บท 49: Don’t Worry…
Han Sofia POV,
January 6, 2020,
"You have to fold it like this... I want the customers to feel like opening a gift box when they receive our products...", I said as I showed my new employee how to packed the products we sell
"Arasso...", she muttered while nodding her head without taking her eyes off the box in my hand for a second
I put three pairs of beautiful earrings in a box that I had previously filled with purple tissue paper and shredded light purple paper.
"Then insert a thank you card, close and stick this sticker ... close the box and attach the ribbon ...", I continued while demonstrating what I said
"Wow, so beautiful....", said the young girl who had only worked with me for two days
"Can you do it, Hwayong~aah?", I asked the girl beside me
"Ye, oenni", she answered excitedly
Then I let her pack some of the incoming orders while keeping an eye on her.
"Very good, please continue...", I said smiling at her and sat back on the sofa
I took back the Ipad I had put on the table and continued to sketch my spring dress collections.
Well, I've been running my fashion business for two months. I design clothes, bags, and accessories under my brand, "Sofisticated". It was quite difficult and inconvenient at first but also felt very fun at the same time.
During my recovery time in Busan, I did market research for my business, such as deciding the target audience, choosing the brand name and logo, creating a website, and designing products that match the characteristics of my brand.
"Oenni, I have updated our website and also displayed our newest products," said the short-haired girl sitting in front of the laptop not far from where I am sitting
"Ye. Gomawo Jinae~aah", I replied smiling
I'm renting an apartment with one bedroom in the Hannam area as an office as well as a workshop. I just had two employees who helped me run this business, one person was in charge of helping me in the production process, and the other person helping me with public relations and marketing activities.
I decided not to build a shop yet because sales were still done online considering the funds I had were very limited. In addition, the products that I sell are still few and the production process is still manual.
* Ting
I glanced at my phone and smiled when I saw a message from Yoongi appear on the screen.
"Sobi, I have finished the dance practice. I will pick you up soon".
I typed a reply before finally looking back at the Ipad screen.
Yoongi has arrived in Korea since 3 days ago, but because he has to attend an award ceremony he hasn't had time to go home. Well, we haven't even seen each other since the incident in Busan that time.
He had to return to his busy life, filming Bon Voyage in New Zealand, doing concerts in Riyadh and Seoul, muster in Japan, attending year-end awards and Christmas events, and attending New Year's Eve events in New York. Meanwhile, I was just staying in Busan, recuperating and busy attending the trials of Uncle Lee's case.
I took a deep breath, biting my lip as I remembered those trials.
Uncle Lee received his sentencing at his last trial in mid-November. The trial process went quite smoothly and quickly. Yes, partly because of his confessions and partly because of the influence my grandmother had that the police, prosecutors, and courts were working earnestly to resolve the case.
I was the main witness in the case so I had to testify several times in court against Uncle Lee. It was a bit hard for me and my grandmother to listen to Uncle Lee's confession about what he had done to my parents. But in the end, we feel that the verdict given by the judge was fair enough.
"Based on article 13 regarding premeditated murder as well as article 25 regarding attempted murder in the Criminal Code of the Republic of South Korea, it is stated that the defendant Lee Chun Hee has been found guilty of the premeditated murder of the couple Han Soo Jin and Jennifer Marie Atkins, and also found guilty of attempted murder on Han Sofia, the court sentenced the defendant to life imprisonment," said the judge who presided over the trial loudly
My grandmother and I hugged each other and cried when we heard the Judge's decision. We are very relieved that finally Uncle Lee can be punished so severely.
Until now I can still clearly remember Uncle Lee's reaction when the judge read out the verdict for him, he was just silent, lowered his head, and stared blankly at the floor below him.
"I want to convey my sincere apologies to Han Sanhee and also Han Sofia for all the actions I've done. I'm very sorry and hope this punishment I received can make them forgive me", he said as he knelt and bowed his head to the floor twice before finally being brought by the court clerk out of the courtroom
I don't know if he regretted his actions or not because during the trial he never showed the slightest emotion. I kept wondering whether this punishment was worth the lives of my parents?.
By the way, I'm fine now, my wound has completely healed. My grandmother's fine too, it's just that after this incident she became more careful in trusting someone and preferred to do everything by herself. I was worried about my grandmother to be honest, for almost half of her life she was always assisted and accompanied by Uncle Lee, both as a personal assistant and as a friend.
At first, I wanted to stay in Busan longer to accompany her and learn about the hospitality business. But my grandmother insisted that she was fine and forced me to focus on my dreams. So here I am, working hard to achieve my dream while still learning about the business processes of my grandmother's company.
"Oenni, I will stop by the shipping company on my way home. Are these the packages that will be sent today?", asked Bae Jinae to me
"Huh? Yeah, that's all," I replied, nodding my head to the pile of boxes of clothes, bags, and accessories piled up on the packing station
"Arasso. Hwayong~aah... come with me, I'll show you how to deliver these packages", Jinae asked Hwayong
"Ye, oenni. Sofia oenni, may I go home after delivering these packages?", she asked again
"Yes, of course. Do you guys need my help to carry these packages?", I asked worriedly looking at the pile of stuff that was piling up
"Ani. We can do it. Don't worry, oenni", replied Jinae while wearing her jacket
"Jinjja?", I asked again
"Ye. The shipping company office is only a block from here, oenni. Gwaenchana", she assured me
"Arasso. Gomawo yo", I said to the two young women
"Hwayong~aah, kajja!", asked Jinae while putting the boxes into two large tote bags
"Bye oenni, see you tomorrow", said Hwayong who walked away carrying a big bag in her hand
"Byee....", I answered waving my hand at them
After they left, I stretched myself and started replying to incoming emails. Ten minutes later there was a knock on the door. I looked up and smiled widely, then jogged toward the entrance.
"Yes?", I answered as I opened the door in front of me
"Annyeong", Yoongi answered showing off his gummy smile
"Yeobo!", I screamed, hugging his waist tightly
"Gwaenchana?", he asked
"Ye. My employees just got home", I answered without letting go of my hug
"Bogo sippoyo, yeobo", I mumbled while burying my face into his chest
The smell of musk and vanilla immediately filled my senses. He didn't say anything just hugged me tightly.
"Come on in", I said smiling broadly as I released myself from his embrace and pulled one of his hands into my office
"Wait!", Yoongi said
"Kya!", I screamed in surprise when I found myself in his arms again
"Is that all your welcome?", Yoongi asked in a disappointed tone
I raised my eyebrows in confusion while looking at him.
"Aigoo, Sobi. Don't look at me like that, I've been holding myself back for months. I was expecting a more enthusiastic welcome", he said in a deep voice that made my knees weak
"Jinjja? What kind of welcome do you want?", I asked quietly, carried away by his gaze
"Like this...", he whispered as he brought his face closer and brushed his lips with mine
I held my breath and closed my eyes. Lost in his kiss. All my worries seemed to vanish like a bubble blown away by the wind.
Yoongi deepened the kiss and tightened his grip. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him passionately. And when our kiss finally ended, I realized that we were gasping for breath.
"I miss you, Sobi", Yoongi whispered softly
"I miss you too", I replied while giving him a peck
"Come in, sorry, this apartment is small and messy", I said as I took him to sit on one of the chairs around the large dining table
"Gwaenchana, how's your business, Sobi?", Yoongi asked while sitting me on his lap
"Umm, good. So far so good. Many customers like the products we made", I replied blushing, a little embarrassed by my current position
"Jinjja? Daebak", he replied while gently stroking my back
"Umm, do you want something to drink, Yeobo?", I asked trying to get up from his lap
"Ani, gomawo", he answered while holding me to stay on his lap
"You designed everything?", he asked, pointing to the design sketches of clothes, bags of various accessories hanging on one wall
"Ye", I answered slowly while putting my arms around his shoulders
"Daebak", he repeated smiling at me. "I'm glad you can finally do what you dream of, Sobi", he said while tucking my hair behind my ear
"Yeah, I enjoy every second of it. Even though sometimes my job is not easy but I still like it. Do you also feel that way every time you make music, Yeobo?", I asked excitedly
He nodded slowly and smiled.
"Maybe this is how my father felt when he finally got to play music...", I said quietly when I suddenly felt sad as I looked at the photo of my parents on the wall next to the sketches
Yoongi looked at me for a moment and pressed his forehead against mine.
"Do you miss your mom and dad?", Yoongi asked
"Huh?", I mumbled and nodded slowly
"Seulpeo hajima (don't be sad) ... Your mom and dad must be very proud of you, Sobi. You are living your life well, you are one step closer to your dream. So don't be sad...", he said quietly
I turned my gaze the other way, not wanting Yoongi to see me like this. What's wrong with me? Why am I suddenly feeling sad like this?!, I thought annoyed.
"If I wasn't careless at that time, could my father still be alive, yeobo? And my mother ... if I find out the medicine she took she must have ...", I said in a trembling voice
"Sobi! It wasn't your fault. What happened to your parents wasn't your fault... it's Uncle Lee's fault. He deliberately did this to them, and he's paying for it now", Yoongi said in a serious tone
I just lowered my face, listening to all his words carefully.
"You didn't know that the car you were driving had been damaged, and you also didn't know that one of your mother's medicines contained poison. You're innocent Sobi, everything that had happened wasn't your fault… accept that fact, you have to forgive yourself... Because the real criminal has been held accountable for his actions this time", Yoongi said in a hoarse voice
I took a deep breath and got up from his lap. I wiped my tears and stood in front of the photo of my parents.
Yoongi is right, all of this happened not because of me. I have to learn to accept and forgive myself...
The memory loss of my past in Daegu made me experience many things, such as my move to England, my reunion with Yoongi, our marriage, to my desire to know my past which led me to the real truth.
If I didn't lose my memory, would things still end up like this?. No! Everything will not be the same ...
My happiness is in my hands, I won't let my past bother me anymore. Maybe I'll look back to the past sometimes, but I'll never be trapped in it anymore ...
Yoongi got up from his chair and walked slowly towards me.
"Don't cry over what happened in the past, Sobi, because it has passed and you can't do anything to change it... live for today because your future and your happiness starts now", Yoongi said as he hugged me from behind
"Yeobo, gomawo...", I muttered, feeling warmth run through my heart
"Oemonim, Ahboenim ... don't worry, from now on I will be the one who will take care of Sofia. I will love her and make her happy... I promise...", Yoongi said while looking at the photo of my parents
I let go of his hands and buried myself in his warm embrace. Oh my God, I love him so much... what good have I done in my previous life to deserve his love like this?, I thought.
"Saranghae, yeobo, Saranhae", I muttered incoherently
We hugged for a few minutes before we finally left my office. We walked side by side hand in hand towards Yoongi's car.
"Btw, do you have time tomorrow? I want to take you to dinner at our dorm", said Yoongi suddenly
"Huh? Dinner at the dorm? What do you mean?", I asked confused
"Ah, mianhae, I haven't told you yet", he said as he opened the car door for me
"Huh?", I mumbled even more confused. "What's wrong, yeobo?", I asked again when Yoongi had sat behind the wheel
"I have told the members and management about our marriage...", he said
"WHAT?!", I screamed in surprise
"Aisshh Sobi ...", Yoongi scolds while covering his ears
"They already know? Then? How ... what ... then?", I stammered still not recovering from my shock
"Hey, calm down... they received it well... umm yeah, even though it's chaos at first", Yoongi chuckles
"Did you fight? Were you beaten by them?", I asked nervously
"What?? How could they do that to me", he snorted in disbelief at what I just said. "They were shocked, I mean anyone would be surprised to hear this news, right?... but they are happy to know that the woman I married is you, Sobi... and they can't wait to meet you... not as a BTS stylist but as my wife", he said happily while showing his gummy smile
"Jinjja?? Then, then what about Bighit?", I asked again
"They received it well, including Bang PD nim ... he even congratulated us on our marriage. He still can't believe that you are my wife. And don't worry, I asked him to keep this a secret from the staff, I don't want you to be the talk between them", he said
"Aigoo... I can't believe this", I muttered
"Don't worry... our marriage doesn't break my contract with Bighit at all. As I said before, Bighit never forbade us to have a relationship with anyone, we are free to date or marry the woman we love", he smiled at me
"Thank goodness... I just don't want you to get into trouble, yeobo", I said worriedly
"Ani, I'm fine. Don't worry, Sobi," he answered, turning on his car radio
"Thank goodness then...", I said smiling at him
"So Sobi, let's go home...", he asked while holding out his hand to me
I smiled and held his hand while saying, "Ne".
Yoongi drove his car slowly into the traffic in front of us. An intro song played by a Seoul radio station accompanied our trip.
I feel confident in our relationship now. We've been through a lot together, and I'm sure from now on happiness will always fill our lives ... forever and ever...
"My dear, Don't you worry about a thing
let's just sing together
My dear, all of your painful memories
Just bury them deep in your heart
Just let the past be the past
It's meaningful in that way
Just sing to the one who left you
Say you loved them with no regrets
You suffered so many hardships
You lost what it meant to be new
Let out all the hardships you went through
Let yourself go from the blame
Just let the past be the past
It's meaningful in that way
let's all sing together
Say you dreamed without regrets"
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*credit song: Don't worry, Dear by Lee Juck
Ost. Reply 1988
(Cover by Jin & Suga, BTS in the soop ep.1 behind the scene)
Stay safe and always stay gold,
Borahae 💜💜💜
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