Chapter 82 – 14. Kim Hee-Young’s Chuseok
14. Kim Hee-young’s Chuseok
She worked hard at her in-laws’ house, where she arrived after a long drive, and at night, after drinking and serving all sorts of things for the elders, Hee-young could barely catch her breath and rest. Her in-laws were nice people, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t difficult. It was quite unbearable for her exuberant Hee-yeong, since most of her relatives have similar personalities in a home atmosphere that perfectly reveals where her husband’s FM personality came from.
In addition, many of the in-laws had high social achievements. As her teacher, Hee-young, she has never thought that her life is inferior to others, but even when she turns her head to a top-notch university, she exudes an unspoken sense of pressure because there are many people with the letter “Four.” In addition, the stronger the unity of the family, the more dozens of people gather in the spacious parents-in-law’s house and spend the holiday together. The scariest part is that because it’s a holiday, Chuseok, we don’t eat out. Daughters-in-law from all over the country have to feed all these people.
Hee-yeong lay down after working to loosen her wrists and saw her son’s face sleeping soundly next to her. Looking at her husband’s childhood photos at her in-laws’ house, she looks exactly like Se-hyuk. In fact, her husband’s childhood was uglier, but apart from that, her features were identical. The face of her husband is seen snoring quietly over her son. It’s hard to say he’s handsome by any means, but he’s a trustworthy person. Although there had been no physical contact between the two for years, it was clear that they still loved each other. She thought maybe she might have had enough of it, and she came out of the bathroom.
On a dark night when everyone was asleep, someone came out of the bathroom with the sound of running water. The man who looks thinner than the woman, Hee-yeong, is Park Se-jong, the youngest brother of her husband. His story is surprisingly common, and it is a case in which the promising family who stood out from a young age experienced failure and failed to get out of it because he grew up and eventually became a family nuisance. If you listen to the story, he doesn’t come out well in the room, and the in-laws treat him as if he’s not there.
“Ah, brother-in-law…”
He seemed particularly sorry for Hee-young, who couldn’t break her own wall and watched her frustrated students, but there was nothing Hee-young could do for her. Just keep each other’s line well and remain as good relatives as before.
“Bocchan, are you not sleeping?”
“I am going to sleep now.”
Sejong quietly disappears into his room. Hee-young collapsed into the bathroom without feeling anything special. Seeing her work, washing her hands, drinking a glass of water in the kitchen, and entering the room, she saw the light leaking through the crack in Sejong’s closed door.
Preparing for the funeral, cooking, eating, cleaning, visiting the grave, chores, cooking, eating. The housework of the in-laws, where the voice of death comes out naturally. It was only after the sun had set again that Hee-young regained her consciousness in the midst of it. This time, she drank a little between the adults and men in her in-laws, so she took a shower to get herself together before going to bed. But the moment she opened the door, she heard the door slam shut on the other side. In Sejong’s room, where the light was leaking, Hee-yeong intuitively knew that he had come and gone while she was taking a shower.
Of course, she could have just been using the bathroom and went in after seeing someone using it, but a woman’s intuition was not such a simple thing, she was saying. Her sexual objectification, the very thing that turned her on, was happening this time by her brother-in-law. She locked the door, so she couldn’t have peeped, and since all her clothes were off inside, she couldn’t touch her underwear. Well then, isn’t it the same as nothing happened? She should have opened the door even slightly.
Sunday morning, the time when everyone decided to go home in bulk. Hee-yeong was packing her bags, thinking to herself that the army would not do this. Se-hyeok was having fun with his older brother and sisters for the last time, and his husband was having a last chat with his relatives, whom he would not see again until next year. Housework is entirely the responsibility of women and daughters-in-law. What an old fashioned family. But that is until today, and now Hee-yeong can be freed from here.
As she thought so, her arms as she packed her bag became tense. But when I think about going home to wash and tidy up the house again, I feel a gloomy feeling creeping up under my feet, but isn’t there a boss at home? I was making up my mind to think positively when someone knocked on the open door from behind.
“Yes?”
“Brother-in-law.”
It was Sejong. Hee-yeong was taken aback by the thought of yesterday’s delusion, but she didn’t show it and answered.
“Yes, Bocchan. Do you need anything?”
“Isn’t your sister-in-law ‘Beooah’?”
Heeyoung almost screamed. What came out of his mouth was her back account nickname. Her mind was confused as to how Sejong knew it, whether he was caught, or if there was any evidence, but she smiled as calmly as possible and asked back.
“What is it? A game you play, boy?”
“Ah yes. I know someone from the game.”
Hee-young turned her gaze back to her luggage and let go of her pretense.
“I’m not good at games. I do things like running that Sehyuk likes from time to time.”
“Ah yes.”
Sejong left the room without saying anything else. Did you cheat well? Her heart started beating as she confirmed that he had disappeared into the room. Why did you hear Clearly there is no element that identifies her. At most, you can see a little of her room or bathroom, but her hair is different in length and color, and half of her face is covered with a mask, so only her nose or eyes are visible.
Besides, Sejong has never been to her house. He doesn’t know how the room looks or how it’s built, and he doesn’t even look at it a few times a year. How could a person who would have been right to say that he was just a stranger doubt her infidelity without even knowing her husband?
Her wildly beating heart has calmed down a bit, but her hands don’t stop shaking. No, let’s not be afraid. There is no evidence anyway, and no one knows. Sejong also has no physical evidence, so as soon as he denied it, he would have just turned around. He won’t do anything, and Hee-young doesn’t have to do anything either. I just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible and return home.
The husband driving silently in the front seat did not notice his wife’s agitated heart at all. As she stroked her sleeping son on her mother’s lap, Hee-young thought that indifference would be better now. Given his personality, if he found out that he was doing such lewd things on the Internet, it would be obvious that he would rush to get a divorce. She, of course, was aware of the danger, so she put on a thorough disguise—at least she thought—but no one knew she was, but she never knew she would be found out. She said she knew deep down that she had to quit, but she really didn’t have the will to quit. She was thinking of how she could hide herself rather than how she should, more thoroughly.
While she was unpacking and tidying up her things, her husband, An Jong, who was watching her carefully as she was frowning over the incident at her in-laws’ house, took away the vacuum cleaner she was just holding in her hand. .
“Huh?”
“What are you worried about?”
“Huh!? No no, there is no such thing. I’m just a bit tired.”
Her husband’s gaze piercing her own eyes seemed interrogating, so Hee-young turned her head.
“Chuck, give it to me to clean.”
“No. You rest today.”
“I’m really fine.”
Anjong put her vacuum cleaner back on the charger and told her.
“I’m fine too. I’ll clean it myself and Sae-hyeok will cook and sleep, so why don’t you take a good rest with your sister at your in-laws’ house today? The house is not going anywhere.”
“I see… But. Will it be okay? I need to contact my sister…”
“Call me now. Take a good rest today and come back tomorrow. I’m also resting throughout the holidays, so don’t worry about the house.”
Heeyoung remembered the reason she fell for this man all over again. She is a person who is indifferent and lives by principles, but by showing her coyness like this, she makes me feel that she is really loved. Although they had long since lost physical contact with each other, it wasn’t the only relationship that led to them, and she had the hope that Hee-young would always want him again. Right now, it’s just that the body is a little distant, and if it’s not as much as when he was dating, when his son Se-hyuk grows up, the relationship with him will naturally be resolved.
A day’s true vacation given to Hee-young, who worked hard throughout the holiday season. Hee-yeong left her house with only a change of clothes for her and a few things to use. I tried to contact her sister in advance, but she wanted to surprise her, so she gave up and decided to buy ice cream for the kids as a gift instead. She wasn’t even close to visiting while making reservations, and what if she had a hard time sleeping again. When she gets home she’s gone. Her steps on the way to her sister’s house, where her nieces and nephews were waiting, were light.
“Oh! Heeyoung, didn’t you go to your in-laws’ house?”
“I’ve been there~! Come to think of it, I never came to see her sister during her holidays. Her mom and dad went on a trip by themselves, so let’s play with the two Kim sisters!”
Following her sister who welcomes herself, her nephew sneaks out of her room.
“Who… Oh, aunt?”
“Hello Junhyung~”
My nephew, Junhyung, who resembles my mother. After her, another niece, Jun-hee, who opens the door to her, approaches her, admiring her, but realizes that Se-hyuk is not there, and she is downcast.
“Yeah ~ Junhee doesn’t care if her aunt comes or not ~ I only like Sehyuk, not this ~”
“That’s not it. I still want to see the baby.”
Won, how much he likes babies. I can still see Sehyuk taking the lead whenever it comes to work since he was in high school. He takes out the ice cream cake he had hidden behind her back and shows it to Junhee.
“Then Junhee, don’t eat ice cream cake~”
“Ah! Aunt! Really! Aunt~ I think Sehyuk is so cute because he resembles his aunt.”
Junhee’s aegyo makes the audience laugh. Friendly atmosphere. Unlike the rigid and vertical in-laws, there are few people here and the house is small, but everyone is happy. Of course, her parents’ side and her in-laws’ house would be comfortable in the first place, but the atmosphere itself was completely different, so she finally felt her fatigue relieved.
After eating ice cream together and asking permission to stay, Heeyoung went into the bathroom and washed up. As she receives the hot water all over her body, it seems that the stress she received from her in-laws was washed away as well. The in-laws who were like square blocks, the endless chores there, preparing meals for dozens of people, and even the surprise attack by her brother-in-law at the end. All the negative elements seemed to mix with the water and disappear down the drain.
After changing her clothes, she made eye contact with her in-law, Kyung-ho, who had just come out of her room to get a drink of water. He smiled and asked Hee-young, who bowed with her baggy tee covering her chest.
“Did you have a good holiday? Have you been to your in-laws?”
“Yes. Did your father enjoy the holidays too?”
“It’s me… No, I can say I had a good time this time.”
Her bodyguard passed her into her room, with something of her nuanced about her. She never showed it, but Hui-young found her security a bit difficult. She never had direct conversations and when the two of them met, it was usually her sister or her husband dealing with him, so she had no time or reason to get close. Even to Hee-yeong, who tries to treat people as kindly as possible above all else, he always seems to have some nefarious plan.
However, it is never right to come to rest comfortably at best and speak ill of the landlord. Hee-young went back to the living room and started chatting with her sister while watching TV.
After Junhyung went out, the remaining four ate delivery food. Perhaps to be considerate of his guests, he took his share of food and went into the room to eat, and thanks to this, the three women were able to eat comfortably while chatting with each other. While recommending her beer to Jun-hee, who is now her adult, Hee-young took a break and didn’t notice others for the first time in a while. Her once estranged sister is now the one who cares about her more than anyone else, providing her with a place and atmosphere where she can rest without worrying about anything.
As the sun went down and the moon rose, her sister’s cheeks also flushed from drunkenness. Among the three who were quite drunk, Junhee entered her room first. It’s not as much as Hee-young, who drinks her beer and goes to the bathroom repeatedly, but Hee-ju, who drank more alcohol than she normally does, and Hee-joo, who drinks more than usual, sits next to each other and talks about the celebrities who come out while watching TV.
After a little more time, a slightly adult talk show started. It’s an entertainment show where couples in their 30s, 40s, and 50s come out and joke about marital relationships. Seeing them compare her newlyweds and now, talk about her sex life, and complain, Hee-young felt something pounding in her heart.
“Huh… I’m really looking for them.”
“Why?”
“They still have two kids. At least twice. No!”
Hee-ju laughed as she gulped down her beer and watched her lose her temper. Then Hee-yeong said, showing off her body to her sister with her exaggerated gestures.
“Sister, honestly, what do I fall for? There really isn’t a woman like us, but why is it that the sisters and sisters have to do a pair of poison workshops because their arms are twisted!”
Hee-joo still laughed at her, but this time she couldn’t really laugh. It’s a poison workshop. She was, of course, she had been for a while, but she had never been short of a man this September.
“Whoa… You know what? I, Sae-hyuk, have never been born?”
“Really?”
“Huh. I never really touched it. I honestly don’t talk about it if I’m not attractive and I can’t take care of my body. Unnie knows how easy it is to have a baby and maintain this figure.”
Are the same sisters slightly different? In fact, Hee-joo is just obsessed with dieting, and she has never been like that. If she just ate in moderation and worked in moderation, she could maintain her weight without excess weight, and if she wanted to gain weight by eating too much, her body quickly found balance with just a little effort in managing her diet.
“No matter how old you are, isn’t it normal for a man to have more sexual desire? I don’t know what to do with it or how not to do it once.”
She pats her sister on the shoulder as she sighs deeply. Hee-joo didn’t have anything to say, so she just quietly took another sip of her beer. Hee-young, who took her silence in a different way, bowed her head and apologized.
“Sorry. If it was something like this, unnie would be more depressed, but I must have said something useless.” “No, you can talk like this.”
Hee-young is embraced by her older sister. Her F-cup and E-cup breasts touch each other and crush the form. Her exaggerated weeping Hee-Young strokes her hair and her sister is about to say something when she hears a door open behind her. Hee-joo looked back, wondering if Jun-hee was awake, and saw the old man’s wrinkled legs.
“Aye, ladies. I haven’t slept until this time. What are you talking about?”
“Oh! Was it noisy? I must have woken up, what should I do!”
“It wasn’t noisy, it was just that I couldn’t sleep.”
As Hee-yeong fell from her arms, Kyung-ho squeezed in and sat down in the gap between the two. He slipped her hands on her sister’s waist and said with a sly smile.
“So, how many years have you not had sex?”
“Yes? Oh oh oh, sorry That’s what I was trying to hear…”
“It’s okay, it’s okay. But that’s it. Is Hee-joo doing well?”
“Yes?”
Kyung-ho’s hand grips Hee-joo’s chest tightly. Her sister’s eyes twitch. Her Hee-joo lost her focus and wandered from corner to corner of her living room, and Hee-young’s eyes were driven like nails into the old man’s hand holding her sister’s breast. It’s a dark night, in a living room where only the TV light is shining. Silence filled the inside.
