"Farewell"

 

Song: Adam Levine - The Lost Stars

 

 

“Mr. Wu, do you have any recommendation upon the strategy you’re presenting?”

I stopped typing on my iPad and looked up to Kris hyung who stood up in the podium. We’re in the middle of our semester meeting regarding the development of our company properties as well as the room selling. Each of the hotels owned by Wu Global Company already has prestigious position in the market, but still, we need to sell more and more room to our guest and it was not easy, considering the growth of our competitor in the hotel industry. And this time, as the future CEO, Kris hyung presented his plan for the second semester this year. Christmas and New Year were passed in perfection, all of the rooms were booked and since it’s low season, we have to think of future plan before summer approached and the holiday season started again. Well, the snow has not melted yet and spring was about to come, but that’s what planner should do. Planning everything ahead and executing it right.

I watched over Kris hyung expression. He just stayed still, closing his eyes. I looked around the room; the board members were looking at him in confused. He has not yet answered the question. I walked closer to Kris hyung and softly patted him.

“Mr. Wu” I called him softly. He suddenly opened his eyes and when our eyes met, it seemed like he finally realized why he’s standing in this podium.  

“Mr. Lee asked you about the recommendation of your strategy” I whispered quickly before I patted his back and walked back to my seat, watching him. I noticed that Lady Wu gave a stern look at Kris hyung.

Kris hyung then let out a cough before saying sorry for wandering around and then started to explain further about the plan. I let out a relieved sigh, it was good that he at least could still remember and explain well to the rest of the board members. We’ve been discussing about this plan though for the past two months and I could tell that it was one of the best things he could do despite the emotional fight he had inside his mind.

For Kris hyung to be able to stand here and work normally like the past three months was not a disaster in his life was great already. We sort of asked special force of bodyguard to protect him from the hungry reporters who seemed to want eating him alive every time they met him outside the hotel. We’ve banned reporters to be presence near our hotels, but still, they’re everywhere and always tried to dig more about the divorce between Kris hyung and Jinah nuna. It was like a series of gloomy episode in his life, I could tell.

Signing the divorce form, Kris hyung really let Jinah nuna got what she wanted. I would never understand why she did that, trying so hard to be away from him; but I did know that Kris hyung would never want her to be sad or hurt. He did it because he’s tired seeing her crying by staying as his wife. I thought that was stupid, letting someone he loves the most to be away from him; but later on I realized that Kris hyung just didn’t want her to hurt. Even when they’re officially divorced and both were chased by the reporters, he didn’t forget to send some of the guards to protect her as well. If he didn’t care for her anymore, he would never do that. At least none of his exes were ever get his attention back when he broke up with them. But Jinah nuna... Kris hyung loves her a lot to the extent that if it made her happy to be divorced from him, he would follow what she wanted. I would never understand these two.

I fully attended the meeting again when the board members agreed to discuss further about the plan and ended this meeting. I helped to organize the laptop and some files that were used during the presentation. I noticed that Lady Wu came in our direction along with her secretary.

“Come to my room. I have things to discuss” she said shortly before she continued to walk. I nodded and noticed that Kris hyung just blinked before he let out heavy sigh. I wanted to say something, but I held it back. What his mother about to say probably would burden him more.

After everything was settled, I walked along with Kris hyung to Lady Wu’s personal office. But even before I could close the door of her room, I noticed how angry Lady Wu was.

“What was that? Were you dozing off back then in front of the whole board members?! Was that my son, the future CEO of this company, who was slacking there?” Lady Wu said as she punched the top of the wooden table.

“I’m sorry” that’s the only thing he could said. I glanced at him but decided to just look down to the ground. Sometimes I wondered if he’s really the heir of this huge company judging the way his mother treated him.

“You’re not ready, Kris” Lady Wu said, shaking her head in frustration. “I don’t know how we’re going to face the board member and the elder with you being like this” she said, looking at him with a depressed look. Lady Wu regretted yelling at him, I bet. She looked at her son with an apologetic look, before shaking her head again. She walked to him and cupped both of his face, softly rubbing it. 

“Kris... wake up, please. We’re almost running out of time”

Kris hyung then looked at her and nodded weakly. “I’ll try my best, Ma”

It’s so sad to look at him in this kind of condition. I hope he would be angry or at least trying to let out the emotion he had inside; but he bottled it up. He stopped being the Kris Wu he used to be, he’s apparently the new Kris Wu that I was not happy to be around. Everything has changed ever since he got divorced.

“I’m cancelling your trip for the annual board meeting in Canada. You’re not ready” she suddenly said, earning a reaction from Kris hyung. This annual meeting would be a big hit if Kris hyung could present his plan to the whole board member, including his mother. But if he couldn’t join...

He quickly shook his head. “Ma, not this one! I’m joining”

“Your behavior today was enough for me to cancel it” she shortly said.

“I’ll go and I’ll show you how capable I am to lead this company. Please, Ma” he said with a pleading look. Mrs. Wu still shook her head.

“Kris-“

“One more chance, Mother” he said, looking at her with all he could. His mother cupped his face once again and brought him to her embrace, placing his head on her shoulder and softly patted it, rubbing his back with her hand.

“I’ll show you that you won’t regret giving this company to me” he said softly, hugging his mother warmly. “Please”

His mother could only sigh and secretly glancing at me. I looked at her back, kind of knowing what she wanted to say through her glance. She’s too, feeling like pitying him. This was the first time I saw Kris hyung looked like this. I knew he used to feel a broken heart, but never like this. Never once I saw him looking like he couldn’t stand to stay alive.

 

“What’s that?” Kris hyung asked as he sat on his dining chair, appointing at the pack of food that I brought.

“Kyungsoo dropped by to the office earlier and he sent you dinner to enjoy” I responded, trying to sound cheerful although I knew his mood was a little off. I reasoned that I wanted to charge my phone so I could stop by at his suite, just to check on him.

The room cleaner did the job well, no dirt spotted in this two story suite. But I could sense that Kris hyung rarely being around the house except for his room. It’s been a while since he lived back in his suite again. The last time was two years ago, before he’s married to Jinah nuna. It must have been really hard for him to stay at their house, moving back to where Jinah nuna was never been would be better for him.

“Did you having a trouble to sleep, Hyung?” I asked him casually, enjoying the coffee in my cup.

He glanced at me before he shook his head. “I sleep well”

I just nodded, although I knew that it was such a lie. His dark circles couldn’t lie and when he lies, Kris hyung somehow always made it obvious that he’s indeed not telling the truth. We kept talking about the preparation for the trip to Canada, since he’s going to be there for two weeks. For the time being, I would stay back in Seoul, waiting for him as I watched the work progress here.

“Take a good sleep, Hyung. I’m going home” I said as I waved to him.

“Take care. Thanks, Chen” he responded before he closed the door, locking it.  

I took my car that was parked in the basement, driving it out from the parking lot and quickly parked it again across the apartment complex. If what the security guard told me earlier about what he saw these past weeks, I should be witnessing this as well. I turned off the lamp of my car and watched the building, there’s nothing. After waiting for an hour there, finally he appeared.

Walking in his jogging attire, Kris hyung did some stretching movement as he jogged. He wore his training suit and a hat that covered the upper part of his face. But I could notice him easily; there weren’t a lot of guys with a look like him. I sighed as I saw him started to jog around the apartment complex.

I rechecked on the time, it’s almost midnight. The security guard told me that he had been seeing Kris hyung jogged like that for two or three hours in the middle of the night, jogged like there’s no tomorrow; no wonder he always looked sleepy and tired when he’s in the office. I couldn’t help but wondering to myself, was it that hard to face the reality when your loved one was away from you?

Kris hyung was one of the people in this world who took things seriously, a man with reason. Whatever he did, whatever he said, it must have been planned and a product of his thought. So it must have been so tiring for him to keep thinking about her and only her. I knew he’s still thinking about Jinah nuna. I was once walked in his office and found him fell asleep as he called her name, but I never knew that he’s this restless. Was it that hard for him to just sleep as he forgets about her?

He really needs a help. He seriously needs it.

 

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When I opened my eyes this morning, I blinked lazily as I tried to recall where am I, the condition of my room, and lastly, checking on the time. I yawned as I stretched my limbs and arms, trying to make myself comfortable. Oh, I really love my bed it was such a hard thing to do to get up and be separated from my love, the bed. But I really have to wake up; it’s time for me to make a breakfast.

I walked downstairs as I tied my long wavy hair into a messy bun. I planned to create a quick breakfast consisted of corn flakes and fresh milk, and maybe I’m going to have some toast with raspberry jam. Sounds delicious already but my imagination was broken once I smelled the tasty waffle dough around the kitchen. Half running I walked inside the kitchen only to find a morning show of Kris Wu preparing a waffle as he mix the dough one more time. Oh yeah, I forgot about his presence in this house.

“Good morning Early Bird” I called him casually, rubbing his back and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. He smiled and chuckled as he heard my nickname for him.

Years knowing him, never once Kris was appeared messy and late. He’s always organized, neat, and clean; a perfect example of the future son in law every mother wished to get. And to see him being familiar with kitchen utensil, I bet every woman could feel a little aroused over watching his back as he made the breakfast.

“Had a nice sleep?” I asked him as I took one toast and spread the orange jam above it. Oh God, this tasted delicious!

“Hmm... It’s good” he shrugged like it’s not a big deal. I softly rubbed the dark circles below his eyes.

“You definitely need to take a good sleep, Kris. Your eyes couldn’t lie” I responded, trying to go with it casually. Kris once again just grinned and nodded, I didn’t know for what reason.

It’s almost a week since Kris arrived in Canada for an annual meeting where he’s scheduled to attend. Reasoning that he missed Vancouver, he came a week early to accompany me at my family house. It was good though to spend time with him again. We’ve been separated for years due to my school; but once both of us started to see each other again, it felt wonderful. It was like we’re never separated, nothing’s change. But the Kris that stood in front of me wasn’t someone I knew before.

Yes, he’s still my dearest cousin. Yes, he’s still the one who likes to tease me around when we’re at home. But something was off, like the way he smiled or the way he looked at me when we talked. We used to be very close, but recently, although he’s still a caring older cousin, he didn’t seem to be like himself. Even when I picked him up at the airport, he didn’t appear like he’s genuinely happy. He tried to be fine, I noticed that.    

I heard about the divorce news several months ago and I along with my parents couldn’t hide how shocked we were. It was like a rumor, but when I heard it directly from my aunt, I just knew that Kris and Jinah totally ended their relationship. The last time I saw her was when I got engaged back in Hong Kong and I could tell that Kris and Jinah looked like the happiest and sincere couple ever as they danced during the event. They loved each other, their chemistry said it all. So when the news spread awfully around the news and the internet, I really couldn’t believe it.

But it really happened. It spread widely on the news, the fact that it was not only a baseless rumor. I tried to call Jinah previously, but none of it worked. Her number seemed to be changed because from what I heard, she’s chased by the reporters as well. She’s been inactive in the industry for two months; she’s taking a short break before she would start working again. And other than her pictures that were candidly taken by the reporters or the netizen, I barely heard anything else about her. Kris, of course, didn’t talk about her.

Upon his arrival here in Vancouver, it’s like we had mutual understanding of not talking about his divorce, even when Henry came to take us for a reunion dinner. Henry and I had been really careful about the topic we brought and although Kris seemed to enjoy our company, his tired and depressive stare couldn’t be hidden. Henry couldn’t stop giving a glance at me, signaling that he’s worried over Kris but none of us could say anything. And so we followed Kris’ rule, by not talking about it. But seeing how depressed he looked, I suddenly got motivated to help him out.

It was like the time when he’s rejected by Lana. That day, he called me and sounded like he wanted to die. Lana was his first serious girlfriend, the one he really put serious thought with. She’s been closed with his mother; she grew a comfortable environment with the whole family. Lana, in short, was predicted to be Kris’ wife back then and there’s no doubt on it, judging from the way he treated her and how long they’re dating, almost 4 years. But then when he finally asked her to marry him, when he proposed her in the most romantic place in Vancouver, all she said was that she’s going to think about it. But the next day, she couldn’t be found anywhere.

He had been furious about her presence and tried to search for her but it took only a short phone call for Lana to end her long time relationship with Kris. And I knew that time that he’s so broken. I didn’t wait to fly to Vancouver that day, judging from how broken he was from his voice on the phone. And I seriously accompanied a zombie that time. He’s being emotional at first, getting angry almost at everything before he cried and felt like he’s not worth to be loved.

Kris was really never easily being opened up with his dates. He has his own reason. I knew he’s loved by his mother but the way she sent him to Vancouver to live on his own as she continued his father’s work made him felt like he’s not that worth to keep by his mother. I knew that Aunt Helen wasn’t a cruel person, she loved Kris a lot, but sometimes she’s giving him a hard time for the sake of building his strong mentality. But unknowingly, it gave him a traumatic pain of feeling unloved.

 His father left him when he’s still so young, his mother abandoned him in a foreign country, and the girl he loved rejected his proposal. There’re so many things that made him angry that time, because he thought that his anger could help him to fill the empty feeling he had felt since Lana rejected him. It took them more than two years before they could really see each other again without being emotional. She told him that she likes him, but not that deep enough to marry him. And although it was hard for him, in the end, he moved on and could accept the reality. But this time, I couldn’t think that it’d be easy for him to pass.

Kris really loves Jinah; it was like everyone in the family knew it. I got to know about their history finally; they went to a family meeting and explained their fake marriage plan. The elder were really angry about them for playing the marriage; they didn’t listen to Jinah and Kris’ explanation about the real feeling that they used to developed, because in the end during the meeting, what Jinah wanted was the permission to leave the family. Her father was angry as well, since he felt tricked by his own daughter. He’s so angry to both of them, he didn’t care whether they continued to be married or insisted to get divorce. It was really a dark period in the family; I couldn’t imagine what Kris and Jinah felt that time. The love that was shattered in between them really tore them apart.

It took me another week before I could even start to talk about Jinah with Kris. He’s having a problem, I knew it. But kept avoiding the topic of Jinah or about their divorce wouldn’t be a much of help for him to let go of her. By this time, the third month after their divorce, he supposed to start taking care of his own feeling. He’s slowly destructing his own self by kept hiding what he felt inside and didn’t allow anyone to help him. Chen and his friends in Korea told me that it’s so hard to get him opened up about this thing. But that’s what I’m going to do to him, healing him from the pain.

I was about to go to my room from the kitchen as I heard a sob from the room where Kris was sleeping. Walking closer to his room, the sob was heard louder and louder. I tried to knock but it seemed that Kris didn’t hear me out, so I dared myself to just open it. The door was not locked, so I could get in easily. The sight was making me sad though.

Kris was sobbing, crying as he called Jinnah’s name and begged her for not leaving him. The last time I saw him like this was when he’s staying at my parents’ house and called for his mother since he felt so lonely all the way in Canada. I couldn’t help but feeling broken to see him being like this again. I came to him and cupped his face, trying to calm him down.

“Kris... Kris... Wake up...” I called him, softly patted on his cheeks. He still called on her name; his voice was heard so broken.

“Kris... Please, wake up...” I called him again and again. “Kris!” I called him harder and he opened his eyes in a snap. Sweat was wetted his clothes and he looked half awaken.

“Janice?” he called my name with a hoarse voice. I quickly took the water on the nightstand, giving it for him to drink. He gulped the water as fast as possible, like he’s been running for an hour. When he started to take a breath normally and looked better, I wiped his ssweat with the nap and unknowingly, I just moved forward and hugged him.

“Hey... What’s wrong with you?” he asked me, surprised.

“Kris, please stop torture yourself” I told him as I drown my face on his chest, hugging him tighter.

“I’m fine, Janice” he said, rubbing on my back, trying to make me calm.

“No you’re not” I said, pulling back and looking at him. “I love you, Kris. I don’t want to see you dying like this. For the sake of yourself, Kris, please I beg you. Stop living your life like a ing zombie and stop thinking about her” unknowingly I started to cry as I recalled how badly his condition was the past weeks here.

He managed to let out a small smile as he messed the top of my hair. “You’ve been thinking of me?” he asked with a broken smile. “That’s the sweet of you, Cousin” he responded, trying to be playful but I’m not in the mood to be playful at all.

“I always think of you” I said, rubbing on his cheeks. “Stop hurting yourself, Kris. If she didn’t want you, then let her be. She must have been crazy to let go a very great guy like you”

“You’re taking side” he chuckled, pinching on my cheeks softly.

“You’re my cousin; of course I’ll take your side. No one could mess up with family” I told him, punching his shoulder with an annoyed feeling. He just smiled and brought me to his embrace as he placed his cheek at the top of my head.

“I’m being serious here, Kris” I told him, in case he thought that I was kidding around.

“I know” he replied softly.

“You can’t let the depression eating you up” I said again.

“I know”

“Kris...” I called his name softly. I really like Jinah, but if she hurt him like this, I really wouldn’t think twice to put her as my enemy. It’s silent for a while before I heard his voice again.

“There will be no more Jinah, Janice”

I couldn’t say anything. I knew it must have been so hard on him but seriously, he really should move on.

“I’m tired” he said. I looked up at him and I saw his dull expression as he mentioned her name. I could feel how exhausted he was.

“She won’t be here again” he said as he appointed his head. “Help me, hmm?”

I looked at him and then I nodded before hugging him again.

“This too shall pass, Kris”

 

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I watched her sleeping figure as I softly tucked the part of her hair to the back of her ear. It’s been a while since I looked at her face. My little baby girl already grew up this big, she’s not anymore my baby; but for some reason, I felt that she’s still my little girl. I smiled to myself when I recalled how she would never want to be away from me. Little baby Jinah always wanted to be near with me to the point her mother got jealous over her excessive care for me. I loved it when she’s being clingy towards me, a habit that was never could be changed. Even until now she’s still always clingy to me.

I could hear her soft breath; the wire that’s connected to her body from the machine had been removed since the morning. She’s only need to get the IV sedated to her body and more sleeping before she woke up soon. I touched her fingers and rubbed it softly. As her father, I really wanted to curse myself for being so unaware of her actions. What’s left was regret.

We’ve been in a bad condition the past months due to her sudden decision to get divorce from her husband. They looked fine to me, I didn’t see any problem between him and her but she came up to me, telling that she wanted a divorce. When I asked her why, she simply said that she didn’t love him the way she used to be. I tried to counsel her, but still she insisted to get divorce and in the end, surprising me by revealing the truth about their marriage.

My daughter, Im Jinah, told me that she married a man because she’s having an unplanned pregnancy and since he’s an heir of a big company, it’s important to keep her pregnancy safe as she wanted to keep the baby as well. So these two decided to get married, but never being honest to me and her mother, regarding the truth about this big secret. I thought they’re really in love, I could sense it from the way he treated her and how she always brightly talked about him. And although there used to be a moment when they really fall for each other, she told me that it was just a temporary feeling. She didn’t feel it anymore; she didn’t want to stay with him. I was angry to these kids; they’re just playing around with the marriage. And no matter how many times both of them tried to explain and apologize, I ignored them to the point I didn’t want to hear anything about them. Staying together or divorced, I didn’t care.

But a phone call from Sora made me realized that I still care about my girl. Married or not, she’s still my daughter, my one and only girl. Again, I was surprised to hear another fact about my daughter that I didn’t know.

“Uncle, I’m so sorry that I couldn’t tell you earlier. Jinah told me to tell you the latest, after she told the truth to auntie. She knew you’re still so angry towards her and she didn’t hope much that you would understand her condition. But the truth was that... she asked for divorce because Jinah was having a problem with her womb condition. It’s stated that one of her ovary should be removed in order to keep her body safe. And that’s basically the real reason behind her request for divorce, Uncle...”

It’s so hard to believe, so hard to accept, but my daughter was actually sacrificed the love she had for her husband in order to keep him safe. Kris didn’t know about this, the fact that she couldn’t have a baby anymore. This would affect him, Sora said. Now that I finally understood the whole thing, I learned that actually she’s the one that hurting herself and decided to keep everything by her. When I asked Sora why Jinah didn’t be honest with Kris, the answer was kind of painful for me.

“Kris loves her a lot, Uncle. She knew that whatever her condition was, he would choose her over anything and it would be bad for his own future. He’s the heir of the family, the only one left to continue the Wu blood line. Jinah didn’t want him to make a stupid decision to keep her while she knew; she couldn’t be the one who helped him continue his family line...”

And I had been so angry towards her carefree character, for playing with the marriage, for... I knew she’s wrong when she hid the real fact about her marriage, but knowing the reason why she wanted to divorce from her husband that she genuinely love, I couldn’t help but feeling broken to know that my daughter had sacrificed this much just to protect the man she loves.

“And why you’re telling me this now, Sora?”

Sora smiled at me as she held on my hands. “Jinah wants to see you the first time she opened her eyes after the surgery, Uncle. Please be there for her. And Uncle... Please forgive her”

So here I am, waiting for her as she slept through the day when her surgery done. Her mother was sleeping next to me; she had been waiting for her as well. But I had set my mind, I ‘m going to be awake when she’ woke up from her sleep. I didn’t want to ignore her again, I didn’t want her to feel sad again as I turned my back on her when she needed support the most; because no matter how wrong her decision was, no matter how many mistakes she had done, she’s still my one and only daughter that I wanted to cherish.

I noticed her eyes and forehead was moving quite rapid, she kept scrunching her face and looked like she’s thinking about something. Was she thinking about Kris? Was she having a nightmare? Softly, I cupped her face and rubbed it several times before I realized that she’s awakened.

“Jinah...” I called her name. She seemed to be a little lost at first, which was normal. She blinked her eyes several times, very slowly; probably still feeling dizzy after the surgery. “Jinah, can you hear me?” I asked her.

She closed her eyes again before she opened it and slowly, moved her hand as she wanted to touch me. I gave her my hand and she smiled when she felt the warmth of my hand.

“Are you feeling okay?” I asked her again. She nodded softly.

“Do you want to drink something?”

“Please” she answered, more like a whisper. I helped her to drink her first beverage after she woke up and her face was not that pale anymore when she gulped the mineral water.

“Did you wait here all night?” she asked me, looking at him like she never seen me before.

“Of course, I have to wait for my daughter. It wasn’t like I have a lot of daughters, hmm?” I , releasing the tense between us. But then when I saw her tired face, I just really wanted her how I was regretting what I’ve done to her.

“Honey, I’m sorry”

“Dad...” she called on me, shaking her head. “Can we talk a bit later? I still want to sleep...” she said, looking sleepy once again. I quickly nodded, understanding her condition.

“Go sleep well, Jinah”

She gave me her hand to touch and I took it. “Don’t leave, Dad”

I shook my head, reassuring her. “I won’t leave you, Jinah. I won’t”

And with the smile in her face, she closed her eyes again and fell asleep. I still held her hand when she’s sleeping until she woke up again in the morning, getting excited to talk with me.

I wouldn’t leave my daughter and I wouldn’t let anyone hurt her, not even once.

 

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“Ma?”

“Kris?” I opened my eyes as quickly as possible when I heard his familiar voice on the phone. It’s 1 in the morning, it’s supposed to be 9 in the morning in Vancouver.

“Are you asleep?” he asked me softly.  

“Hmm... I’ve just fallen asleep... Is there anything wrong? Why did you call me this late?” I changed my position from sleeping to sitting.

“Ma” he sounded hesitated for a while.

“Hmm?”

“I don’t think I’m going to come back to Seoul anytime soon”

My eyes opened wider and I felt a bit worry over his words. The last time he said this kind of things, it was like he’s vanished for almost a year, travelling and just calling on me once in a month. I had a hard time to place the guard to follow him. But I knew my son, when he did that, he just wanted to take some space.  

“Why?” I asked him, tried to sound calm.

“I want to take my personal leave for several months. Can I?”

“You know you have works to do, Kris...”

“Hmm, I know...” I smiled to myself when I heard his replied. He always said it that way when he knew that I wouldn’t give him permission to do things he wanted to do.  

“For once, Ma. For once... I’ll work in our branch here in Vancouver”

I couldn’t say anything but closed my eyes, trying to think of the best of way of everything. The past months had been hard for our family. The break up between Kris and Jinah, the moment we revealled the truth to the elder as well as to her family, the media that wouldn’t stop even a day to broadcast about this divorce and the stock that had been fluctuated once the divorce news broken. It’s so tiring and Kris had been scolded more than once by the elder as well as the board members to be responsible towards the future of the company since he’s now left with no heir prepared to continue the family. All the burden were placed in his shoulder.

“Ma?” he called me.

“Promise me you’re going to take care of yourself, hmm?”

“I promise you, Ma. Thank you. I love you”

It took me for a while before I could reply his words into the dead air.

“I love you too, Yi Fan”

 

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It’s a farewell for Kris towards Jinah and for Jinah towards Kris. 

Happy Tuesday, I’m really in a good mood to write :)

 

xoxo,

yuriyaa 

 

disclaimer: picture is not mine.