Sweet Farewell (JENLISA ONESHOT)

Behind The Clouds (Part IV)

•Lisa POV•

It's break time, I went to the pantry to make a glass of my favourite drink, Cappuccino. I stirred the instant coffee powder with hot water.

I leaned my back against the pantry table. Grabbed my phone in my pocket when I can feel it's buzzing.

I opened the lock screen with my finger print, I smiled. There's a name of my favourite contact on the top list of messages, Babymandu.

I opened the message and left me in wonder. Why did she send me this long writing texts?

I blew my drink and sipped it slowly, and started to read Jennie's messages. I casually read it, not in a serious reading mode on. Scrolled to the last part of her texts.

I spurt out my drink when I read the last lines, It's me,
Babymandu accepting you, my poopoo to guide me,
to guide us in our journey of love.

I put down my cup and I don't mind to wipe my mouth with my hem sleeve.

I reread again the messages, this time I read it slowly. So that I won't misinterpreted the meaning of the messages.

Before, I was left broken.
Crying, I was in pain.
Not until you came.

I met a lot of people in my life,
but no one them is like you.
Some try to hit me, but bad luck for them.
They can't make my hard heart soft,
Not until you came.
In just in a click, you turned the cold ice heart melted.

Others will never can understand me,
the real me.
The deepest personal identity of me.
But you make me feel I am normal like the others.

It's hard to reveal the truth about me,
but when it comes to you,
even the vow I made, "that I won't fall for someone again,"
it was unlocked by your unexpected arrival.

Wise man said only fools rush in.
But I wouldn't want to be selfish with myself,
I don't want to prevent the thing that makes me real, genuine and magical.

I'm choosing what myself speaks for,
I'm choosing love.
And it feels free to chose you even I'm coward and don't have the brave heart.

Today,
Now,
I have someone who loves me unconditionally.

It's me,
Babymandu accepting you, my poopoo to guide me,
to guide us in our journey of love.

I even reread it for several times, understanding each lines. Aside I'm slow, I also still can't believe that Jennie sent this to me. Is she still drunk?

I'll just call her to make sure about all of this. I wiped my sweating hands on my clothes before I dial her number.

"Anyeong..." She greeted me.

"H-hallo, Nini."

"Did you read my messages?"

"Y-yes, that's why I call you."

"So?"

"So? Does it mean? We- I mean you and me, US?"

"You still don't understand with my words, do you?"  She sounded a bit annoyed with her question.

"No, I do. I do understand. I am just so happy, too happy."

"Okay."

"Nini, thank you."