Munhee had spent the rest of the day in utterly boredom, as she had no works to pass her time like usual. The only time she enjoyed was the time she taught her babies and feed them lunch before she let them have their short afternoon nap. Miss Lonn had taken care of every other works, keeping Munhee empty-handed for the rest of the day.
Miss Lonn seemed to be a nice person, Munhee concluded. She was also a little chatty, which made Munhee a little uncomfortable in the beginning, as she was not really a social butterfly. But above all, the older lady worked diligently, and Munhee had found nothing to complain regarding her service.
So Munhee spent the rest of the day talking with her mother over the phone, and making light evening snacks for her babies and then playing with them. At the end of the day, Munhee didn't feel as much bored as she was feeling at afternoon.
When the clock hit eleven at night, Munhee decided that she should put the kids to their bed, they shouldn't be staying awake and waiting for their Daddy's return anymore. It's always been like this, the days where Baekhyun would return later than his regular schedule, Munhee would make the kids sleep - as it's not good for kids to stay awake till late night.
Now that Munhee's alone again, after making sure both of the girls are fast asleep, she opted to wait in their living room, surfing through different channels in the television while doing so. "Munhee, dinner is getting cold, won't you eat?" Miss Lonn caught her attention away from the television. Miss Lonn was fast in accommodating as she was comfortably calling Munhee by her name. The younger girl felt at ease at that, since she couldn't just let someone of her mother's age call her like she owned something.
"I'm waiting for..... Baekhyun." It felt odd to call Baekhyun by his name. But a normal wife should call her husband by his name, right? "Miss Lonn, you can go and take rest now. You've worked hard enough for today." Munhee suggested the maid, indeed, the older lady worked pretty hard and Munhee felt bad for her. Baekhyun had already arranged a room for her, apparently there was a room behind their kitchen which Munhee had no idea of - as they never used it before, and Munhee thought it would be best for the older lady to take rest now.
Also, her and Baekhyun were supposed to have some serious talk, which should be done when everyone else in the house wouldn't be aware of it.
"Okay. Do you have any special recommendation for tomorrow's breakfast? As tomorrow's a weekend, will the breakfast time be same as today or a little later?" Miss Lonn lastly asked.
"We have breakfast on weekends around ten in the morning. And we have heavy breakfast on weekends. You can cook anything you like. Just don't add cucumbers. Baekhyun hates them." Munhee explained and thanked her stars that she remembered the piece of information.
"Okay then. Good night." Miss Lonn walked away towards the kitchen.
Munhee returned to the show she was watching. When the clock hit twelve, she started feeling worried. No matter how many days he'd been late, each day felt like a new one to her. The concerned girl reached for her handphone to dial Baekhyun's number, and that's when the large door of their house opened, revealing a worn out Baekhyun.
"You're late." Munhee muttered out before she could stop her mouth. She readied herself for a scolding, since she knew she wasn't someone from whom he'd like to hear such statements.
But that scolding never came. Baekhyun dragged his feet towards her and sat himself on the other corner of the sofa which Munhee was occupying. He huffed in exhaustion, leaning his head on the cushioned back of the sofa, and closed his eyes to ease down the tiredness. "Yeah. Had a long day. Were you waiting for me?" The male asked, now tilting his head to have a better look at his wife.
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Heal Me (Married To Brother-in-law)
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