Hana POV 

times go so fast . its already morning. I have to go with my future husband to find a wedding dress. Im not good in choosing a dress. I sigh. my marriage is too fast. Cant they wait atleast for a month? its okay , its for my parents.

"mom, cant you come with me? i dont know how to choose a drees"

"no. you and yongguk will choose. its your wedding"

"fine. but, mom. im curious, why do you want me to get married?

"Hana ah, we're old already. what if we die? who would look after you? at least if you have husband you'll have someone that can look after you" my heart hurt to hear that. why did she said that. 

"mom, dont said that. you're still 45 and dad is 47. you guys will not leave me" i said pouting and my mom just smile and shook her head.

"Hana yah, you're husband is here" my dad shout from the front door.

"dad, im not married yet. so its still future husband" i said and my father just laugh.

"we're going dad. I'll see you guys later" yongguk said to my father. 

the whole ride is so silent. none of us speak a word. but i notice he keep on glancing over me. what. is he eted or what? he awkwardly cough and try to talk to me. "so, Hana? if you dont mind, after chosing our wedding dress, im going to bring you to meet my friend. they want to see you" he ask. "uh, sure" and the car went silent again. we arrive ath the boutique and start to choose our wedding dress, i told him