151 – Ganghwa Island (3)
“Let’s just go to the supermarket…”
It doesn’t take long to get from the market here to the mart.
It’s right over there, around the dark curved road, so it’ll take about 5 minutes.
It doesn’t take long, but the hot weather and having to go into that dark place are
It is amplifying my laziness.
“Well, let’s sit quietly…”
In a situation where Ara may or may not be at the mart, going to the mart in different ways will only cause confusion.
You might be driving around town in a Bugatti.
“If I had known it would be like this, I would have gone with you.”
There is no point in adding if to something that has already happened, but I sat on the bench, looked up at the sky, and sighed.
It was heartbreaking to be apart for only a few minutes, but it was surprising how we endured it in normal times.
As I sit on a bench on a quiet island and shake my legs, it feels like I’m having a different day than usual.
Why do I feel this way?
“When will you come…?”
I feel like I’m starting to fall asleep, and I want to go quickly and have fun while eating grilled meat.
Did you have too much fun at the beach?…
***
“Hey student!”
“Useup…. Wow….”
Did you doze off for a while?
I wiped away the saliva that was dripping around my mouth and stretched.
But I think someone woke me up.
When I looked around her, there were two ladies wearing blue clothes and holding a light.
Next to it, there is a car painted in a similar color to the clothes…
Ah…
It’s the police.
“Student, aren’t you a resident here? Are you a tourist?”
“I’m sorry. I guess I dozed off for a while.”
I jumped up from my seat and brushed the dust off my butt.
Yes, I bowed my head to the police aunts and left.
No, I was trying to get out.
I was trying to get up with the bag of shrimp I had left on the bench, but I was stopped.
“Wait a minute, how old are you?”
“I’m twenty-one years old…”
“He doesn’t look like that? About 17? That’s right.”
“My son’s wife is the size of a student, but she’s 17 years old. Should I go to the police station with her aunts?”
“Uh…”
I think they mistook him for a runaway teenager or something.
I was put in the back of a police car while parents were talking.
I was embarrassed for a moment, but it wasn’t dangerous since it was a police car.
“Student, aren’t you very surprised? Take one of these.”
“Thank you…”
What the police aunts gave me was cold canned coffee.
I guess the aunts found me on their way back to the police station after buying coffee.
“I guess he had a fight with his mom? Seeing as he ran away all the way to the island.”
“No… We didn’t fight…”
“Hey, you said you understand everything. If you’re a student, you fight with your mom and dad and run away from home.”
The two aunts, leaving me, the person involved, laughing at each other and talking about how they had a fight with their parents when they were young and ran away from home.
When I saw that, I sighed, opened the can, and drank the contents.
“So, when I was young, I got hit hard by my mother.”
“Her sister deserved some beating.”
“What is it?”
It seems like these two are real sisters.
Sisters became police officers together and worked at the same police station…
As you two said, your mother’s education must have been great.
“I… I’m not really a minor… I can even see the QTube channel…”
“Oh, students also use QTube? So they didn’t run away from home and came here to film a video?”
“No, that’s not it…”
I can’t communicate.
They must be using the same Korean language…
***
Inside the police station with the sound of keyboards crackling.
Is the atmosphere itself different from police stations in Seoul?
In the very quiet atmosphere, the sound of typing and yawning could barely be heard.
The sound of typing is coming from my aunt’s computer, who is sitting in front of me right now.
I didn’t say or do anything in particular, so why do you have so much to type?
My aunt was typing for a while.
After I yawned, he finally started to wet his mouth.
“Student, how old are you?”
“I’m twenty-one.”
“Hey, I heard you shouldn’t lie to your aunts?”
From Noble mtl dot com
“It’s true…”
“If you continue, we won’t be able to send you home.”
I don’t want to go home, I want to go to my wife.
How many times did I say that from the car earlier?
“
“Can I just make a phone call?”
“Hmm? Of course. Go ahead and do it.”
It seemed like he had no intention of letting me go, so I decided to call Ara.
She stayed quiet for no reason because she didn’t want to be bothered, but she became scared because she thought she might call her mom.
No, I didn’t do anything wrong, so why am I scared?
I took out my cell phone and quickly entered Ara’s number.
No… I think I saw it before I typed it.
There was quite a lot of missed calls.
All of that to Ara…
“Something big has happened.”
“It’s a big deal because you came to the police station.”
“So…Uh…No.”
A short ringtone rang, and the call was connected very quickly with a beep sound.
I guess she was holding her cell phone in her hand the whole time.
“…Hello? Sister?”
– Seonghwan Yoo! Where are you!
Ara shouted loudly in a voice that seemed to be slightly sobbing.
She must have been crying, as I could still hear the sound of her breathing.
Perhaps because she remembered being scolded by Ara not long ago, she was less scared than she was back then.
As expected, it is quite scary when Ara screams.
I wonder if this is what it means to be scolded by your wife.
“Uh… Police station?”
– What?! What’s going on?!
“If it is there, it is there. If not, it is not there…”
– Just wait! Sister, I’m going now!
Sudden…..
Before I could say anything, the call was disconnected, and my phone screen returned to black.
As she put her phone in her pocket and sighed, her aunt sitting in front of her tilted her head.
“Are you my mother?”
“No, my wife.”
“Wife? Did you get married as a student?”
“Yes…”
“Ugh… Kids these days are precocious.”
“Ha….”
I think it would be best for her to just sit quietly and not say anything until Ara comes.
*
“Yoo Seong-hwan!”
“Sister…”
Ara came inside looking angry or worried.
Outside, a Bugatti Chiron is sitting idle with the engine running.
You came in without even parking in the parking lot.
Even if it’s time for a scab, there’s nothing to say.
No, this is not the time to think like this.
“Sister, I’m sorry.”
“No, Seonghwan did something wrong.”
“Umm…”
I made a mistake by sleeping on the bench…
Even saying this, I have to stay quiet.
“Uh oh…”
“Isn’t that person Song A-ra?”
“I guess that’s right… Why did you come here…”
“Now that I think about it, don’t you think you’ve seen the student the inspector brought in somewhere?”
“So… Now that I look at it, I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere…”
Suddenly the interior became quiet.
As the police officers began to think carefully, one or two of them began to look ‘ah’.
I thought he was just a student who left home, so I didn’t think much of it.
It looks like you saw my face somewhere on QTube.
“Student, what did you say your name was?”
“Yoo Seong-hwan.”
“Huh… I guess it’s Yoo Seong-hwan.”
“So, I told you earlier… I’m not a minor.”
Ha…
I sighed as I was held in Ara’s arms.
***
We left the police station without saying anything.
I thought this was just an incident and decided to ignore it.
It breaks my heart to think of Ara running around crying and crying looking for me, but the police didn’t do it with bad intentions either.
We explained that it was because runaway teenagers occasionally come here and cause incidents, and we received an apology, so we have no intention of making a big deal out of it.
“Sister.”
“Huh?”
“Did you cry?”
“I didn’t cry.”
Looking at the red and swollen area around her eyes, I could tell at a glance that she had cried.
Still, I think it’s cute that she says she didn’t cry because she’s a woman or because she’s proud.
“Okay.”
“Hold my hand.”
“Sleep.”
She decided not to, because there was no point in teasing her anymore and she thought it might make her cry even more.
Instead, she held out her hand with all her might for Ara who wanted it.
“Now, let’s go to the hotel, check in, and eat some grilled meat.”
“My sister bought a lot of delicious parts.”
“Pork belly too?”
“There’s no point in having a barbecue without pork belly.”
Because we mainly eat pork belly rather than beef, we couldn’t stand missing the pork belly even if it meant missing the beef.
And it looks like he bought a lot of vegetables.
“My sister bought all the vegetables and it’s a big deal.”
“hehehe, this sister has grown up too.”
“Good job, good job.”
I gently stroked her head.
She laughed heartily for a moment, then went into the driver’s seat and came out carrying the luggage she had left in the passenger seat.
Then, I opened the trunk and started putting my luggage in one by one.
“The trunk is not big.”
“They said it was 44L.”
“Write it down!”
The small refrigerator in our master bedroom that holds water bottles is 75L?
Isn’t 44L really just a pretense?
“This is why the trunk has to be bigger.”
“Is there nothing you can do about it because of the structure?”
“Why don’t you just sell this and buy an SUV?”
“Well…Then…You shouldn’t…”
Ara started stuttering in embarrassment, as if she didn’t want to do that.
I didn’t really say it, but it seems like I accepted it sincerely.
“Sister, do you think I really say this?”
“No? Well..But I don’t like what I don’t like…”
She patted Ara’s head again, telling her to rest assured that she would never tell her to sell her a car.
For some reason, it seems like she smiles happier than when she usually strokes her head.