Chapter 211 – The Twins Make Love.
Whenever Naeun attended the children’s school gatherings, she used to be tormented by the thought that this must have been the feeling of a slave being dragged by a rope.
Beads of sweat dripping down the nape of my neck.
He did nothing wrong, but the position where he had to keep his head down was no different from severe torture.
“…Seho’s mother.”
“…Yes?”
Even if you look at it, it’s an unusual atmosphere.
Na Eun-eun was able to intuit at once that the meeting with her mother would not be easy today.
“Do you know what Seho said to our daughter?”
-Gulp
She was definitely an elementary school mothers’ group, but Na-eun belonged to the overwhelmingly young axis among those gathered.
Having given birth at the age of 26, she is 36 even though the child is 10 years old.
In this position, where mothers of children over 40 are the mainstream, she naturally had no choice but to take the youngest position.
“Ahaha… What… What did you say? Our Seho?”
An awkward smile made reluctantly because I couldn’t cry.
“My child asked why she gave birth to her so badly, and she came home crying, and it hurt how heartbreaking it was…”
Naeun wanted to slap her on the forehead, but she wanted to apologize immediately.
“Ugh… Jeongyeon’s mother, I’m so sorry. Our Seho isn’t such a mean kid…”
“What’s wrong with being bad! Do you know that Jeongyeon is the only one who suffered right now?”
She was already Jiyoon’s mother, who caused a stir at the last meeting.
“Jiyoon’s mother. That’s what she said, then she figured it out well…”
“Because of Seho, when Jiyoon is only 10 years old, she screams that she will get plastic surgery every day when she becomes an adult, will I feel relieved?”
However, saying that this place was a place to unilaterally blow all the baptism of criticism on Na-eun wasn’t the case again.
“Sehwa’s mother. Take this.”
Are you trying to heal a broken heart?
Ji-hoon’s mother came up to Naeun’s side and she handed over a small package.
“What it this?”
“This. It was a cookie sent by my parents, but I brought it because it reminded me of Sehwa’s mom.”
“Ah… All of these things.”
Ji-Hoon’s mother smiled at her coquettish eyes, then she grabbed Na-eun’s hand tightly.
“So please tell Sehwa that our Jihoon is a good kid. Huh?”
“Ah… Sure… Haha…”
After being burned in the hell fire, Na-eun felt the gin dripping out as she repeated the cold water over her.
“Okay~ then I’ll see you next time~”
After an hour of hell passed, Naeun let out a deep sigh at her feeble gait.
She picked up her cell phone and dialed her number, followed by her beeping.
[Hello.]
[Uh. Honey. It’s over?]
Seeing Minho showing no signs of worry at all, Naeun was seized with the urge to send Minho to the parents’ association from now on.
[I think we can leave the house now.]
[Okay.]
[…Come quickly.]
[Yep. Okay.]
After waiting in front of the school for about 15 minutes, Minho’s black SUV stopped in front of Naeun.
-Percussion
Inside the vehicle that started immediately as soon as Naeun got on board.
On the radio, something like a pop song that reminded me of when I was a college student was playing.
“What’s wrong with your expression?”
“Don’t talk. Because Seho really hurts me these days.”
“Shall I scold you?”
When Minho smiled and trembled, Naeun shook her head.
“Do you know how many times in months just that sound?”
“If I scold you sincerely, even Se-ho won’t be able to move, right?”
When Minho moved his gaze to the mirror and looked at Naeun’s eyes, Naeun let out a deep sigh.
“No. You read like an article that says it’s really bad when your dad gets out of hand.”
“If I didn’t listen, my dad kicked me.”
“It’s not even like that these days.”
After putting the car in the parking lot and entering the house, I heard small footsteps coming from the front door.
“You’re back!”
Sehwa Lee.
A girl with a graceful appearance resembling Naeun greeted her parents with her cheerful voice.
“Huh. Mom is here.”
Na Eun-eun, how many times did she think that it was really fortunate that Se-hwa did not have a personality like Se-ho?
She thought that if both children were children like Se-ho, Na-eun might seriously take psychiatric medication.
“Lee Se-ho!”
At Naeun’s cry, small footsteps from the second floor echoed throughout the house.
“Mom! I’m here?”
“You come down here. Lee Se-ho.”
Seho hated the days when her mother went to a parents’ meeting.
It was also because he thought it was a day to take out his anger on himself after hearing what the strange women said.
“Why.”
“Sit here.”
Sehwa and Minho made eye contact and quietly entered the living room together.
As it was a fairly common occurrence, the two now knew their roles perfectly.
Best to just stay away.
I had to be next to him for no reason, only sparks flew.
Sat down on the sofa, Se-ho had to face Eun-eun with her angry face.
“Lee Se-ho.”
“…Why.”
Realizing that in such an unfavorable situation, saying honorifics would be less scolding, Seho pursed his lips and looked down at the floor.
“What did you say to the girls in your class again with your face?”
“…No.”
“I can’t write if you lie.”
As Naeun watched Seho with an expression that she knew everything, Seho rolled her eyes.
“Ah…But they asked first.”
“Then just tell me you’re pretty. Why are you saying bad things to other people? Huh? Even my dad says my mom is pretty.”
It was Naeun who wanted to fix Seho’s habit by calming her down as much as possible.
I didn’t want to scream or take a beating.
“…Mom is really pretty.”
There was not a single lie in Seho’s words.
Naeun thought that she actually couldn’t compare to her other aunties.
Although she was still at an age when she coveted women and did not have a clear concept of objective beauty, Seho had never seen a woman prettier than her mother.
“Anyway. It’s Seho. In the future, if you ask me what I think, I’d rather just say I don’t know. Huh?”
“…I told you that lying is bad.”
Was it so difficult to teach white lies?
Naeun still did not give up and sat Seho down for about 20 minutes today and explained manners and manners.
On the other hand, the inside of the main room where Minho and Sehwa were in was a 180 degree different scene from the living room, where the atmosphere was awkward.
Minho was sitting on the bed and Sehwa was sitting on his lap.
Smiles were in full bloom on both of their faces.
“Did our Sehwa get 100 points on the note test this time too?”
“Huh! Whose daughter am I?”
The more Minho saw Saehwa getting bigger and bigger, the more she couldn’t help but feel anxious about the fact that her puberty was approaching.
Such a cute kid…
[Dad. It’s annoying.]
[Dad. Why do you keep coming into my room?]
[Ah. Why are you rubbing your beard Stop.]
Every time her wife said that there was not much time left to live like that, Minho’s body would fall into sadness as if it were collapsing.
“It’s Sehwa. Do you like Daddy?”
“Huh. Dad is the best!”
Minho, who was about to go crazy because Sehwa was so cute wagging her little legs, kissed Saehwa on the cheek.
“Uh. It’s really cute. Our daughter.”
“Ehehe.”
Sehwa smiles from room to room.
It was a while for the two of them to spend a good father-daughter time.
Naeun sighed deeply and entered the bedroom.
“Brother. I am going to wash now.”
“Uh. Yes yes It’s Sehwa. Now go and play.”
“Huh!”
As Sehwa rushed out the door, Nayeon washed her face dry and went into Minho’s arms.
“I have something on my mind these days.”
“What.”
“If my brother had been a bit more handsome, wouldn’t he have had a childhood like Se-ho?”
“Well… I don’t know because he’s not that handsome.”
I thought it was positive for her son to enjoy the life of a respectable person that his father couldn’t enjoy, but she couldn’t be happy because she had accidents like that.
It was a complex and delicate heart.
“I really get old every time I go to this gathering. Old.”
“It’s still pretty.”
As Minho kissed Naeun’s forehead, Naeun buried her face in Minho’s T-shirt.
“Huh… It’s really not that easy.”
* * *
Se-ho, who was very upset by her mother, still couldn’t contain her tears.
She said don’t lie, tell me she’s pretty to other girls.
Even though she was young, he understood that her mother’s words were contradictory.
“That’s what I said. Be careful girls.”
Se-ho did not come to Se-hwa, who was scratching his nerves in front of the door.
“…Will Ji-hoon tell my mom?”
Se-ho knew what a cunning fox-like child Sae-hwa was.
Her true self, which only she, the twin, who neither her mother nor her father know, knows.
“Anyway, Ji-hoon would say that she is not him. Shouldn’t she be branded a liar one more time?”
“You…”
Seho and Sehwa’s gaze collided in the air.
“Are you going there?”
When Seho’s hand hit the wall right above Sehwa’s shoulder, Sehwa let out a big smile.
“So you’re not good to me.”
Parents never knew their children.
