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20 :: Broken

"Ah, yes! Yes. Yes, please. Mhm... Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah. Thank you. Thank, yes. Yes, Thank you."

I heaved a sigh of relief as I took a seat on metal rimmed hospital benches, painted black, in the visitors' lounge.

I was burned with several subliminal thoughts running wild in my head. I wasn't too sure of anything that I could do next except Song Taeju and his party. But even doing so needed me a plan.

The problem was that whatever we did unfurled another dirty secret that only led to the deliberation of our existing confusions.

The only thing that made me feel rested was the fact that Y/n took the responsibility of clicking the photos of the birth certificate and send it to me on Bluetooth. She took my instructions too severely and I hope that just because of me, her friendship with the rest doesn't get tainted. I would be forever guilty for that.

"Excuse me, dear." I heard a shaky voice address me as I turned around to look at an elderly lady. She was dressed in oddly bright colours. Her magenta blouse loosely fit her petite body, contrasting with her bright coral pants. Although, what I could conclude was that, even with her skin blazed under the sun and wrinkled in small folds everywhere, she must have been a very pretty lady when she had young blood.

But I failed to recognise her. Did she call me? Or was that for somebody else?

"Yes, ma'am? Did you call for me?" I immediately replied her with a counter question.

"Ma'am? When did you start calling your haleomma, ma'am?" She laughed and gestured me to bend down, so she could get to my height. Adorning my face, she hugged me. Her embrace was warm and comfortable, just how you could imagine your grandmother's hug to be like.

I realised that she mistook me for someone else but the hospital band on her wrist stopped me from revealing it. I stood there crouched, letting her do whatever she wanted.

She broke the hug and kissed my cheek. She must be so happy to have reunited with her apparent grandson.

"Haleomma, what's your grandson's name?" I slowly whispered in her ears.

"Ah? You're playing with me, right? You absolutely haven't changed, Rukwon, have you?" She laughed again.

"Aah, yeah! I was playing with you. Could you wait there a little? I just need to file a form and then we can go home, okay?" I didn't aim to give her false hopes but if there is a way to unite her with her actual family, I would be happier.

"Really? Today, we can go home? Yes, I will wait there." She walked her way back to the seat where I was sitting and I ran to the reception. If she thought Rukwon came, then he must have filled his entrance.

It took me a minute to reach the reception where I was just a while ago, but the lady there wasn't sitting there. Infact, nobody was there.

"How do I find Rukwon now?" I scratched the back of my neck as I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see a very familiar face, almost shocking me.