-Jiyong’s POV-

Woke up with her by my side, was the best thing I ever feel. Just like this morning. She had sleepover at my place again. Actually…, I was the one who bribe her to stay.

Opened my eyes and saw her angelical sleeping figure was the best thing to start the day. And a sudden thought flashed in my head. It will be great to wake up like this every day

And I smile by my own thought

This morning, I wake up first while she is still sleeping. I decide to let her sleep some more and take my camera, then take some pictures of her. She doesn’t know that I like to take her pictures. Yes, since the first time we met.

I walk to my private gallery beside my bedroom, print the pictures. After that, I take the printed pictures and arrange it on a board, along with those previous photographs of her. I trace my fingers on it, smiling. Thinking how this woman could change my whole life only on four months?

Pick the last picture, I bring it to my desk and put it there while I open my drawer and pick a journal. It was my Omma’s Journal. Chaerin gave it to me last month. She said she got it from Bae.

I remember the policeman gave it to me when I was 12. They gave me a box, contain my parent’s stuff. But I was too afraid to remember about my parent. Every time I remember about them, those scenes would always haunt me after. I was too afraid to face my fear. So I decided to throw that box away and keep forgetting my past, even the sweet memories with my parent.

But, now know that Bae kept that for me. From the beginning, he always said that one day, I would be able to pass my nightmare. And until that time, he promised that he would always be with me.

And now, i feel so blessed. Even though I’ve lost everything and be a jerk for my whole life, God still loves me enough to send me a brother, and now an angel to take me home.

I open the journal on the random page, and read something on it

Today, my Jiyong told me that once he grows up, he doesn’t wants to get married

I smile reading the first sentence, and then continue

I was laughing at his innocent statement. I asked him why

And he answered me that there’s no other woman in the whole world who can be as good as me.

I frowned at him, and he explained me his reason

I always with him, giving him my love, hugs and kisses, make delicious food for him, playing with him, singing him to sleep, and many more

And top of that, he said I’m pretty. I can’t help but laugh, the last words, he must be heard it from his Appa.

Then he asked me while pouting: “Omma, where I can find a woman like you? You are the best in the world”

I was surprised, why he asked such that question on his age now? Then he told me, his Appa told him that he was very glad to find me with all of the reasons. Oh…, such a cheesy husband. How come he said those cheesy words to his 3,5 years old son?

And Jiyong…, he keeps asking me. And I have to give him my answer

I told him that there’s must be someone for him, and he just need to follow his heart, it would know where to go. And he just nodded.

Even though I swear, he must be didn’t understand what I said. He still too young…

So, I’ll write it here. And one day, when Jiyong grows up asks for this question again, I’ll be able to answer him properly

My baby Jiyong….

One day, you will find her. She will come, bringing the lost pieces of you

She is the one who will complete your life

Give you anything that you didn’t have before

She will be the day when you are the night, be the April when you are the October, be the summer when you are the winter, and be the fire when you are the ice

She might be not perfect, but she will make your life feels perfect

I take a deep breath. Reading every word my Omma had written, I feel such a strong wave in my heart.

I get it now, Omma…

Then I take my pen and start to write on the blank page after

I found her Omma…,

My day, my April, my summer, my fire… my other half

If you could see her, maybe you would think that you look into your reflection on the mirror. She shared so many traits with you…

I’m lucky, Omma. She is perfect.

She brings back the light into my dark world

She brings back the warmth into my iced heart

She brings back the colors into my heart

And my heart.., starts to beat again….

Omma…, I found her…

Then I put the picture on that page, and close the journal, put it back to the drawer

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-Chaerin’s POV-

I walk on an alley to my parent’s house. It’s been a week since my last visit with Kris and three hours ago, Appa called me to go home

Fortunately, I sleep at my own place tonight, since last night, Jiyong Oppa went for his business trip

Appa

It’s rare for him to ask me go home. I mean…, well…, Appa is a talk-less typed. He rarely talks if it was not so important. Mostly, he just said to Omma and then Omma would tell me that Appa wants me to do this and that.

My Appa…, he is a head prosecutor. Maybe his profession makes him like that. I mean…, working with any criminal case, villains, any bad guy and victims every day for more than 30 years…, that’s must be stressing. And he has to be discipline, strict…. And it’s influence him on his daily life. Sometimes, I feel Appa treats me just like he treats his client… told me to do this, banned me to do that… back when I was young, I was always questioning myself whether Appa loves me or not.

And me? Huft…, I’m not a kind of girl who always sticks to the rule. If I feel that rule doesn’t make sense, I won’t obey that. And it does always trigger a ‘war’ between me and Appa. Up until now, I’m still living as that so called rebellion daughter

Silly? Maybe

But now, I understand. That’s my Appa. And I just let him be himself. While I keep doing what I want to do, live on my own life

Yeah…, that’s my Appa.

I open the front door and entering my parent’s house

“Omma…, Appa…, I’m home…”

“Oh, Chae….” Omma hugs me. her expression…, somehow i feel there’s something wrong

“Omma…, what’s happen?” I ask curiously and my Omma just frowns

“What do you mean?”

“Appa. He asked me to come. Isn’t it strange?”  I explain and Omma just smiles… bitterly

“Aigoo… where is the strange point when an Appa asked his only daughter to go home?”

“If that was another Appa, it would be normal. But, c’mon Omma…, this is my Appa!” I make face and Omma just laugh

“I don’t know…, maybe you should ask your Appa by yourself” said Omma as sh