Tucked In Both Hearts
52. Cannot Take Off

The grip of their hands apparently brought the two up to the house of Miss. There were no important talks they talked about throughout the trip, only small talk that accompanied them that afternoon.

"Cock stop here? Don't want to go in first?" Miss asked after Jeon's car stopped in front of the gate of his house that was wide open.

"Tomorrow I'll be here. Tomorrow's weekend, I'll take care of the morning. We're out tonight, yeah."

"Where?"

"Wherever you want. Yeah it's down there, shower keep resting." Jeon, who was only a quarter-century old, stroked the head of a woman he already considered his lover. Whether he misses that assumption or not, he does not want to think about it. The most important thing now for him is to make the woman as comfortable as possible when she is with him.

I miss smiling while nodding. "Let me know when I get home." He immediately went down after getting a nod from Jeon.

"Basic, expensive selling. Wanting but ashamed, wanting to enjoy solitude as an excuse," Jeon murmured away from the woman's house.

He misses breaking down before cleaning himself up. This day he was so showered with surprises that he never expected. His memory turned again this afternoon.

"Last noon?" Missing to rise from her sleep and reach into a bag not far from her. He's looking for something there. The little thing that had made him dizzy was now back in his hands.

He really admired the beauty of that little thing. Long looking at him made his heart tingle to try it. Slowly and either consciously or unconsciously, he inserted the ring into his ring finger. His smile immediately expanded perfectly. As perfect as he praised his beautiful looking finger with the circular shaped object.

"Eh, but wait. I'm telling you that this ring is gone, if Jeon knows I'm not wearing this funny, I'll keep it."

I miss taking the ring off her finger. But wait, why does this look so hard to remove? Longing to try twirling the ring, but never shifted from its place. He began to panic when he realized that the ring really could not escape from his ring finger.

"Gosh, how's this? The ring won't come off." Miss getting up and walking to the bathroom intending to release the thing with soap.

The woman was more frustrated when this method did not work after she tried several times. In his heart he cursed himself for his carelessness.

And as a result of his indiscretions, he grew increasingly frustrated when Saturday night quickly greeted him. The woman was still pacing around the room thinking about how to deal with this small object on her finger. Though Jeon had been waiting downstairs since a few minutes ago.

"Gosh, this ring was still forming when I plastered it. I should what?"

Longed to think hard, until he finally found a way to cover his finger. He quickly replaced his clothes with long-sleeved clothes to cover his entire hand without being seen in the slightest.

With her flannel hem and black knee-length skirt, she stood in front of the mirror and ensured her perfect appearance. Actually he just wanted to look beautiful in front of Jeon, despite the rejection he had expressed, but on the other hand he also felt that he did have a taste in the man. Only, he did not want to show it now because he was worried that if he did that, Jeon would take him faster to the marriage stage, he said, while he himself wants to enjoy his world that has just been enjoyed alone.

"I'm ready. Sorry if I made you wait a long time."

"It's okay."

Jeon examined for a moment the appearance of the woman who was considered his lover. She still looks beautiful with the clothes she wears, but it feels strange because this is really out of the ordinary appearance of Miss. Long-sleeved hem left hanging to cover his entire hand.

"Where is my darling going?" Jeon asked when she and Miss were already in the car.

"That leads you, ask me anyway. Yeah, where are you going?"

"I'm actually confused too, anyway, where to go. There are no tourist attractions or romantic places other than in the flower garden that some time ago I invited you, but we have been there. We go to the cafe, yeah. Cafe temen me."

"Yes it can."

***

Meanwhile, in one city the same in another. A couple are under panic attack as the eight-month-old Queen bleeds after falling in the bathroom.

The queen moaned along the way, while Jeff was only able to calm the woman with the touch and focus he shared on the streets and his wife.

"Jeef, no matter what happens to me, our son's first. Don't think of me, if you have to choose one of us, please save our son."

"Queen, what are you talking about, anyway? you two will survive. Nothing will happen to you. No, by the way, you can't think about it. He thought it was good, that's good."

Not long after that, they arrived at the hospital. Jeff recklessly holds the Queen who is certainly heavier than before because it carries two lives in his body. He shouted to anyone who served in the hospital so that his wife immediately get treatment. Seeing the blood dripping on the floor made Jeff really worried about the state of his wife. Plus he saw his wife who continued to moan in pain making him really unable to think clearly.

"Please wait here, sir. We'll give you the best handling."

Jeff finally sat in the front seat of the ER room. In his heart he continued to pray for the salvation of the two lives that were struggling inside. Under these circumstances he should have a friend to calm him down, but he didn't get it because he didn't have any friends or family to call just to give a sedative sentence he could hear.

"Mama, I can call Mama. Hopefully Mama can answer my phone."