Chapter 102 – Meeting (2)
While eating, the lady sat across from me.
It seems that his appeal several times that eating alone lately is so lonely and boring has worked.
The atmosphere throughout the meal was not bad.
It wasn’t that we talked amicably, but they put side dishes on spoons and did everything we could.
The fact that things that were cut off until yesterday have returned can be interpreted as meaning that the mood has softened a little.
I took the empty dishes to the sink and slowly approached the woman washing the dishes.
“Madame.”
“Yes… ?”
While the auntie, who was absorbed in washing her dishes, slowly turned her head, I stretched out her arm.
Her left hand rests lightly around her shoulder and neck, while her right hand digs in and wraps around her belly and waist.
The trembling of the woman’s body at her sudden skinship is transmitted through her arms.
“Hey, hey… !”
Surprised, the aunt struggled with her, but she didn’t feel that intense.
If I had tried to shake it off, more concrete actions would have followed.
For a while, she held her aunt in her arms in silence.
“Sue.”
A deep, rich scent that permeates your nostrils with every deep breath.
I am at a loss as to what to express.
Rather than being an exact fruit or flower, it seems to be made from a mixture of the unique scent of a woman’s flesh.
The trembling body slowly began to find some stability.
I could tell just by looking at the continued washing of the dishes that had stopped.
Accepting skinship means that the atmosphere has softened that much.
Of course, since we couldn’t find the cause of her coldness for a moment, she wasn’t completely sealed, but in the current atmosphere, she could resume her speech.
“Madame.”
“… Yes.”
A slightly subdued voice with a flushed face.
She seemed to have a vague idea of what I was trying to say.
“Can you tell me now?”
“What… ?”
“The reason I’ve been cold the past few days.”
Her hand, which was staining her plate with her pure white foam, stiffened in an instant.
Then, as if it had never happened, her auntie tried to pretend to be calm as she continued to wash the dishes again.
“She was the same as usual… , Do-jin, aren’t you misunderstanding something?”
People try to avoid it even when it is difficult to avoid it.
And it’s only when you’re finally at a predicament that you bring out the story you’ve been hiding and hiding.
I hugged her a little tighter and spoke in a slightly stronger tone.
“Tell me why.”
“…….”
Her aunt’s body trembled slightly, but she soon subsided.
The first words she uttered before long were somewhat out of the blue.
“Promise me.”
“I promise.”
I don’t know what it is, but I made an appointment and saw it.
Ajumma isn’t the kind of person who would make demands beyond her common sense, and she wouldn’t bring up a story against me.
Then, she looks back at me with a slightly puzzled look.
“… You haven’t said anything yet.”
“Because I trust you.”
“You really….”
As if she couldn’t stop it, she smiled lightly and shook her head.
It seems that the strategy of making a promise first and seeing it worked well.
“I heard what the lady said… , Promise me you will never laugh.”
What are you talking about that makes you so shy?
“I promise.”
Once again, I readily accepted the promise.
“That… , Do you remember the weekend two weeks ago?”
“On the weekend two weeks ago….”
“Sunday, not Saturday.”
“Ah.”
There’s no way I can’t remember
Because that day was the day I went on a date with Yoon Ji-an.
The moment the aunt pointed it out, the puzzles began to fit one by one in her head.
“I saw it by accident then. Do-jin, you… , Going in the car with a woman.”
The prediction was correct.
Why didn’t I know
If you think about it a little deeper, it was an easy answer.
From then on, the phone call was unnatural.
Doesn’t it come quickly when you get a phone call at midnight saying that you have to sleep at home unconditionally? At that time, don’t you just sit on the table and wait and hand over a box of side dishes and go?
It was all because of it.
“I was honestly confused. It’s much more natural for Do-jin to meet a girl your age… , Why are you so damn angry?”
The aunt smiled miserably and continued her words.
“But on the other hand, I also thought of that.”
“What do you think?”
“Between us… , I think now is the right time to stop.”
I think I even thought about breaking up.
There are countless obstacles between us.
Society’s perception of the difference in age is also a problem, and the fact that the ajumma is a married woman is also a stumbling block.
Even me and her friend Shin Yoo-jung….
Oh, is this rather an advantage?
Anyway.
In many ways, I know for sure that her aunt’s stomach must have been complicated for several days.
That our relationship is in an ambiguous state.
The word that best describes the relationship between the two of us, ajumma and I, would be ‘playing with fire’.
It was only the physical relationship that progressed radically, and the mental sympathy did not reach that level, so it would be hard to find a more accurate expression.
And it’s all my fault
“Madame.”
“Yes.”
I opened the faucet and washed the foam from her hands.
After wiping off the moisture by wrapping their hands in clothes, they faced each other.
Misunderstandings, not misunderstandings, piled up.
Because the relationship was shallow and shallow, it made the ajumma feel insecure.
It was my fault, it was a misunderstanding.
I think maybe it was wrong from the beginning of tying the knot.
Does this reveal the instability of a relationship built on layers of desire instead of a heartfelt narrative?
No, no.
The process of intertwining human beings does not originate from one thing.
It’s not wrong that it originated from desire, and it’s not that it’s beautiful just because it started with a heartbreaking narrative.
However, the problem was not thinking about how to nurture the relationship.
“Well….”
It is difficult and difficult to bring out the hwadu.
Because I haven’t made up my mind yet.
Until now, I think I have lived expressing my desires in a very ambiguous way.
Now is the time to organize your mind a little more firmly.
Auntie reached out her hand and caressed my face lightly.
“It’s okay. Feel free to say anything.”
A look of resignation.
Am I mistaken that the words I’m struggling to come up with are meant to say goodbye?
I replied with a smile on her face as I held onto the hand of the lady who was touching my cheek.
“My aunt told me to speak comfortably, so I will.”
With the other hand, I wrapped my aunt’s waist around her waist and pulled her into her arms.
The face of a confused woman approaching.
“We will go all the way.”
“… To.”
With a cute sigh, the woman’s face hardens.
I spoke.
“I never started lightly. Because from the moment I laid my hand on Auntie, I was determined to make it through together.”
I will express my desires more in the future.
If there is a woman I like, I will have sex as much as I want, and I want to achieve a mother-daughter rice bowl with Shin Yoo-jung and Ajumma.
But that doesn’t mean living irresponsibly.
Whatever happened because of my actions, I have to accept it with my whole body.
So does the aunt.
I know there are many barriers to overcome, but I have no intention of giving up on Ajumma.
Also, I have no intention of making it difficult for her because of our relationship.
“When we were having sex, I talked about it.”
“… Yes?”
“We are already late.”
“Ah.”
The line has long since been crossed.
Even if you come back now, it is impossible to live the same life as before.
It’s just me right now.
Even if I can get Son Si-woo’s body back, will I be able to live like that?
Suppressing, enduring, and controlling everything?
Absolutely impossible.
Why do you say that
It is said that if Joongi knows the taste of meat, not a single bed bug is left in the temple.
Ajumma and I already know the taste.
How hot each other’s bodies are, and how hot they react to each other.
I can’t give up on that body.
“Don’t think that you will get away from me from now on, or that you have to stop here.”
“…….”
The woman’s eyes widened slightly at the tone close to her command.
A hazy gaze, but a sanity that has not yet been lost, rectifies this and asks me.
“What do you want from an older woman, and a married woman at that?”
“Everything.”
I answered immediately.
“Madame… , No, I want you to give me all of you.”
Our relationship has to go through so many changes from now on.
One of the easiest to change is the name.
The title of ajumma makes me look like an unreliable child.
In order to move toward a more equal relationship, it must be unconventional.
“I promise you one thing.”
Aunt in my shorts… No, Seo Jeong-hee’s eyes widened to the size of a lantern.
“Do-jin, you… ?”
Fortunately, he doesn’t seem angry.
The surprise of the sudden half-word seems to grow.
I didn’t care about the reaction and continued.
“From start to finish. You won’t suffer in every moment you spend with me.”
Maybe sometimes difficult things happen.
If you notice the existence of another woman, or if you know that I’m thinking about the mother-daughter rice bowl, um….
I will find the answer though.
It has been so far, and will continue to be so in the future.
So.
“Let’s go with me until the end, Jeonghee.”
