Living with Mr. Arrogant [ A BTS Love Story]

Chapter one: ACCEPTANCE

Harah's POV

    

         I feel cold, I feel weak, I think Im dying now ~ I was standing infront of my mothers dead body putting into grave, knowing that my both eyes are now bursting in to tears… why ? I started asking myself why do people leaves out the hell of me ~ First, my grandparents, they both died last year in an accident on their way home. Second, my one and only bestfriend, her family decided to migrate in America so that they can manage their business well, and so she has to leave also. And now, my mother, the only person that I have, the only person who loves, cares and understand me.

Urggh… I hate this !  I dont even know where did God put my father, mama didnt even want talk about papa ~ She always say that I must forget my father now, he didnt love us, he didnt care for us ~ Those words strucks me, i feel hurt… a lot ~ knowing that I dont have that man who will comfort me when I feel broken inside, gives me strenght, sort of advices and cheers me up, and ofcourse protect me when somebody tries to hurt me… I cried again… Gosh! I am just 17 but now I am all alone… Totally Alone…

Then suddenly, somebody tap me from my back, it is a sort of comfort for me...

"Dont worry dear, everything will be alright from now on..." the stranger said.

I can recognize the voice, It was a mans voice, I turn my head to find out who is he. As I look at him, he made a sweet smile...

"Who are you ?" I asked him. I dont remember that I've met him before. He is totally strange for me. But the figure of his face, and his eyes, it looks like mine....

"Im your uncle Harah, Im sorry if I came so late~ I find you my entire whole life, as what as your father said to me" he replied. But his sweet smile a while ago turn into bitter.

Wait... what !? My father ? And this man in front of me is my uncle ?

"Wait, I dont understand?" I faced him. "My father? Where is he?" I asked in confusion, I heared that my voice beamed.

"I think this is not the right place to talk about that thing Harah, we need to talk in private" he said. "Trust me Harah, I will not bring any harm to you, I know you want to know everything, Its for your own good." He look straight to me.

I just nodded. By this time, I followed him, I dont know why? But I just followed him... Maybe because I've been there also for an hours, doing nothin but to cry. He also convinced me, I feel his sincerity.I feel safe.

I didnt take him out if my sight as we walk along the cementery, he stood and walk so elegant. His aged? I think more or less 40, he has a white and glowing skin, and I guess, he is a korean national. I stopped as I saw a black chervolet in front of me, Nice car... He open the backseat door of I think his car and let me in. But  before he closed it, I try to take a one last sight from where my mother buried.

"Goodbye mom" that was the only thing that I can say to her, goodbye... The man looked at me again, and so do I.

"Im sorry for what happen to your mother harah, if I just found you and your mother earlier..." He said it pitiful with sadness on his face.

"No its okay, Im fine now, thanks... I think mom is now in a good place." I smile at him.

Wow, I cant imagine that I talk to strangers (⊙o⊙)？I dont really know why my mind and my mouth tells to talk to him... Its kinda amazing...

"Such an adorable and kind girl, you are really Elaine and Tae wong's daughter." He smiled again.

Then he finally closed the door.

TAE WONG... TAE WONG.... was that my fathers name? Wait... TAE WONG? That was a korean name right? 

That name makes me think and curious... Is this man really knows my father ?

As he start the engine, I asked him a sort of question about him and my father. And also where are we going.

"We will go to a restaurant, were going to eat there, because I know that we will be talking long there, atleast we can order food there while having conversations." He answered while still looking on our way. Anyway, he's driving now. "By the way, Im your uncle Park Hyun Woo, Im your fathers long time friend, particularly his bestfriend." He glanced at me once, but he turn back again and drove. "Youre mother never tell you anything about your father right?"

"Yeah." I look down as I answer him. "Please, tell me everything. I want to know everything." I begged to him.

After he have heared my voice, begging to tell everything.. the next thing I know is that, he started to tell the untold story of my past, the story that I really want to know since the day I started to ask questions to my mother all about papa.

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Author's POV

             
           Hahaha, a lot of drama here. Thanks for reading ! Looking forward for you to read the next chapter ∩__∩ kamsa !