  It's like having WooBin and JaeKyung back again."

Ilana was bright red.

- "Hangyong-hamnida!"  JanDi welcomed them.  "Nampyon just doesn't want to imagine his chingu doing what he does."

- "Deh!  Na don't want to picture you two either," YiJung said.  He and GaEul had come in behind them.

- "Hajima!"  JunPyo did not want to think or imagine what his friends did in the privacy of their own home.  Obviously, they did something to impregnate their wives, but he didn't want to go there.  He shook his head warding off the chill that had crawled up his arm.

YiJung and Jihoo laughed at their friend, GaEul and JanDi rolled their eyes at each other and Ilana stood in the middle of the two groups trying not to get involved.  "GaEul-ah?  You're pregnant?"  Jihoo was the first to notice.  "Chukahae!"  He gave YiJung a manly slap on the back.

- "Chukahae!"  Ilana also congratulated GaEul.  "Na thought something looked different but I wasn't sure?"  GaEul merely looked like she had gained a little weight, not that she was pregnant.

- "How far along?"  Jihoo asked.

- "This is all your fault," GaEul motioned to Jihoo and Ilana.

- "Eottoke?"  Jihoo asked.

- "It's been four months Jihoo ajubeonim (brother in law).  She was conceived the week of your wedding."

- “Wau!  Sarang, our wedding was a blessing in so many ways,” Ilana was happy for GaEul but also disappointed in herself.

- "Greon, you see how it's all your fault?”  GaEul pouted cutely.

- "Where is JeongYul?  Is he excited about having a dongsaeng?"  Ilana asked.

- "He runs straight to InHei's playroom when he comes.  Deh, he is excited.  He very much enjoyed playing with Kim Jaejoong dtal (daughter) and wants to have his own yeodongsaeng.  And Umma has a baby in her tummy just like Isabel Umma."

- "Let's eat, the table is set," a servant had just advised JanDi of their status.

 - "We'll be stopping by to see them for a few days, I'll let her know her friends in Seoul say hello."

- "InHei and Isabel have been skyping ever since," Gu JunPyo boasted.  "Dtal has above average intelligence like me."

JanDi rolled her eyes while the others chuckled silently.  Ilana grinned as well not knowing that he wasn't joking.

The kids liked to eat on their own when together and would come and greet the adults later.  When they all sat at the table after the customary 'jalmokegetsumnida (I will eat this well)', they began to pass the food around.  Ilana was only slightly disappointed it wasn't Korean food.  After all, she was in Korea and had yet to try every type of dish.  She didn't mean to be disappointed and the food really was delicious, but she had been expecting Korean food.  Unknowingly, she picked at her food.  Everyone was distracted, eating, and talking.  Jihoo leaned over, "gwenchana?"  He said quietly in her ear.

- "Oh?  Deh, waeyo?"

- "Sarang is picking at her food."

- "Chincha?  I didn't know," she was now embarrassed hoping JanDi didn't see.

- "Is something not to your liking?"

- "Deh, deh, it's just...Na was expecting Korean food."

Jihoo smiled, "we'll have Korean food tomorrow."  He worked a shrimp with linguini onto his fork and fed it to his wife.

- "Yeobo!"  GaEul gushed; "look at the newlyweds."

- "Wae?  We can do that too."  YiJung also took a shrimp and linguini onto his fork and fed GaEul with it.

- "Guys!  Come on!"  JunPyo complained.  "Gu JunPyo," JanDi said.  "If you can't beat them, join them."  JanDi was soon following suit and making JunPyo open his mouth for her.

- "See what nampyon started?"  Ilana took a forkful of penne arrabbiata and fed her husband.  They passed the meal feeding each other and laughing about it.

After dinner, the two children came down to have dessert with the adults.  "Annyeong hasseyo!"  The kids greeted loudly.

- "Imo!"  InHei ran right up to Ilana.

While Ilana gave her a tight hug, she lightly scolded.  "Yah, InHei-yah, you should greet Ajussi YiJung and Imo GaEul first?"

- "Gwenchanayo, Ilana-ssi.  InHei-yah sees us all the time."  YiJung pulled her single braid.

- "Ajussi YiJung!"

- "Yah Ajussi, how can you do that to our InHei?"  Jihoo scooped her up into his arms.

JeongYul being a proper little gentleman, bowed to Ajussi JunPyo and Imo JanDi before greeting the 'cooler' relatives.  "Anyeong hasseyo, Ajussi Jihoo, Imo Ilana."

- "Anyeong hasseyo," Jihoo said, bowing with InHei still in his arms.  She let out a delighted squeal.

- "Omo!  JeongYul-ah doesn't have a hug for Imo?"

The look on the toddler's face meant he was just waiting to be asked and ran into her waiting arms.  Ilana gave him a kiss on the cheek.   

 - "Jihoo Sunbae!  Chincha!  You two spoil the kids," JanDi said.  "Just wait until you have your own."

- "Deh," Ilana agreed.  But in her mind, she was asking the Lord 'when?’

- "Let's have dessert!"  JanDi was already taking the tray of gelato from the server.

Ilana smiled at JeongYul, "would you like to sit next to Imo Ilana?"

JeongYul nodded exuberantly, "Deh!"

InHei, feeling left out, cried:  "that's not fair!  Wae can’t I sit with Imo Ilana."

- "InHei-ah sit in between Imo Ilana and Ajussi, does that seem fair?"  Jihoo offered a practical solution.

- "Deh!"  The child beamed at the honor.

- "Masheesuhyo (delicious)!" Ilana made a big fuss for the kids but suddenly she didn't really feel like eating.  This was not lost on her husband, even if he was distracted with the kids.

- "Jihoo and Ilana are naturals with the kids," GaEul teased.

- "Deh, na can hardly wait to see a child of Sunbae," JanDi said.

- "The Yoon heir needs to come soon to play with all his cousins," YiJung added.

- "Yah!  Leave them alone," Gu JunPyo surprised everyone.  "Jihoo is Uissa, he knows what to do.  You guys harassing them won't make it come any sooner."  Truthfully, JunPyo just didn't want the conversation turning to them.  InHei was already seven and she didn't have a sibling.  He and JanDi were both so busy with work and InHei, many times they forgot to make time for themselves.

- "Gwenchana, JunPyo-ssi.  Jihoo always reminds me that his dtal will come when the Lord wants her to."  Ilana repeated the words with more faith than she felt.  She turned to JeongYul who was just about done with his gelato.  "I'm full, you want to trade?"  She whispered and didn't want InHei to get jealous, so she slowly switched their cups as to not draw any attention.  She studied the sweet little boy, he looked like GaEul but had YiJeong's personality.

- "Ilana-yah, what are you doing tomorrow since your namja will be fishing?"

- "Ilana-yah?"  Jihoo tapped her on the shoulder.  She had been observing JeongYul and not listening to the conversation around her.

- "Omo!  Mianhae, I was admiring little JeongYul.  Did you ask me something?"

- "What is Ilana doing tomorrow?"  JanDi smiled at her thinking how sweet Ilana and Jihoo were, they were both so fond of the children.

- "I'll be spending time with my family friend who's working for me here in Seoul and some of my other friends.  We've decided to go into Paju."

- "Mworago?"  Jihoo asked.  This was news to him.

- "JanDi and I would go, if you don't mind?"  GaEul asked.

- "Andwae!"  All three men said at once before JanDi or Ilana could respond.

- "Sarang, what is it?"  Ilana was a little nervous at Jihoo's reaction.

- "Gu JunPyo, wae anieyo?" JanDi asked.

GaEul just looked at her husband for answers.

- "Anae is not going near there, it's dangerous," Gu JunPyo said.

- "Jihoo-yah, is it that dangerous when they have a crafters village and a book village?"

- "Sarang, just recently a mine detonated in the DMZ and maimed two soldiers.  Before that, a few North Korean soldiers were caught crossing the border."

- "Gu JunPyo, people live up there every day.  Na think if they can live there every day, we can visit for a few hours."

- "GaEul-ah is pregnant.  Na won't expose you to that type of scene."

- "So YiJung is acting like an F4 again."

Ilana saw the stern look on her husband’s face, but she could be just as stubborn.  "Sarang, wae do you want to visit a military town?"  Jihoo asked trying for patience.  "There are crafters and bookstores in Seoul.  Wae does Sarang need to travel forty-five minutes for this?"

- "Mina told me Kim HyunJoong was stationed there, Na want to take him and his unit some gifts."

- "Oh?  Ilana-yah what are you thinking of getting?"  GaEul perked up.

- "Na will get secretary Jang to send the gifts, the yeoja don't have to go."

- "Mianhaeyo, Gu JunPyo-ssi, but where is the fun or personal touch in that?  We won't be alone, Na chingu HyungJun will be with us."

- "Choah HyungJun-ssi but it's not appropriate," Jihoo said.

- "Gu JunPyo, what is the difference of people going on specialized tours of the DMZ and us going to visit Paju?"  JanDi asked.

- "Those people are not my wife!"  It was Jihoo that answered.

- "Chincha, Jihoo-yah?  We're going with a police officer, we shouldn't be in danger."

- "Yah GaEul-ah, Na won't have you exposed to a certain area," YiJung said.  "Yong Ju Gol is in Paju and Na don't want anae anywhere near there."

- "What's Yong Ju Gol?"  Ilana asked.

GaEul nodded her head also wanting to know but JanDi answered.  "It's a red-light district."

- "Namja, juseyo?"  Ilana pleaded.  "Wae would we want to go there?"

- "What if you get lost and end up there.  Do any of you know your way in that city?"  YiJung stated.

The women were not going to back down.  "Sarang, JunPyo-ssi, YiJung-ssi, jeongmal?  If only to take something for Kim HyunJoong and come right back?"

The argument continued with the kids wondering who would win.  InHei was used to her parents having 'loud' discussions but not JeongYul.  He placed his little hands over his ears to block out the noise.  Ilana caught the movement from the corner of her eye.  She withdrew her focus on the group and placed it on the child.  "Mianhaeyo," she hugged him.  "Imo and Ajussi-deul are being too noisy?"  She had seen the look of concern on his face.  "A gentle answer turns away wrath," she remembered.  "Mianhaeyo, we've let this discussion get out of hand.  Can't we come up with a solution?"

There was an audible tension in the car ride back home.  The solution was to take the Shinwa limo and a car full of bodyguards and they were only allowed to stay for two hours.  Long enough to deliver the gifts and walk the crafter’s village and leave.

Jihoo's thoughts were with Ilana going into Paju the next day and Ilana's thoughts were on babies.  JaeKyung and GaEul were both pregnant and Abigaíl just had JaeWook.  She couldn't help but wonder when it would be her turn.  She was starting to fear the day would never come.

-"Unnie?  What does it feel like to be pregnant?"  Ilana asked GaEul, when no one else was around.  JanDi had gone to request more beverages.

- "Right now, it feels good.  You're tired from the morning sickness the first trimester, you begin to feel normal during the second trimester, and the third you begin to feel tired again, but you start to feel the baby move and that's always exciting.  Especially for Abeoji, it's their way of connecting with the baby.  Jihoo will be a daeback appa, don't worry.  Omo!"  GaEul got excited for a second.  "Is Ilana-yah...?"

Ilana shook her head 'no' in alarm, not wanting any unnecessary rumors.  "Anieyo!  I was just wondering."

- "It's different for everyone.  If you ask JanDi, she was sick through her entire pregnancy.  Don't be too scared," GaEul teased.

- "Scared of what?"  JanDi had come back with a tray of iced tea.

- "Ilana's nervous at getting pregnant," GaEul said.

- "Anieyo!  GaEul Unnie, Na was just asking."

- "Ilana-yah, Gwenchanayo, the hardest part is getting pregnant and the delivery.  Everything else is not that hard."

- "Says the one who had a honeymoon baby," Gaeul retorted.  "Don't listen to her."

- "Yah!  I had to take my medical license exam having a three-month-old."  JanDi had lost her study companion to the military upon his graduation, which came just after her and JunPyo's wedding.

If JanDi had a honeymoon baby, Ilana wondered how long it took Gaeul to get pregnant.  She was too afraid to find out.

Upstairs, a similar conversation had been happening.

Jihoo tucked InHei and JeongYul into InHei's bed and had played a lullaby for the two kids.  JanDi, having had a little brother was stricter than GaEul was.  Especially with bedtime.  JeongYul adored his Noona and usually wanted to cuddle for a little while even if he wasn't sleepy...yet.

Jihoo was smiling widely as he left the room and met up with JunPyo and YiJung in the nursery/playroom.  This was the tradition, especially when YiJung was also present.

- "Na think Jihoo has Appa envy, look at that smile," YiJung teased.

Jihoo couldn't deny it.  Whenever he looked at InHei, he tried to picture a little girl of his own.  One that would look just like Ilana.  "Anieyo.  Ara we'll have a girl first.  She'll come when she's ready.  Appa and Umma can continue to enjoy each other’s company alone until she comes."

YiJung laughed and JunPyo groaned.  "JunPyo acts like he doesn't know how babies are made," YiJung laughed.

- "Na just don't need to know what chingu do with their anae," he said in mock disgust.

"JunPyo has a point, Na don't need to know any details," Jihoo said.

- "Deh, deh!"  YiJung scoffed.  Back in their Shinwah days, it was always he and WooBin who shared notes.  They were the F4 Casanova and Don Juan; no conquest was too difficult for them.  Until Gaeul and JaeKyung stepped into their lives.  He knew his friend and wife had cheated.  As for he and Gaeul, all he could say was they saved the best for last.  "It's weird being an adult.  We're all married, three have kids and we'll be going for our second.  When Jihoo and Ilana have theirs a new F4 will be formed."

They had walked into JunPyo's office and he poured them all a drink.  "Here's to them not making the same mistakes we did," JunPyo raised his glass.  "Gombae!"

Jihoo and Ilana had arrived home and got ready for bed.  Ilana was too busy thinking of her conversation with GaEul and JanDi to realize her husband was still not too happy about her going to Paju the next day.  She tried to snuggle up to Jihoo, but something didn't feel right.  She felt him tense, when he was usually relaxed.  He didn't kiss her goodnight or bring her closer with his arm around her.  She was in a tense mood herself and she really needed him now.  She tried to pray for peace, but it was hard.  Currently, her 'self' was much stronger than her spirit.   "S-sarang?"  She didn't lift her head, she felt herself holding him tight as if in fear, but he didn't try to comfort her.  "Sarang?  Are you asleep?"  She didn't think he was.

- "Deh."

- "Oh," she relaxed her grip a little, but she felt her heart beating abnormally fast and tears threatening to fall.  He'd worn a shirt to bed tonight.  It felt odd under her.  She'd gotten used to the feel of his skin and his scent under her.  All she felt or could smell is the cotton shirt and the soap used to wash it.  It was the complete opposite of comforting.  She remembered Abigaíl had told her in a conversation that babies like to feel skin under them, instead of clothes.  That just made her more upset.  Enough to start jumping to conclusions.  "Could he be upset because his friend is having another baby and I haven't gotten pregnant?"  She felt him let out his breath under her.  Swallowing her fear, she asked "gwe-gwenchana?"

- "Ani," he replied.

He had to be feeling her heart beating wildly against him.  Ilana took a deep breath or she was going to have an anxiety attack.  Sending a silent prayer for help she sat up.  "W-w-waeyo?"  Instead of looking into his eyes, she began placing kisses and running her hand across his chest.

- "Amogotdoyo anieyo pigonhaeyo (I'm tired).  We have to get up early."

Ilana didn't think that was the case.  His words were short, and he wasn't touching her back.  That made her even more fearful.  She continued her kisses, and let her hand wander under his shirt, teasing his stomach at the waist of his pajamas and to the spot he especially liked.  It was only a small relief that he wasn't stopping her.  She wanted his lips, to taste his tongue but wasn't ready to face him.  Nipping at the muscles on his stomach, just barely dipping her fingers under the waistband and his side just above it, back and forth, she heard him hiss inwardly through his teeth.  Emboldened by this, she straddled his legs, surprising him.  It was something she'd never done on her own before.  She teased at his lips with her teeth.  He tried to draw her closer and she pulled back and began torturing his neck "Can-can I-I help you?"  She whispered in his ear and let her tongue tease his earlobe.

Her actions were having the exact desired effect.  Jihoo not only wanted her lips but he suddenly wanted all of her.  His hands began to caress her legs, while Ilana grazed his lips before moving to the other side of his neck.  The hands that were trying to distract her from her mission, began roaming under her nightgown.

She stopped the hand but was very conscious of where she was straddled.  "Not until you tell me what's wrong."

- "Naega angry with you," there wasn't anger in his voice, it was very calm.  Her eyes widened in surprise and tears began to well up.  Jihoo pulled her back down and stole the kiss they both desired.  She wasn't protesting but he held her head with one hand, while the other freely caressed her thighs and bottom, pushing her more firmly against him until they both needed air.  The room was dark, but he could see her confused look.  "Sarang didn't tell me you had plans to go to Paju."

- "I-I didn't think about it.  M-Mianhae."  She ran her hands on his chest and abs, moving to remove the offensive shirt.  It was his turn to block her.

- "If I say, Na don't want you to go, will you still go?"

She began sniffling and shook her head, 'no'.  The tears began to fall.  Jihoo's heart was melting.  He wasn't truly angry.  Just disappointed she hadn't mentioned it to him.  She had told him she was going to spend time with her friends but not that they were going to Paju.  What if something had happened to her?  He pulled her back down to him and nuzzled her cheek with his.

- "Mian-Mianhae...mianhae," her cries were staggered.

- "Yah, yah, Naega just worried.  What if something happened and I didn't know where you were?  Algaesumnida?"

Ilana shook her head in acknowledgment as he rubbed circles on her back and kissed her cheek.

- "Wae do you want to go?  Wae can't you send gifts instead of delivering them in person?"

Ilana shrugged her shoulders.  "Mollah?  He-he went out of his way for me once and he didn't even know me.  He should have - should have been enjoying his vacation, not-not worrying about a stranger's...panic attack.  I-I just thought…it's only 45 minutes away and HyungJun Oppa would love to be able to see his Sunbae or at least drop him off a letter or personalized gift.  And-and I can-can spend time with him and-and the girls at the-the same time.  M-mianhae, S-sarang."  She took in three shallow breaths.  "Mianhae Sarang, Na will call Junnie Oppa and tell him we'll only be able to go shopping.  Mianhae."  She managed to say it all in one breath before the sobbing took back over.

 - "Gwenchana, gwenchana," he began to kiss her alternating between soft and tender to bold and passionately.  His hands resumed their roaming again.  "Gwenchana, hajima."  That statement just instigated further tears.  "Sarang, hajima.  Hajima, Sarang, hajima."  

July 18, 2015

It was one in the morning when the tears finally managed to stop.  She was emotionally exhausted, and he wanted her to get some rest.  "Ja (sleep), Sarang; you’re not going to want to meet your oppa and chingu without proper sleep."

- "Shiro."

Jihoo was relieved that the crying had stopped.  "Wae?  Does sarang want to stay like this until you fall asleep?"

- "Ani."

- "Wae?"  He shifted her slightly, to give her lips a peck.

- "Na... want more...," she wasn't sure if she should ask for what she wanted, actually, needed.  She wanted that night to feel he desired her even if she hadn't gotten pregnant yet.  It was her mind playing tricks on her, but she thought she would be fine if he would just make love to her right then.

- "More of...?"

- "More...," lifting herself up, she kissed him boldly, while moving her hand under his shirt.

- "Chincha?"

She shook her head 'yes' and lifted the offensive shirt up over his face, so he couldn't see her inflamed cheeks.  Taking advantage of his momentary distraction to attack his chest with wet kisses.  This action placed both their sensitive regions in direct contact with each other once again.

It was late, Jihoo had worked all day, he'd had a little to drink at JunPyo's house and he was still recovering from their first argument as a married couple.  Needless to say, it didn't take much to arouse him with his heightened emotions.  "Ooh!” He let out his breath.  Raising his knees slightly, he sat up suddenly with his wife still astride.

- "Ah!"  Ilana grabbed on before she could fall.

- "Anae's turn."  He removed her gown in one swoop and one hand began to take advantage of her bare s, the other steadied her from falling and his tongue made love to hers.

Ilana's alarm went off at eight, Jihoo had completely missed his.  They hadn't fallen asleep until after two that morning.  Neither one had the energy to bother getting up to find their clothes.  They must have fallen asleep instantly after their lovemaking, he really didn't even remember much after cleaning them off with a handkerchief next to the bed.  Thankfully, he always had one there.

At the moment his wife looked amazingly beautiful, even with her eyes a little puffy from crying.  She had a lovely color on her face and looked so peaceful.  He didn't want to wake her up, so he snuggled closer to her.  Even if he and Harabeoji were supposed to have been fishing two hours ago.  It really wasn't about the fishing, so he thought Harabeoji wouldn't mind if he lingered a little longer.  The swell of his wife's s peeked out from under the quilt.  Jihoo leaned over and traced them softly with his lips.  The tangy scent of their lovemaking still clung to her skin.  He really didn't mind at all.  Had they not places to be, he'd make love to her all over again.  He vaguely wondered if something was bothering her last night.  He didn't think that him having been slightly upset at her was enough for such sorrow.  He thought he had an idea, but had no clue how to comfort her.

Jihoo sighed, if he stayed in bed any longer, neither one would be making their activities for the day.  He slowly and carefully rolled out of bed so as not to disturb her.  Finding his pajama pants, he slipped them on and walked into the bathroom for a cold wet washcloth. Returning to the bed just as carefully as he'd gotten out, his poor wife hadn't stirred.  He hated to wake her but they both had plans.  He gently placed the wet towel over her eyes.

Ilana gasped at the feeling of the cold dampness across her face.  Trying to lift her hand to remove it, Jihoo stopped her.  "Sarang, hajima, your eyes are a little swollen."

- "Chincha?  Is it bad?"

- "Jeogumyo, leave it for a few minutes," this gave him extra time to enjoy the feel of his wife in his arms.  He s his arm around her bare waist and entwined his legs with hers.

- "Nampyon, are you trying to keep me from going out today?  And Harabeoji is expecting you."

He was already running his hand up and down her side and across her stomach.  "Harabeoji can wait a little longer."  He lips with his before tickling her neck with his breath, raising gooseflesh across her skin.

- "Sarang," she gasped as a hand moved across her body in time with his tongue on her neck.  She bit her lips as his hand began moving south.  "Sarang, this isn't...fair."  His fingers were dancing where her underwear should have been.

- "Ara," he stopped, leaving Ilana feeling tingly all over.

She let out her breath and removed the towel.  "Jihoo-yah!  I have to get ready and so do you."

- "Deh," he pulled her on top of him.  "Who wanted more last night?"  Ilana blushed all over her body, making him chuckle.  "Deh, Na would love a repeat performance but will settle for one more kiss."

One more kiss took over ten minutes, then he carried her into the bath where they kissed even more.

By the time they were done, the bathroom floor looked like a flood came through.  This was the usual aftermath of their favorite activity.  While still wrapped in a towel, Ilana saw she would never be ready by the time they picked her up.  "Let me call JanDi and tell her, I'll meet them at the mall and to let them know I can't go to Paju with them."

- "Mworago?"

- "Sarang, na promised I wouldn't go."

He smiled at her, "Sarang, gwenchana.  Ka."

- "Anieyo, it will just upset you."

- "Ani...go shopping and take as long as you want in Paju.  Are he must be feeling lonely, away from family and fans.  Also, due to whatever trial he's going through.  Na prayed for your safety and I feel at peace.  Na shouldn't have overreacted."

- "Mianhae, na didn't even think to ask you first," Ilana's voice began to shake.  Her chin began to quiver as the tears began again.  "Yah, Na said you can go and with my blessing."

 - "Gomawo.  Sarang, Gomawo," she hugged him tight. 
 - "Call and let them know you'll meet them at the mall."

 - "Deh, Sarang." Ilana pecked his lips and picked up her cellphone.

Arraso, left you guys with a slight cliffhanger.  This was already 26 pages, I didn't want to give you guys a 50-page chapter and some of you would kill me if I took any longer. 

Saragnghae <3

First re-edit of the year, I need to hurry up so I can bring you new adventures of our favorite families.