March 15, 2015

Jihoo's tux and Ilana's dress had arrived; Nana took care of pressing Jihoo's tux as well as Ilana's dress.  Jihoo had tried to send them out to be pressed but Nana wouldn't hear of it.  She hired a team to come in and help clean for a few days, while she took care of their wedding items.  Pressing a tux and wedding dress was not easy work but she did it out of love for her girl and husband.  They had their engagement pictures scheduled for Monday at a local park.  They were now having lunch out by the pool with Pastor Jonathan and Sarah.  "Dr. Jihoo you're from Seoul, Ilana from California and you met in New York?"  JaeRim shook his head.  "There's no such thing as coincidence, this was all the Lord's hand from the beginning."

 - "Deh, Pastor Jae, the more I think about it, the more I see his hand in it," Ilana said while flashing Jihoo a smile.

 - "Down to the fact that you both lost your parents in a tragic accident at a young age," SoEun added.  "When did you find out about each other's history?"

 - "I had my suspicions; I read her medical history and there were tests and treatments in there that were standard procedure in certain events.  It wasn't until she was very ill with the flu that I finally found out and made her confirm it.  I was only waiting for her to tell me everything before I...confessed my feelings for her."  Jihoo was suddenly shy.

 - "I found out while visiting his house in Seoul.  I felt like I needed to know where his parents were.  Something was prodding me to ask but I didn't want to.  I was frightened of the answer."  Jihoo noticed the hard frown on her face and took her hand.  His touch was all she needed to pull out of the dark memory.  "Once he told me, I thought I could never tell him about my parents.  I didn't want to hurt him.  I was shocked and grieved for him and my chest hurt so badly, I collapsed."

 - "She had a tachycardia attack," Jihoo said.  "And likewise when I found out about her own parents and everything else she'd been through, I locked myself in my office and...dealt with my emotions.”  Jihoo wasn’t that used to talking about his feelings in front of strangers yet and admitting that he’d sobbed uncontrollably that day was just too much.

 - "If either of them falls down, one can help the other up," JaeRim quoted.  "I think you two know this, don't you."

 - "Yes," Ilana smiled.  "I began to slowly confide in him random thoughts.  It was too easy.  Suzy said we were very similar and I think I felt he understood me somehow."

 - "Deh, Sarang, Na understood you too well. I felt a curiosity with Ilana almost immediately.  It was something I hadn't felt for a woman in more than ten years.  I thought I recognized something in her look but didn't realize it was pain until much later.  But when she smiled the pained look would go away and I wanted to see her smile more often, then my own emptiness would go away.  It all began with her smile."

 - "I never wanted him to lose his own smile.  His friend told me I gave him back his smile and I tried to shield him from my own pain which made me decide to leave his side.  And you two," she looked to the Pastor and his wife, "...came upon me less than a week after I made that decision.  I thought l could never get back up again but thankfully I took the Lord's hand, just in time."

Jihoo held Ilana's hand still and was locked her eyes with his.  Quietly saying, "I love you."  "You're beautiful".  "Without you where would I be?"

 - "Where would we be," Ilana's eyes answered him back.

 - "Praise God for giving us soul mates," SoEun said.  She looked at Jonathan and smiled.  The couple in front of them had forgotten of their existence.

 - "Deh," Jihoo said softly, slowly coming out of the trance.

 - "Well, we'll get going.  We don't want to overstay our welcome.  You two should relax and unwind before evening services."

 - "JaeRim Moksa, SoEun-ssi, you two are always welcome, here."  Jihoo turned to Ilana as she smiled at him in agreement.  She was different than him.  Where he was content to remain isolated and withdrawn, it wasn't healthy for her.  They both knew that.  She needed people, friends, at least one.  She had him now, well, they had each other but perhaps it was not such a terrible thing to open up to others.  Between the two of them, they had a blessing of great friends.  He didn't know when his own walls were lowered but perhaps they began to come down the day his admin walked into his life.

They had walked the Pastor and his wife out the door and waited until they were out of sight.  Ilana turned to Jihoo and pecked his lips, "saranghae."

 - "Nado saranghae."  He pulled her to him and kissed her smiling lips, slowly, teasingly with a smile of his own.

 - "Sarang," Ilana said when he had ended the kiss and just held her.  "Pigonhaeyo?  Do you want to go on a ride?"

 - "Mmm, we might be late for Church tonight."

 - "I'm not singing, so it's okay if we're a little late..."

How could he resist, she was practically dancing in eagerness.  Then he narrowed his eyes.  She was up to something.  "Na don't have appropriate clothes to ride in."

 - "Gwenchana," she smiled wide.  "There's a pair of Wrangler Jeans and roper boots in the back of the closet.  Welcome to California!"  She jumped in excitement and took his hand dragging him back into the house.

 - "Sarang," he thought to himself.  "Just wait."

The sergeant waited for Officer Heo YoungSaeng to arrive in his office.  He didn't understand why a police officer needed to be sent on special assignment in the states but what can you do when the chief of staff calls you and tells you he needs one of your officers.  What are you to say?  His job was to take orders from his superiors and the chief of staff was definitely a superior.

YoungSaeng knocked and walked in the door.  "Present as requested, Sergeant."  He saluted.

 - "At ease officer Heo YoungSaeng."

YoungSaeng relaxed but still worried he was in trouble.  He'd had an unexpected visitor a week ago and he'd been getting a lot of attention on the job because of the day Suzy called him.  He still didn't know why she had ordered him to sing but there was something in her voice.  A mix of fear and desperation, he couldn't say no.

 - "Heo YoungSaeng-ssi is wondering the reason I called.  You will be on special assignment for approximately a week."

 - "Deh Sangbyeongnim (Sergeant)."

 - "In the United States."

 - "Mworago?"

 - "Deh, you leave Tuesday, the thirty-first; a car will pick you up and take you to Gimpo at 18:00.  Your duties will be explained at that time."

 - "Deh Sangbyeongnim (Sergeant)."  YoungSaeng tried not to sound completely surprised.

 - "Officer Heo YoungSaeng may report to your duties."

 - "Deh Sangbyeongnim (Sergeant)."  YoungSaeng left with his head swirling.  The U.S.?  He had to call his parents later to tell them.  He wondered what this was about.  It made him a little nervous.

Not too far, Kim HyungJun was receiving similar orders.   He'd been given fair warning by KyuJong and he'd practiced, in his head, receiving the news and not reacting.

 - "Deh Sangbyeongnim!"  He said excitedly in his usual boyish manner.

 - "Do you have any questions?"

 - "Waeyo Sangbyeognim?  What am I supposed to do there?"

 - "Mollahyo, your instructions will be given on the way there.  Just know that you are representing the country.  I expect you to comport yourself accordingly."

 - "Deh Sangbyeongnim!  Sangbyeongnim can count on me!"

 - "You're dismissed."

HyungJun practically jumped in excitement once he was out of sight from his sergeant.

The Sergeant sat still wondering why and how that boy was selected.   He may be in the army but the army had yet to make a man out of the boy.

The army chief of staff's private phone rang.  "Yeobosayo?"

 - "Taejang (General) Raymond Odierno, eotteohke jinaeseyo (how are you)?"

 - "Jaljinaseyo, ex-president Yoon, what can I do for you?"  He owed his position to the ex-president.  He was appointed just before the ex-president’s term was over.  He even attended the funeral of his son and daughter in law.

 - "Choahyo Taejang, choahyo.  My Grandson will be wed soon."

 - "Chukahaeyo, ex-president."

 - "I hear you will be seeking your retirement soon."

 - "Deh, I think I've earned some time off.  Perhaps we can go fishing together."

 - "Deh, na would like that.  Jihoo will be spending much of his time in the states as his anae is American."

 - "Deh, I heard he took up residence there.  With respect, Ex-President Yoon didn't call me to invite me to the wedding."

Harabeoji chuckled over the phone.  "Anieyo, Taejang knows this old man well.  Jeongmal, I need three of your boys to travel with me."

 - "Hajiman shouldn’t Ex-President Yoon contact the secret service?  Also, it's been more than seven years since your term.  The secret service is no longer required to accompany you."

 - "Algesubnida, that's why I've contacted you, Taejang-ssi.  I have the name of two police and one physician.  You know my health is not what it used to be.  I don't want surprises on my way to the wedding."

 - "Hajiman wae the police?  Wae anieyo private security?"

 - "I know these boys and trust them.  Can I ask this favor for your ex-commander in chief?"

General Raymond thought about it.  He wasn't asking for army transportation; only two police and an army Doctor.  He owed the ex-president much.  "Arassoyo, Ex-President, Na can do that for you.  Give me their names and citizenship number and I'll contact their commanding officers."

 - "Kansamnida, Taejang-ssi, may you live a long retirement."

 - "Kansamnida, when do you need them?"

 - "Tuesday, the thirty-first and I'll have them back to you by that Sunday evening.  Our flight leaves at 14:50.  I'll personally pick up the two boys in Seoul and the Doctor, I'll send a car to."

 - "Algesubnida, Ex-President.  Again, chukahamnida on your Grandson's wedding."

 - "Deh!  Kansamnida."

Harabeoji lay in bed chuckling to himself, it had been a busy week for him.  He had to give up his retired status and become ex-President Yoon again.  He, Jihoo, and Gu JunPyo had been in communication all week.  The minor details of when they would depart and return had to be ironed out.  Also, he needed to get Ilana's friends excused from their duties for that week.  It wasn't difficult at all; if he had to call in a favor, at least it was for his Grandson & his wife.

KyuJong had explained to him the situation with Heo YoungSaeng.  Jihoo was not worried, after all, he'd been in the same situation until Ilana arrived in his life.  They planned to not let him in on what was happening until it was too late.  His Granddaughter in law would be hurt if he didn't come to the wedding and likewise the young man would end up hating himself for being a coward.  "Let nothing ruin their day, juseyo?"  Harabeoji asked, not exactly sure of whom.

Los Angeles, CA

Ilana lay with her head on Jihoo's chest.  They were tired from their day of picture taking.  Jihoo had never cared to be in the spotlight.  As far as he knew none of the F4 did.  JunPyo was arrogant and enjoyed the perks that came with the title but when it came to being into the limelight just because of his Mother's exploits, he absolutely hated it.  It was different now that he ran the corporation; he was proud of his accomplishments.  He had worked hard and honestly to create a different Shinhwa than his parents had.  Jihoo always craved a simple life and theirs was not a public fortune.  It was mainly behind the scenes, old money with some noteworthy investments.  Today he found himself grinning from ear to ear as Elijah, the photographer had them in different poses and either Ilana would start with a case of the giggles, unable to hold the pose for very long, or he would be unable to resist and just take her in his arms and kiss her.  He back hugged her and as her head was turned to look up at him, he couldn't resist tickling her and ending with a light kiss.  They held hands walking through the park towards the bridge, where they stopped.  He lifted her onto the bridge railing and kissed her softly.  He twirled her around several times, just because.  They hugged, he kissed her hands.  He piggybacked her, they engaged in several tickling and kissing sessions.  He gazed at her lovingly as he ran a hand through her hair.  Perhaps it was the typical wedding photos, but not to them.  They weren't typical, their love was a unique experience created by God just for them.

In his revenge for all the clothes she had bought him, he bought her a Victorian wedding limo.  He couldn't help it.  He would have bought a traditional carriage but the possibilities of use with the limo were so much more.  She had pouted and gotten angry at him for the gift but he had a loophole.

 - "We'll be able to use it on our wedding day to run guests back and forth to the hotel and back and Sarang can use it to supplement the income of the estate.  The horses don't breed every day."

 - "It is beautiful but it's too much."  She loved it, Ilana had never seen such a thing.  Painted White and could seat at least six comfortably, it very well could be the predecessor to the limousine or even a luxury mini-van.

 - "I can get some great pictures out of this," Elijah said.

 - "Elijah-ssi, tell nae anae it would be a great resource for the Church as well.  It can be used for fundraisers and gatherings of the Church body and Leah-ssi is a natural at driving it."  Jihoo had indirectly heard the girl talking about horses on the night of their arrival.  He had in mind to rent a carriage for the wedding but then decided to buy one for Ilana to use.  While Ilana was preoccupied, he did some research and found that it would be an excellent source of income to add to the estate.  The biggest expense was the horses and she already had those.  Their next visit to the Church, he asked the parents of the young lady if he could hire her to run the carriage as a surprise for his wife.

 - "I totally like your husband, Miss Ilana, he's way cool.  I could use the extra money for school.  Dr. Jihoo already spoke to Mom and Dad and they're okay with it as long as we stay in the city.  Please, Miss Ilana, I'll be a good employee!  I promise!"

Ilana reluctantly gave in seeing she was outnumbered and they took the rest of their pictures in and around the carriage.

Jihoo Ilana's back and Ilana massaged Jihoo's hand with hers.  It was their special time for talking, cuddling, kissing or just lying there in each other's company.  In four weeks, when they returned from their honeymoon, this would no longer be her room.  Jihoo and Nana were heading up the remodel of her parent’s room.  She just couldn't do it.  It was hard enough to remove their personal items.  The room as it was, had been a solace for her upon her return and knew it would be a different source of comfort once it was done but she just couldn't be a part of the transformation.  Every item had a memory attached to it.  She had given many of the clothes to some of the people at Church and decided to keep all of her Mother's gowns to see if the F4 girls and Suzy, SoHyun, or Emily wanted them.  She couldn't bear to see their items go to strangers.  The furniture would most likely get stored in another room.  She trusted Jihoo's decisions.

 - "Jihoo-yah," Ilana had laced her fingers through his.

 - "Mmm?"  He turned to face her but didn't relinquish her hand.

 - "Na made the honeymoon arrangements.  Actually, ia did.  Aish...Remind me to invite her to the wedding.  I feel like she was a part of my journey to you."

 - "Eottoke?"  He'd never heard the name before.

 - "She handles all the travel arrangements for the company, I turned to her to help me run away.  Had I not gotten on the ship, met the gang, and decided to work in the medical field, I wouldn't have met you."

 - "Sarang, one way or another, Yesu would have brought us together."  He brought her head to his lips.  "So, where are we going?"

Still not letting go of his hand, “Na want to repeat our trip to Barcelona and do it right, this time.”  He understood what she didn’t say, still blaming herself for the emotional pain she brought on them.  Jihoo laced his fingers through hers, silently reminding her that together they could withstand anything.  “I would love to visit Bath but not right now."  He had slowly shown her the pictures he had taken, making her laugh and cry alternately.

 - "What does Sarang want to do?"  He brought her hand to his lips, then drew the rest of her closer with their legs entwined and he tucked her against his chest.

 - "Na want to see Jeju or Busan or anywhere on the peninsula and then spend a few days with Harabeoji before coming back home.  So I made reservations for Jeju after we spend a week in Barcelona, if that's okay?"

 - "Deh, if that's what Sarang wants," he smiled at her before finding her lips with his.  “Saranghaeyo."  He pulled her on top of him, where he had better access to kiss and caress her.  He aligned her lips perfectly with his and took full advantage.  They kissed softly, tenderly and not hurried.  He tickled her jaw and neck with his lips, occasionally nipping at her shoulder.  Soon she would be his and he couldn't wait to love her completely.  He ended the kiss and she lay on top of him catching her breath.  He ran a hand through her hair, which he loved disheveled and then to her face.  It was damp.  "Sarang?  Gwenchana?"  He asked with concern.

 - "Deh, just happy nae sarang."  She lifted her head to smile at him and ran a finger down his nose and trace his lips.  "Saranghaeyo.  Na thought in December, I couldn't love you any more than I did at that moment."

Jihoo smiled and ran his hand lovingly through her hair and down her back.  Like a balloon filling with air, his heart swelled with love for this woman.

Ilana lay hair head flat against his chest.  "Na was wrong.  I love you more each day."

 - "Nado Sarang, nado."  He adjusted her so that she was completely on top of him and could hold her tightly.  "Ja (sleep)," he ran his hand up and down her back and brushed her hair with his fingers.  He knew when she began to relax, sleep would follow soon and it did.  "Deh sarang, na love you more every day as well."

March 30, 2015

Ilana had only gone to the office a few times since their return.  The last two weeks had flown by; most of Ilana's time was spent on the laptop or on conference calls to and from Seoul.  On those days, Antonio and JungMin adjusted their schedules accordingly.  She was working on getting an assistant for Chi TaeYoung and had actually hired one.  Having contemplated purchasing a practice but sensing that wasn't the route he was supposed to take, Jihoo had volunteered his time at the city hospital where there was more of a need.  He would hire on permanently after their honeymoon.  Their friends would be arriving the next day.  The F4 and their New York friends would be staying at the hotel and Kike, HyunJoong, YoungSaeng, KyuJong, and HyungJun would be staying at the house.  Nana’s hired helpers ensured that the house was spotless and all the linens clean in the rooms and bathrooms. Their pictures had arrived and the idea was to have a type of gallery in the main room of the house.  The pool had been covered, the tables, heaters, and lights were getting delivered and set up on Tuesday as well, and their wedding clothes were clean and pressed.

It was Jihoo's birthday and Ilana had a special day planned.  She had woken up very early to help Nana make pancakes and made him stay put.  Inviting Jung Min and Suzy to join them, they all gathered to sing Las Mañanitas and happy birthday in English and Korean.  A stack of pancakes decorated with whipped cream and a candle stuck in the middle was placed in front of the birthday boy and Ilana could see he was pleased but slightly embarrassed at the attention.

 - "Kansamnida," Jihoo said.  He smeared whip cream on Ilana's nose and kissed it.

 - "Yah!"  Ilana protested before he pecked her lips.

Normally, he wouldn't engage in this sort of behavior with everyone looking on but he found himself very comfortable with these people.  "Gomawo, nae sarang."

Suzy looked at JungMin with glee and he followed suit by feeding her from his plate.  The entire house was giddy with pre-wedding joy.  "What are you guys doing today?"  Jung Min asked.

 - "Dinner out and a walk through downtown's Walt Disney concert hall.  For lunch na think we'll have a picnic in the garden."

 - "That's so sweet," Suzy gushed.

They had been going on commoner dates as Jihoo called them.  Going out for coffee or ice cream, movies, picnics, walks, and taking the carriage out with JungMin and Suzy.  The couples alternated driving.  For Ilana's birthday, they took the horses riding all morning and he took her to visit her parents, where they had a picnic lunch.  It was getting easier for her, he knew.

After breakfast, Ilana sent Jihoo back upstairs while she prepared a surprise.  Once she had warmed up and prepared the music room, she called him.  Meeting him at the foot of the stairs, "stand still," she said.

 - "Waeyo?"  He asked suspiciously.

 - "You'll see," she climbed to the step above him and tied a scarf around his eyes.

She took him by the hand and slowly led him to the music room, where she removed the blindfold.

 - "The music room?"

 - "Deh, play with me."

It was then he noticed his violin and a music stand.  Jihoo was a musical prodigy and could play anything with little to no practice.  Ilana nodded and they began to play, she on the piano, he on the violin.  By the time, they were done, Ilana was in tears.

Looking up from the music sheets he saw her wiping her face.  "Wae?"  Jihoo sat the violin down and then took the space next to her on the piano bench.

Ilana let herself melt into him, she was so grateful to have him by her side.  "Mianhae, na think I did this for me and not for you?"

 - "Ani, this is the first time you willingly play for me.  Choah."  He'd taken over as her vocal coach from JungMin but they had yet to join their talents like this.

 - "Appa and Umma used to play and sing together a lot.  Na told you Umma and I used to sing too.  Mianhae if this was a dumb birthday present."

 - "Paboya anieyo, na think we'll be a lot like Eommoni and Abeojim.  Music is a part of both our lives, Sarang.  Our little girl will love music too."

Ilana chuckled and pulled away from his chest.  "How does Jihoo know we'll have a girl?"

 - "Mollah, I've dreamt her."  Ilana looked at him with a smile.  "Jeongmal!"  He held her chin and scrutinized her.

 - "Wae!"

 - "She'll have your dark hair and dark brown eyes but she'll have the shape of my eyes and nose and your lips."  He bent and kissed said mouth.  He kissed her teasingly slow at first, making her crave his mouth.  He loved to ; when she expected a deeper kiss he wouldn't give it and when she was least expecting it, he'd take her tongue captive.  She was at a complete disadvantage.  He had her reclined in his arms as he sat in the opposite direction.  Not that she was complaining.

They pulled out old music from the bench and played their instruments off and on.  It was getting close to noon.  "Sarang, sit with me again," she patted the bench next to her.  "I've been practicing this song and I think I can do it justice."  She began hesitantly at first but soon let her soprano voice come through loud and clear.  She was surprised when Jihoo jumped in.  They complemented each other perfectly.

 - "Let's try another one," Jihoo said.  He pulled up the music on Ilana's tablet.  She had upgraded to a Samsung Galaxy note upon returning to work in the business.  He began to play, 'All I ask of you'.  "Na had already fallen for you while we were at Banpo Bridge.  I desired to know all of you, who you really were and not just the Ilana you portrayed to everyone.  I knew you hid behind a mask, just like me."

Ilana suddenly remembered something and although Jihoo was singing, Ilana did not join in.  Jihoo stopped when he realized she hadn't jumped in where she was supposed to.

A hand on her face brought Ilana out of her reverie.  She looked up to Jihoo.  The word mask had reminded her of the Macau scheme.  "Jihoo-yah, I have a confession to make."  He remained with his usual steadfast gaze.  Ilana hoped he wouldn't be angry and dropped her gaze to the piano keys.  "I owe Gu JunPyo-ssi an apology."

 - "Wae, Sarang."  She looked very worried, which in turn worried him.

 - "Na...lied to him...and Kim HyunJoong helped me."

 - "Mwo?"  He wondered what his wife was talking about.

Ilana sighed.  "When I was on the cruise the gang wanted to go into Macau and stay at Shinwa.  They wouldn't let me pay and it would have been a lot of money, so...between Kim HyunJoong, ia, and we came up with the story that the Chairwoman of ILC group wanted to observe and study the resort’s marketing and architecture.  We asked for an invitation for one night on that premise."

Jihoo began to laugh, to Ilana's horror.

 - "Jeongmal!  Jihoo doesn't believe me?"

Jihoo stopped playing to bring her forehead to his lips.  "Saranghae."  He grinned at his puzzled wife.  "Ara, and JunPyo knows as well."  He continued despite her lost expression.  "When it comes to business, JunPyo doesn't forget anything.  He had you followed while you were there to make sure you weren't up to something that could detriment his business.  When you did the marketing report for WooBin, your field rep used ILC group paper.  JaeKyung knew about your company well to put two and two together.  WooBin ran a background check on you."  He thought Ilana's eyes were going to jump out of their sockets and brought her to lean on his shoulder.  "Deh, Sarang, they knew everything about you and still loved you.  Na refused to read what they found out.  Na had my suspicions from your medical history but wanted you to tell me.  When you had the flu and were delirious, Na had to break down and find out what happened.  I called JunPyo, he told me they were all in one accord; you were the one for me.  Na couldn't help agree."

 - "Gomawo," Ilana had tears in her eyes again.

 - "Yah, na thought anae was going to sing with me."

 - "Deh!"  Ilana wiped her tears.  "Ready!"  She poised herself at the piano and they began to play.  Ilana thanked the Lord again for bringing her to this point in her life and not giving up on her even when she turned her back on him.

Harabeoji began to make the rounds picking up the three Seoulites.  It was decided amongst HyunJoong, KyuJong, and Harabeoji that it would be best to have HyunJoong along when they picked up YoungSaeng.  It would help soften the blow.  The youngest was picked up first, then the senior.  HyungJun eagerly exited the vehicle toward the door of his beloved Sunbae's apartment building.  "Sunbae, it's me, let me in!"  The junior eagerly shouted over the intercom.

 - "Mwo?"  HyunJoong joked.

 - "It's Kim HyungJun, open up!"

 - "Ah, you must be the one ex-President Yoon sent to pick me up.  Do you have ID with you?"

 - "Sunbae!"

HyunJoong took a moment to laugh hysterically before releasing the gate from his phone.  "Arraso, pali!"

The elevator couldn't move fast enough for the man-child.  He ran to the door, knocking loudly.  "Sunbae!!"  Maknae got a hold of HyunJoong in an exuberant bouncing hug.

 - "Yah!  Take my duffle and I'll take my tux. I don't trust you with that."

 - "Ilana-yah said someone will press them for us.  I can't wait to see her place, do you think it's huge?  I want to ride a horse while I'm there.  I can't believe a whole week without seeing the police headquarters.  It'll be just like old times sake all of us together.  Suzy said I could stay with them in their house..."

HyunJoong let his friend chatter away until arriving at the car.  "Annyeong hasseyo, Ex-President Yoon."  HyunJoong bowed to the older man, while the driver took his things.

 - "HyunJoong-ssi may call me Harabeoji as does everyone else these days."

 - "Kansamnida Harabeoji for inviting me."

 - "Anieyo, Ilana esteems you very much.  Well, we're on our way to your chingu, how do you think he'll react?"

 - "Mollahyo, ara he cares deeply for her and in the end, it will be about what makes her happy.  Na saw this coming, if Ilana opened the eyes of her heart she would see Yoon Jihoo-ssi."

 - "Chinchayo Sunbae?  Na thought she treated them the same?"

 - "Deh but the trust was established early in the friendship and they have things in common that YoungSaeng and her don't."

 - "Mwo?"

 - "Aish!  Never mind, you don't need to know every detail!"  HyunJoong removed his cap and struck the younger one on this head.

 - "Yah!  Hyeoung-deul never tell me anything!"  This was HyungJun's lament at every gathering of his friends.

Harabeoji Chuckled, he had grown fond of the young one in the short time he'd been in the car.  It seemed his friends never told him exactly who he was or whom Jihoo was.  It all just added to the excitement.  "HyungJun-ah, they both suffered pain and loss in their childhood."

 - "Aww, that's so sad!"  Maknae was about ready to cry.

 - "Yah!  Snap out of it!  I can't deal with you and YoungSeangie at the same time."

 - "Deh Sunbae," HyungJun sniffled.

They arrived at YoungSaeng's quarters, the driver went out to fetch YoungSaeng who registered confusion on his face as soon as he was greeted at the car by the ex-president.  "Annyeong hasseyo, sir."  He greeted him nervously.

 - "Harabeoji is fine, YoungSaeng-ssi is surprised to see me.  All will be explained in the car."

 - Deh, sir...I mean Harabeoji."  He pressed his lips together in nervousness and got in the car.

 - "Surprise!"  The other two shouted once YoungSaeng poked his head in the car.

 - "Yah!  M-mwo?  What are you two doing here?"

 - "Hyeong, we're escorting Harabeoji to California.  Daeback, majayo?"  HyungJun’s face was split with an ear to ear grin.

 - "I'm entertainment," HyunJoong said.  "Eeliwah," he grabbed his friend by the arm and made him sit between HyungJun and him in the very back seat of the SUV.

 - "Harabeoji, I don’t understand, why me or why us?"

 - "It's a specific request of my Granddaughter in law."

 - "Mwo?"  Still not comprehending.

 - "Jeogiyo Harabeoji, let's get him on the plane before he can run away," HyunJoong said.

 - "Deh, na think that would be best."

 - "This is going to be so much fun!"  HyungJun bounced in his seat.

HyunJoong slung his arm around his friend who had a brooding look about him.  "Saengie-ah, this is going to be daeback.  So we make a showing at a wedding and we have the rest of the week to enjoy the house or do whatever we want."

Giggles were heard from their Maknae.

 - "Wedding?"

 - "Don't worry about it and enjoy the trip."

Arriving at the airport, everyone was already assembled, just waiting for Harabeoji and the other three men.  "Harabeoji-ah!"  JunPyo bowed as did the others.  "Everyone's here, I'll let them know to board the luggage."

YoungSaeng had a bad feeling about all of this.  HyunJoong still had a grip on him as if afraid to let go.

 - "YiHyun-ah!"  Maknae went straight to his girlfriend and hugged her.

 - "Annyeong!"  KyuJong greeted.  He was already standing next to Emily.  "Smile Hyeong, we're going on vacation," KyuJong pinched YoungSaeng in the cheek.  "Wau, hyeong, you look great."  KyuJong was trying to stall the inevitable blown fuse.

 - "Deh, he's lost his baby face.  Na dongsaeng is all grown up now," HyunJoong teased.

 - "Yah!  What's all this about!"

 - "Just relax Hyeong, let's have a good time.  We'll explain everything on the plane."

 - "Kaja!"  Gu JunPyo called before YoungSaeng could protest further.

 - "It's YoungSaeng-ah and me," HyunJoong said.  "Everyone but Harabeoji has a date."

 - "Deh," Harabeoji agreed.  "Na think I'll sit and accompany this lovely agassi."  Harabeoji was talking to InHei.

 - "Deh Harabeoji!  Je can't wait to see Ajussi and Imo!"

 - "Na imagine you will need a nap beforehand."

 - "Harabeoji, she didn't sleep at all from the excitement," JanDi said.

Everyone introduced themselves once on board.   As soon as everyone was seated and buckled the stewardess gave the basic safety instructions.

They had been in the air for a while and no one had yet to explain what was going on.  HyunJoong had fallen asleep which was no surprise.   All the others were with their partners.  The stewardess announced lunch but he wasn't hungry.  He just wanted to know what he and the others were doing here.

Harabeoji placed a hand on YoungSaeng's shoulder.  "I believe this is the explanation you're patiently awaiting."  Harabeoji placed an envelope in YoungSaeng's hand.

YoungSaeng took the envelope, much like he would a squid, with a lot of hesitation.  "Kansamnida," not that he felt very thankful but it was the only appropriate response.  When Harabeoji walked away, he opened two letters, one in Hangul and one in English.

 - "Mwo?"  YoungSaeng dropped the letter onto his lap and closed his eyes.  "So my suspicions...ani my fears were true."  They'd been true all along, his Cinderella was someone else's.  Tears clouded his vision momentarily.  Wiping his eyes with the back of his hand he continued.

 - "Pabo, you're not my Cinderella anymore."  He looked at the second sheet written in Hangul.

More tears slid down his face.  Could the Doctor be telling the truth?  Had he really been in the same situation?  YoungSaeng looked back curiously, mind swirling, wondering if the woman he referred to was on the plain.

KyuJong noticed YoungSaeng looking around and decided to check on him.  "Emily, jamkkanmanyo," he excused himself and walked over to his friend.  "Hyeong, gwenchana?"

 - "Mollahyo, wae didn't you guys tell me?"

 - "Hyeong can be stubborn when you set your mind to it, mianhaeyo.  So?  Are you going?"

 - "Mollahyo."

 - "We're staying at her house.  Eottokhae?"

 - "Mollahyo."

 - "Don't disappoint her again.  We were there for her when you ran away and so was Uissa.  What did you expect?  It wasn't easy for her to get here.  She denied her own feelings several times.  They were registered in December but just now having their wedding.  She ran away but Yesu brought her back.  To him."

YoungSaeng's heart was bursting.  He heard what KyuJong was saying, but he couldn't understand, not yet.   His own feelings were in such turmoil.  He knew it wasn't about him, it was about her but he was also hurting.  The Doctor didn't say how you were supposed to stop the hurting.  He closed his eyes; HyunJoong had the right idea, sleep to escape the whirlwind of thoughts.

Los Angeles, CA

Two vans met the Seoul party at LAX, Shinwa never bothered with overflow airports.  The New York gang would arrive later to Long Beach, Jaejoong rented a shuttle to pick them up.

 - "I'll be taking you to the hotel first," Brendon was in charge of that group and directed his conversation to Gu JunPyo.

 - "Sir, we will be heading to the residence," the second driver addressed Harabeoji.

 - "Is it possible for me to go with the hotel group?"  YoungSaeng asked.  He wasn't ready to face her.  A year and a twelve-hour flight just wasn't enough time to prepare his heart for what he knew would happen all along.

 - "Hyeong!"  KyuJong was about to get angry.  "Na promised to bring you."

 - "Mianhae, I'm not ready.  I need more time.  She'll understand," he didn't believe that but he was being selfish at the moment.

 - "Hyeong, you better show up.  You're supposed to be guarding ex-president Yoon, remember?"

 - "Let him be, KyuJong Uissa.  He's been serving for a year now, he knows his responsibilities to his country."  In other words, Harabeoji was telling him he had a responsibility to Ilana.

 - "Deh Harabeoji," KyuJong walked away into the waiting van.

 - "Algesubnida, Ex-President Sir."  YoungSaeng hopped in the front with the driver, the only available seat.

HyunJoong placed a comforting hand on KyuJong's back.  "You tried, he'll snap out of it.  He gets moody sometimes but he'll be back to his sweet otter self in no time."

 - "We only have until tomorrow afternoon."

 - "Guys, we're leaving," Emily was sent to fetch the two missing from their party.  Harabeoji had already climbed into the van.  "Otter didn't come after all?"  Emily called them all by their nicknames, it was easier for her.

 - "Jagiya, ani, he'll be there tomorrow, even if we have to send someone to kidnap him."

Ilana was a bundle of nerves.  Nana was busy in the kitchen, making sure the food was coming along.  No one ever performed to Nana's expectations without her constant monitoring.  Ilana had done a sweep of the house with the other help, one male and one female.   The rooms were in order:  YiHyun and Emily will share a room, YoungSaeng and KyuJong in another and HyunJoong and Harabeoji each their own.  HyungJun was going to crash with JungMin and Suzy as they had the extra room.

 - "Everyone will be here any minute," Ilana was running downstairs as she realized the time.  They had bought house slippers for their guests and visitors.  Ilana had gotten so used to it in New York and with Jihoo that she implemented it at home.  Nana didn't mind, it kept the floors cleaner longer.  "Kike!"  Ilana realized he had just arrived and had his baggage with him.  Forgetting she hadn't gone down to the last step, she tripped.

 - "Sarang!" Jihoo was thankfully waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs and caught her.  "You're not getting out of the wedding by breaking your leg."

 - "Andwae!"  She laughed and gave him a quick kiss.

 - "Perhaps you'd better wrap her in bubble wrap," Kike said.

 - "I agree."  Ilana was still in his arms and he kissed her back, not quickly.

Kike cleared his throat.

 - "Mianhae," Ilana giggled.  "Bienvenido a casa, hermano (welcome home, brother)," Ilana kissed his cheek.

 - "That's better," he hugged her tightly and kissed her back.

The front door burst open and people began to file in.  "They're here!"  Ilana ran off, husband and brother forgotten.  "Guys!  You made it!  Hwan yong hamnida (welcome)!"

 - "Princess!"  HyungJun immediately ran and picked her up in his signature bear hug.

 - "Nado bogoshipatso!  Now, put me down!"  Ilana turned to hug YiHyun.  "I'm so glad you could come.  You too, Emily."

 - "Wouldn't miss it," Emily said.  "Besides how often will I get to ride in a private plane?"

 - "Annyeong, agassi." KyuJong hugged her.

 - "Ilana-ssi," HyunJoong bowed.

 - "HyunJoong-ssi!  Kansamnida, for coming.  Yah!  Do I have to worry about you?"

 - "A-anieyo, wae?"  He answered her nervously, he didn't want to have to explain about everything.  She was one person who wasn't worried or disgusted with him.

 - "Mollahyo..." Ilana pretended to study him.  "...HyunJoong-ssi is too thin!"  She pinched his side where the guys had told her he was ticklish and ran off to the safety of Harabeoji.

 - "Yah!"  HyunJoong was trying not to laugh but couldn't help it.  "Ilana-ssi cheats, Yoon Jihoo-ssi won't like me getting you back."

 - "Deh!"  Jihoo gave him a 'don't think about it look'.

 - "It's good to see these kids."  Harabeoji placed a loving hand on Jihoo's shoulder.  "Sohnnya (Granddaughter)," he formally addressed Ilana.  "Mannaseo bangawo (It's really good to see you)."

 - "Deh Harabeoji!”  She beamed with joy at her new Grandfather.  “Begopayo?"  A resounding yes followed.  It was not unnoticed by Ilana that YoungSaeng wasn't amongst the party.  "KyuJongie Oppa?"  KyuJong and Emily hung back to give Ilana the news.

 - "He went to the hotel.  Mianhae, he said he's not ready."

 - "Gwenchanayo, at least you tried.  Kansamnida."

When KyuJong and Emily had walked off, Jihoo watched Ilana's bright smile be replaced by a duller resigned version.  He drew her into his arms and kissed the top of her head.  "Gwenchana, Sarang.  If he's like me, he'll be here.  He has twenty-four hours to come around."

 - "Deh," she took his hand as they followed the others.  Kike had also gone in with them.  HyungJun immediately latched on to him, while So YiHyun and Emily were a little star-struck between HyunJoong and Kike.

JungMin and Suzy were working and would be arriving just before the wedding coordinator arrived for a quick rehearsal.  HyungJun and YiHyun went off to explore the grounds with a photographer's eye.  Jihoo, KyuJong, and Emily sat chatting comfortably.  Ilana ended up sitting next to HyunJoong and Kike who were still eating and trying to strike up an awkward conversation.  Ilana didn't realize HyunJoong was actually a little shy.

 - "You're happy," Kike stated.

 - "Deh, is it obvious?"

 - "Deh, Ilana-yah glows."  HyunJoong teased.

 - "Green?"  That did it HyunJoong was in hysterics, while Kike looked at them puzzled.  "Green is the color...his fans use at concerts."  Ilana tried best to describe it.  “They wave light sticks.”  Ilana simulated a waving motion with her hand.  “I couldn't go to Mexico," she pouted.  "I got sick and now you’re going to the military!"

 - "Deh, I'll give you my best tomorrow at your wedding."

 - "Gomawoyo."

 - "Manita, chica, you've been well?"  I was touring so much these last six months, we've spoken maybe twice.

Ilana sighed, "no, I wasn’t well Kike but I can thank the Lord, I'm fine now.  All the bad has gone away and I owe Him all the praises.  Without Him, we would not be having this wedding."

HyunJoong thought of his own circumstances and wished this trial to be over, his parents insisted he accept Ilana's invitation just to get out of the house and away from the media.  "HyunJoong-ssi, gwenchana?"  Ilana noticed he'd zoned out.  "Chincha, you've lost weight.  HyunJoong’s Umma was so happy I called to invite you, Na thought she was going to cry.  Is HyunJoong-ssi sad about going to the military?"

 - "Deh...anieyo...mollahyo - Na just wished I did more before going in."

 - "It's not the end of the world, your fans will wait for you, majayo?  Then you'll have even more fans."

 - "Sunbae can always have a job as a wedding singer," KyuJong teased.

 - "I don't think you have anything to worry about," Kike said.  "Your fans in South America and Central America haven't met you yet.  They will be waiting.  Let's do Viña del Mar, in Chile, together one day."

 - "Deh!  I'd rather watch Kim HyunJoong than Kike's half- dancers shaking their...bonbons."

 - "They are not half and that's the choreography for the song."

 - "Kike, they do that in every song."

 - "Hóyeme chica, a quien estás criticando (Listen here girl, who are you criticizing)?"

 - "A tus bailarinas (Your female dancers)!"

 - "Kim HyunJoong se quita la camisa y no me tutees (Kim HyunJoong removes his shirt and don't talk casually to me)!"

 - "That's different and I can talk casually if I want!"

 - "Jihoo, are you sure you want to marry my sister?"

Emily was a little worried about the brother and sister quarrel but the guys were too busy laughing.  HyunJoong was laughing so hard tears were forming in his eyes.

Jihoo stood and hugged his wife from behind leaning his head on top of hers.  "Deh, hyeongnim, Na can't imagine a day without her by my side."

The sweet moment was broken up by JunPyo's booming voice.  "Yah, can you guys do that on your own time?"

 - "JunPyo-ssi!"  Ilana stood to greet them, not before sneaking a kiss to Jihoo's cheek.  "JanDi-ah!  InHei-ah, give Imo a hug."  The child giggled but was suddenly shy and hung back.  "Arraso, I see how it is.  Na won't introduce you to Isabel, she's your Unnie, I think."  JeongYul wasn't as bashful and came forward with a huge grin to hug Ilana.  "Thank you JeongYul, you're getting to be nomu yippeun, like Appa."

 - "Greomyo, eotteohke jinaeseyo?"

 - "Jaljinaeyo, YiJeong-ssi," Ilana said as she hugged his wife.  "Are your rooms to your liking?  JunPyo, it's not Shinwa, we're only an inn, not a resort but it's comfortable."

JanDi gave her husband a hard look in warning to be kind to Ilana.

 - "Anieyo," he said a little embarrassed all of a sudden.  "Gwenchanayo!  Choahyo.  Deh, everything is satisfactory so far.  Gomawoyo."

 - "Anieyo gwenchanayo, I'm returning the favor.  I owe JunPyo-ssi, don't I?"

 - "Waeyo?!"  JunPyo feigned ignorance.

Ilana smiled, gratefully, “kansamnida Gu JunPyo-ssi."

 - "Na told Sarang they loved you," Jihoo whispered in her ear.

 - "Saranghaeyo," Ilana whispered back.

 - "Chincha?!  Are you two at it again?"  JunPyo rolled his eyes as a secret smile tugged at his lips.  He was very happy for his friend.

 - "Deh, I thought WooBin and JaeKyung were the show off couple," YiJung added.

 - "Arraso!  Arraso!  Begopayo?"

 - "Ilana-yah, don't listen to them," GaEul said.  "We ate at the hotel, the food was excellent."

JanDi was peeking at the delicious-looking food.  "Na will try a little bit," she eagerly took a plate not being able to resist the delicious looking food in front of her and had suddenly forgotten they had just eaten.  After all these years her metabolism was just as fast.

The second group hadn't been there long when more voices were heard, the New York group had arrived.  "Hey, nice place," Jaejoong said.

 - "Tía!  Ajussi!"  Isabel ran to them breaking the awkward moment when everyone, other than Jaejoong, realized Ilana was not who they thought she was.  Isabel bowed to Jihoo but ran straight for a hug from Ilana.  "Preciosa muñeca (Precious doll), you've gotten so big!  I have a friend for you."  Ilana took her hand, leading her to InHei and JeongYul.  "InHei-ah, JeongYulie-ah, Isabel inmnida.  She's six."

 - "Annyeong hasseyo, unnie," InHei bowed.

 - "Will Noona play with us?"

 - "Guerae!"

Ilana wondered where the kids could play, she didn't own kids movies; she was raised on MGM musicals and such.  "If you promise not to harm my babies and goyangi, I have a few stuffed animals in my room."

 - "I brought Isabelle too," Isabel retrieved her doll from a chair.

 - "I'll show them to the room," Jihoo said.

 - "I'll walk with you," Jaejoong followed, along with the kids and their babysitter.

Ilana turned to Abigaíl and they both began to cry.

 - "I missed you!

 - "Me too!"

 - "Yah!  What about us?"  ShiYoon called out.

 - "Deh!  ShiYoon-ssi, nomu bogoshipatso!  All of you!"  Ilana began dispensing hugs amidst her tears.  "Miahnae, I had to leave like that, it wasn't planned."

 - "This is a really nice house, Ilana," Uee complimented.

 - "Deh, are you a secret chaebol or something?"  Ilwoo teased.  The home was modest but definitely not your average house.

 - "Something like that but please, I'm still Ilana and always have been.  Although my life is richer now than what it was, I have the Lord and my love by my side."  Ilana was smiling and she was sure she was bright red.

 - "Nope, I don't think that's the same Ilana," Shancai laughed.

 - "Deh, it's always been in her; sarang just had to bring it out."  A voice came from the corner of the dining room.  HyunJoong and Kike had moved over to where KyuJong and Emily sat.  They had all been watching the reunion with amusement.

 - "Omo, omo, omo!"  Uee's eyes grew twice their size in the span of a few seconds.  "Ilana-yah is that...and him...?"

 - "Oops, mianhae!  My other chingu are off exploring but this is Kim KyuJong, his girlfriend Emily Wells, and their friend Kim HyunJoong.  I think he sings or something like that, majayo?"  Ilana teased.  "Ah, nae pabo Oppa, Enrique."

 - "Annyeong hasseyo," HyunJoong and KyuJong stood immediately and bowed.

 - "Ignore nae yeoja chingu, Kim YuJin.  Ilwoo indmida, manaseh bangobsumnida,"  He bowed.  "Chinguya, Shancai inmnida, Abigaíl inminida."

The girls all stood transfixed, Jaejoong didn’t have their hesitation.  "Ah, this is your Oppa, no wonder he never showed his face.  "Jaejoong Kim, nice to meet you."

 - "It's good to meet all my sister's friends."

 - "Chica," Abigaíl took Ilana by the arm, "you have explaining to do."

Ilana laughed.  "I met Kim HyunJoong before I even knew who he was and Kike and I grew up together.  My Godparents were his group’s managers.  They came to live here after my parents passed away," she shook off the memory.  "But Shancai, Huaze Lei wasn't able to come?"

 - "No, he was already scheduled to be in Japan with a group."

 - "Thank you for coming, really!  It was short notice."

 - "Well, since your fiancé pulled strings, it was really easy," Uee had recovered from her shell shock.

Jihoo and Jaejoong escorted the kids and babysitter to Ilana's room. "Orenmanida, eotteohke jinaeseyo (Long time no see, how are you)?"

 - "Jaljinaeyo," Jihoo responded with a smile on his face.

 - "Love suits you both.  I can see everything is well.  Ilana has been well?"

 - "Deh, those weeks we were apart...mollah, she went through so much.  But all that's gone.  Yesu gave us a miracle.  Na could have lost her forever."  Jihoo explained to Jaejoong briefly what he found out upon their reunion.

It was getting late, the rehearsal had gone off with more laughter than rehearsing.  Once JungMin and Suzy arrived, the chaos doubled.  WooBin and JaeKyung had stayed at the hotel as JaeKyung wasn't feeling well after their flight.  Harabeoji had retired to his room and most of her friends were outside.  The tables and chairs had all been erected, while the flowers and the rest of the decor wouldn’t be arriving until morning.  Their wedding clothes were pressed and ready to go as were the rest of her guests.  The hotel guests had also left; Brendon was still not back as some of Jihoo's guests had not arrived.  He would be exhausted but at least he could sleep in.  The wedding didn't start until four and they had two shuttles and the carriage to bring people to the wedding from the hotel.  They weren't worried about the number of cars in the neighborhood as seventy-five percent of their guests were staying at the hotel.  Her friends would be helping with parking if needed.  Jihoo and Ilana made their escape to their room.  Everything was ready, except for YoungSaeng.  Ilana prayed that he'd be able to come, then she would know he was still her Oppa.

They decided to preserve western tradition and sleep in separate rooms so the groom didn't see the bride before the wedding.  "Jalja Sarang," Jihoo kissed her softly.

 - "Jalja," she frowned.  "Na won't see you until the wedding."

 - "Gwenchana, I'll call often.  This time tomorrow night we'll officially be husband and wife, witnessed in front of friends, family, and God.  Youngwonee Sarang."

 - "Deh, na want that, youngwonee.  Everything is right, everything is where it's supposed to be.  Na didn't want to think that far ahead because Na was scared but now Na want to be greedy and don't want to lose one day without you by my side."

 - "Nado, nae sarang," Jihoo picked her up and kissed her, savoring the kiss.

 - "Shouldn't you two be getting rest?"  Kike had come to find his room and startled the pair. 

 - "We're going," Jihoo kissed her one more time.  "Jalja nae sarang."

 - "Jalja," Ilana walked in her room a pretty shade of pink.

 - "Her friends will be up all night.  I think they are planning some sort of surprise for the wedding."

 - "I don't put it past them, hyeongnim, Jalja."

 - "Thank you for loving her and waiting for her."

Jihoo hadn't gone into detail but told him they had already registered their marriage but she still wasn't ready to take their marriage further.  "Anieyo, na count it a blessing to know the Lord loves us so much, that he went through so much to bring us together.  What are a few weeks?" Jihoo walked into his room.

April 1, 2015

It was almost time Jihoo stood smiling to himself in about another hour they would be officially joined together.  "What God has joined together, let no one separate."  He believed that with all his heart.  They were separated for nine weeks and yet the Lord brought her right back to him, where she belonged.

 - "I recognize that grin," Jaejoong said.

 - "Nado," JunPyo also walked up to his friend.  "The last F4 to take this walk, chukahae." 

 - "Nana said Ilana wasn't in her room this morning," Kike also joined the conversation.  "Would you know where she was?"

 - "Deh, that's the grin, I recognized," Jaejoong laughed.  "It's okay Enrique-ssi, they've been legally married since December."

 - "Jihoo Uissa, groomsmen, I need some pictures of you.  Harabeoji is waiting in the study."  HyungJun came up to them.

Jihoo gave his friends an annoyed look and walked off, ignoring the gaggle of laughter behind him.

Ilana had a similar smile on her face as So YiHyun snapped pictures of Nana fussing over her.

 - "Chica, what's that smile about?"  Abigaíl said.

 - "I've seen that smile, Abi-ssi, she's thinking of her soon to be husband."  Suzy put in.

 - "Keep thinking of him," YiHyun said.  "I love that smile."

 - "Nana, I heard Unnie wasn't in her room this morning," Suzy said mischievously.

Nana just smiled, Ilana turned bright red and the other three began to laugh uncontrollably.

 - "Chica, where were you last night?"  Abigaíl gave her a light pinch.

 - "YiHyun Unnie, it's getting late, we're taking a few pictures outside, majayo?"  Ilana asked abruptly.

 - "Deh!  Let me ask our guard."  WooBin was standing watch to make sure Jihoo didn't get to see his bride before the wedding and also to make sure Ilana didn't escape.  JaeKyung was outside greeting guests with Harabeoji and Kike, now that their picture session was done.

Ilana let her mind wander, remembering what had happened in the morning.  She woke up close to dawn and was unable to sleep.  Her bed felt cold without Jihoo next to her and not thinking that she was wearing shorts, she took Joy next door.  They carefully snuggled in next to a dead to the world, Jihoo.  He immediately wrapped his arms around her in instinct and they slept another four hours.

Ilana woke to his mouth claiming hers and his hands roving her bare thigh.  His tickles were sending little bursts of electricity up and down her body, making her tremble in weakness.  She didn't know when his mouth had left hers and was now on her neck burning, searing her flesh as it traveled down to her shoulder, lowering the strap to her tank top.  His hand had moved under her shirt teasing her bare stomach and deliberately grazing her s.  She was lost in his kisses and touch.

Jihoo too was in a daze.  Upon the verge of consciousness, he felt her warmth next to him and her sleepy morning scent made her irresistible to him.  He wanted to kiss her, steal a quick kiss but she was just too beautiful to stop at that.  He needed her as close to him as possible.  Effortlessly, he rolled with her on top of him and sat up, making her straddle him.  He claimed again; she wasn't denying him anything.  Her hands caressed his neck and chest, while his hands were taking advantage of her bare legs.

Ilana was suddenly conscious of Jihoo's most noticeable desire and yet couldn't tear herself away from his kisses.  Jihoo's hand had moved to her back and the other to her neck and upper chest.  The hand on her back was raising her shirt with full intent of removing it when a knock on the door, sent Ilana scrambling off his lap.  He recovered enough to pull her to his chest and make a shushing sound.

 - "Niños, ya levantarse, ahorita les traigo desayuno (Kids, it's time to get up, I'll bring breakfast)."

They waited about a minute and Jihoo began to laugh silently.

 - "Yah!"  Ilana whispered loudly and struck at his chest.

Jihoo pecked at her pouting lips, she was bright red and her heart that had been strumming with desire was now thumping in shock.  "Deh, Sarang, go to your room before you're late for your hair and makeup."

Ilana would have been the happiest bride in the entire world, except for the fact that she was going to walk down the aisle knowing her special Oppa was not there to be happy for her.  Not because he was unavoidably detained but because he needed to keep his distance from her.

The guests were already seated, thanks to their handsome escorts.  Harabeoji had just left his Grandson's side and honored Nana, by escorting her personally down the aisle, as there were no Mothers to provide that service for.  Jaejoong, JunPyo, YiJung, Jihoo, and Pastor JaeRim took their positions, waiting patiently for the bride.  Jihoo smiled brighter than anyone knew he could.  Yes, it was the best day of his life, he and his lovely wife would receive their blessing today and start their journey as husband and wife.  Harabeoji and he had a minute to themselves just before walking out.

 - "Child, abeoji cannot be here to see you today but may God, our creator bless this union.  I pray that there be no more tears for the two of you.  You've been blessed by the Lord as he has handpicked your bride.  You've taught this old man what it is to have hope and faith and peace that only Yesunim can give.  Saranghaeyo child from the day you were born and now and into the future when your own children come."

 Though he smiled, tears ran down Jihoo's eyes.  Haraboji gave his Grandson a back pounding hug.

Jihoo waited for his bride, praising God for the day.

 - "You're on, girl, let's go!"  WooBin had heard from the wedding coordinator and relayed the message to Ilana; Kike and she had just taken a few pictures at the foot of the stairs.

 - "Lista (ready)?"

 - "Three months late, but yes, I'm ready," Ilana was all smiles.

Kike kept looking behind his shoulder but Ilana was too busy looking forward to look back.  Kike walked slowly, Ilana thought he didn't want her to trip in her dress.

The girls were going ahead of Ilana, Abigaíl first, then Suzy in a cerulean blue strapless crinkly crepe, cocktail length dress with a draped bodice and sweetheart neckline.  The gathered skirt wrapped around cascading into a slight hi-low hem skirt.  They each carried a bouquet of white long-stemmed calla lilies wrapped in a burgundy ribbon.   Isabel and InHei followed giggling and tossing burgundy rose petals.  Their tea-length dresses, in white organza over satin, were adorned with a cerulean floral sash at the waist.

YoungSaeng had fought his stubborn resolve all night and all morning.  He stared at himself in his dress uniform that he had pressed upon arrival.  Sooner or later he would put one foot in front of the other and go to the wedding.  Harabeoji's words had not left him.

- "He's been serving for a year now, he knows his responsibilities..."

Yes, he knew his responsibilities.  He promised to come back a better Oppa and chingu if she would just give him the time away.  She had done that most likely thinking he hated her.  His body was ahead of his mind or was it his mind acting independently from his body.  He was dressed and ready two hours before the wedding.  Knowing there was transportation to and from the wedding, he just couldn't get his feet to move.  He told her to be happy and now that she was, he was deliberately making her sad.

Perhaps it was time to finally say goodbye to her.  He made a last-minute call about forty-five minutes before the wedding.  Arriving at the lobby, he found out the shuttles were both gone and the carriage would be leaving as well but the girl was nowhere to be found.  YoungSaeng was ready to call a cab when he spotted a girl crossing the street nonchalantly with a milkshake in hand, wearing an antique dress.  He ran to her, "I need to get to the wedding ASAP, please!"  He had startled her and they both stood in the middle of the street until she saw the opposing light turn yellow.

 - "Come on!"  She couldn't run in the shoes she wore and wanted to yell at him and ask if he couldn't have shown up fifteen minutes earlier.  Weddings never start on time, so personally, she wasn't in a hurry but he obviously was.  They would not get there right at four, traffic was heavier now with schools having already let out.

Kike had stalled the girls a few times before they walked down the aisle, but he couldn't stall any longer as Ilana was getting suspicious and the wedding coordinator frustrated.  This was it, the Pachelbel cannon was beginning; HyunJoong on the keyboard and JungMin on the flute.

YoungSaeng was running through the house, startling everyone.  At least they were kind enough to point the way.  The music had begun just as he got to the edge of the garden and he put a hand on Kike's shoulder as the lattice doors flew open.

 - "I'm here," YoungSaeng was just a little winded.

 - "Oppa!

 - "It took you long enough!"  Kike yelled.

Ilana didn't know to hug him to pieces or stare just stare with a grin and tears threatening to spill over.

The music kept playing over and over waiting for the bride to make her way down the aisle.  Murmurs were starting as they were in plain sight and everyone wondered what was going on, including Ilana.

 - "Gentleman, the groom is waiting, do we need to have this conversation now?"  The wedding coordinator, WooBin, and YiJung had rushed over to see what the hold up was.

 - "Ilana-yah, gwenchana?"  YiJung asked while WooBin gave Kike a questioning look.  Kike responded with a nod of the head indicating everything was fine.

 - "Mollahyo YiJung-ssi," Ilana laughed cried.

 - "You're going to ruin your makeup," the coordinator took out a cotton square and dabbed at Ilana's eyes, then followed with translucent powder.

The music had stopped, it'd been about five minutes.  "Whatever's going on, you have a second to resolve it; I'm starting the music."  She dialed JungMin's number.

YoungSaeng bowed, then took Ilana's arm.  "Eeliwah (Come on), Cinderella, Oppa's walking you down the aisle."  Ilana didn't move for a second as she closed her eyes and thanked the Lord for making her the happiest bride ever.

 - "Yah, I know I'm handsome but you don't have to faint."

 - "Pfft, mollah (whatever)!"

 - "Did Oppa give Ilana permission to use banmal?"  Ilana ignored his complaint as they walked down the aisle.

She beamed, eyes on Jihoo and her favorite Oppa at her side, everything was perfect.

Jihoo watched her walking towards him, should he be worried about YoungSaeng?  He would but her eyes were on him as she walked with that sweet smile that lit up her entire face.  Her eyes danced with glee as if she would be dancing or running down the aisle given the chance.  She was so beautiful, her hair was down, the way he liked it.  It was half gathered, only enough to keep it out of her face, in large curls and tiara at the top (the one HyungJun had given her.  Her sweetheart dress was covered in lace, keeping her shoulders and arms from getting too cold in the afternoon breeze.

They had arrived at the front, Jihoo moved to step to the right of Ilana.

 - "Dear friends and family, with great affection for Jihoo and Ilana, we have gathered together to witness and bless their union in marriage.  As followers of Jesus Christ, we believe that God created marriage. In Genesis, it says:  'It is not good for man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him'.  Jihoo and Ilana as you prepare to take these vows, give careful thought and prayer, for as you make them you are making an exclusive commitment one to the other for as long as you both shall live. Your love for each other should never be diminished by difficult circumstances, and it is to endure until death parts you.  As God's children, your marriage is strengthened by your obedience to your Heavenly Father and His Word.”  Pastor JaeRim opened in prayer and the guests were then seated.

Ilana neither heard nor saw anything besides Jihoo standing there.  Likewise, YoungSaeng was just trying to concentrate on not crying.

Neither noticed the baby and mantis sneaking closer to them.  Kike also was creeping in their direction until they were directly behind them.  "Who gives this woman to be married?" Pastor JaeRim also wondered what they were up to.

 - "Her favorite Oppa does."

 - “We do!”  The other three shouted all at once making Ilana jump.

 - "Mianhae, I'm her favorite Oppa too," KyuJong kissed her cheek and gave her a quick hug.

 - "Yah, I thought I was your favorite!"  HyungJun, who was standing next to KyuJong, kissed her other cheek and lifted her up with his hug.

 - "Oppa!  Put me down!"  Ilana laughed as the tears were overflowing.

HyungJun released her and Kike kissed and hugged her.  "Hoye, se te olvidó que yo soy tu hermano favorito (Hey!  Did you forget I was your favorite brother)?"

 - "No," Ilana laughed.  "You're my very first favorite Oppa."

 - "Moksanim (Pastor)," KyuJong said.  "I think it's safe to say, she's been given."

YoungSaeng kissed her forehead for old time’s sake and not caring who was watching, drew her in for a long-overdue hug.  The waterworks had begun for both.

Amidst the laughter, YoungSaeng took her hand, placing it into Jihoo’s waiting hand and bowed.  “Arrayo Yoon Jihoo-ssi makes her happy and deh, it's all about that.  To see this smile on her face is...well...you know."

 - "Deh, arrayo.  Kansamnida, you’ve completed her day,” Jihoo said and meant it.

Ilana smiled a bit shyly after the crazy display from her friends and Kike.  "Saranghaeyo," Jihoo mouthed.

 - "Na do saranghaeyo," Ilana mouthed back.

Suzy adjusted her cathedral length train and Ilana handed her the burgundy rose and white calla lily bouquet. 

The bouquet had miraculously not gotten dropped in all the hugging.

The bride and groom wore their biggest smiles.  "Jihoo and Ilana,” Pastor Jonathan began.  "I'm honored to be a part of this day.  I'm honored to be a part of all weddings but it's always a special treat...a blessing when I can definitely say, the Lord has brought you two together.  Jihoo knows without a doubt, Ilana is the helper that God made especially for him.  He...,” gesturing to Jihoo, "...born in the Republic of Korea; Ilana was born here, in this home, in the county of Los Angeles, California.  Both lost your parents at a young age..,"

Ilana looked at Jihoo a little sadly.  He the back of her hand with his thumb.  "Gwenchana," he mouthed.  She smiled back, assuring him, she was fine.

 - "...both began a journey that would take you to New York.  Little did Jihoo know that he would meet the love of his life there.  Ilana who had gone through a very rough road thought she could never love or at least never marry but the Lord had other plans for you.  I met Ilana as she tried to run away from love.  The enemy had convinced her she was unworthy of God’s love, much less Jihoo’s.  The Lord rescued her from the mire, didn’t let her sink, delivered her from the enemy, and from the deep waters and brought her right back to Jihoo.  So I know that their love won’t be diminished by difficult circumstances.  Why?  Because they’ve faced the great challenge of being apart for three months and near-death experiences; despite it all they are standing here today.  Jihoo was strengthened by our Father in Heaven and His perfect Word.  Ilana too, obeyed His calling that led her back to Seoul, not knowing if Jihoo would still be waiting for her but because the Lord told her to go, she went and was rewarded.  They know how to put the Lord first in their lives and have seen the fruit of it.”

Pastor JaeRim continued with a pledge for their lives.  “I want you two to pledge something to each other and I know it won’t be difficult as you are already living it.  1 Peter 4:8 says above all; love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.  Jihoo and Ilana will you make this pledge to each other?”

The bride and groom looked at each other, “we do!”  They said in one voice.

 - “Ilana, you told me this is your favorite verse.  I know that you have been on the receiving end of that love and knowing that whatever your sins, they were forgiven in love.  The verse goes on, ‘offer hospitality to one another without grumbling.  Jihoo, when Ilana is pregnant and wants kimbap in the middle of the night, you’ll go out and get it for her without complaints.”  Ilana suppressed her giggles with her hand.  Jihoo had no problem agreeing with the Pastor.  "This is my final charge to you:  ‘Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms’.  This includes serving each other, do you agree?”  After hearing their confirmation he said, “Jihoo and Ilana have prepared their own vows:"

Jihoo:  Sarang, I don’t know how I found favor with Yesu.  He has blessed me with the love of my life, nae burgundy rose and I didn’t know how happy my heart could be.  Na want to work together with you in God’s service in accordance with His perfect will.  No matter what life brings our way, I promise to always love you and be faithful to you for as long as we both live.  As it is written in Ephesians 5, I will submit myself to you and I vow to show you the same kind of love as Yesu showed the church when He died for her.  You are now bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh. And in the sight of God, we are now one.”  Jihoo thought she had been a part of him for so long, yet what would it be like when they were truly joined as one.  She would be an extension of his own flesh and bone.  Yes, he couldn’t wait for that type of physical and spiritual union, even closer than what they were now.

Ilana:  Sarang, nae sarang,” Ilana began with slightly shaky voice,” I don’t know how I found favor with Yesu.  He has blessed me with the love of my life, nae special chingu and I didn’t know what joy was until you came into my life.  Na want to work together with you in God’s service in accordance to His perfect will.  No matter what life brings our way, I promise to always love you and be faithful to you for as long as we both live.  As it is written in Ephesians 5, I will submit myself to you as unto Christ.  I will love, honor, and obey you as the head of our home.  I will build you up when life weighs you down. I will encourage you to walk into God’s purpose for your life.  You are now my husband, my lover, my protector, and my friend. And in the sight of God, we are now one.”  Yes, she was done trying to do things on her own, from now on she had Jihoo to be her lead.  She didn’t have to struggle alone anymore because he would be at her side for all her needs, her worries and her joys.  Likewise, she’d be his helper to be there to encourage and lift him up whenever he needed.

- “The wedding ring is a symbol of eternity. It is an outward sign of an inward and spiritual bond which unites two hearts in endless love. And now as a token of your love and of your deep desire to be forever united in heart and soul, Jihoo you may place the ring on the finger of your bride.”

Taking the ring from JunPyo and placing it on Ilana’s finger, “with this ring I thee wed, with my body I thee honor and all my worldly goods I thee share.”

Ilana took the ring from Suzy and placed it on Jihoo’s finger, repeating the exact same vow.

Jihoo and Ilana chose to demonstrate their unity in marriage with God and each other with the chord of three strands.  Jaejoong handed it to Jihoo, who held it by the ring, while Ilana began to braid it.  The gold strand represents God and His majesty. The purple strand represents the groom and his life. The white strand represents the bride and her life.

Ilana smiled, though the tears fell freely.  She was ready where she wasn’t before; to give herself fully to the man the Lord had chosen for her as husband and lover.  To become one with him was her desire, to be forever united in heart, soul, and body.

HyunJoong began to sing as Ilana tied the cord:  “I want to give everything of me if it were for you… “

 - “Ecclesiastes 4:12 reads, ‘Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken’.  Jihoo and Ilana together with God can safeguard their marriage from attacks from this world and the spiritual realm.”

Ilana sniffled thinking of the attacks of both worlds that had nearly killed her.  She thought she had to stand alone but she knew better now.

Pastor JaeRim then pronounced them husband and wife in the sight of God and man.  Jihoo reached out to wipe her tears.

Closing in prayer, Pastor JaeRim asked God to bless and keep the marriage, to protect and guide them and reward them for their faithfulness.

Jihoo and Ilana had gotten lost in each other again and scarcely heard the closing prayer.  Their eyes communicated a love language of their own. Ilana ducked her head shyly, but couldn’t keep her gaze away for very long.

JaeRim played with them for a little while, keeping quiet for about thirty seconds without Jihoo and Ilana even noticing.  “Friends and family, I think our new husband and wife are no longer amongst us,” he teased.

This woke them up as they both looked at the Pastor.

 - “Now that I have your attention, Jihoo…you may kiss your bride.”

Ilana was already blushing as he put a hand on her cheek.  Bending his face to hers which was much easier in her almost four-inch heels, he nibbled her lips agonizingly slow before covering them completely.  Her arms found their way around his neck, pulling him closer.

Their friends erupted in cheers and whistles, while the elders smiled and clapped.

Jihoo ended the kiss reluctantly and placed his forehead to hers.  “Nomu saranghaeyo,”

 - “Nomu nomu saranghaeyo.”

Once he thought the kiss was done and safe to proceed, Pastor JaeRim introduced, truly for the very first time, Mr. and Mrs. Yoon.

Jihoo snuck in one more quick kiss before Suzy handed Ilana her bouquet and HyunJoong and JungMin began the wedding march.  Jihoo took Ilana’s arm and walked with his wife back down the aisle.

Reception to follow my dears, you would have killed me if I didn't produce a wedding this week.

And here we are, November 2017 and some of you might find yourselves in Seoul getting ready to party with our boy in the HAZE! 

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