"Have you seen her?"
"Sorry, but no." Taehyun sighed, making his way towards the bench, nearby and took a seat on it, taking a rest.
It's been a month since he lost his wife, and he couldn't stop thinking about her, not even a second. He already tried his best, he tried to look for her, all by himself without pulling out a money.
Honestly, he could just have make one call and his wife will already be there in front of him by minutes, but remembering all the words she taught him, he couldn't just.
Not all things can be brought by money; He thought, reminding himself.
Patience is the key.
His phone suddenly rang and answered it, knowing, it was his Yeonjun Hyung.
"Yes, Hyung?"
"I'm going at the bar after work, wanna tag along?"
"Sorry, Hyung, but I'm still busy."
"Yes, I know that you worry for her, but just atleast, give yourself a rest. You're not a robot, Tae."
"Okay, okay, fine, bye." Hanging up, Taehyun sighed for once again and went on his gallery to stare at the pictures they had since college. He couldn't help but to smile, looking at those pictures they had that's full of good memories.
And then, a thought came across into his mind.
Maybe the feelings he's having in the beginning is a pure love.
I love her, didn't I?
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"Oh c'mon, it's not like you don't attend in bars when we were highschool." One of his friend laughed as he kept his hands, covering his ears.
"Dude, Taehyun's not the same as he was." Yeonjun spatted, taking a shot.
"Wow, is that legit? Then, did he stopped smoking?"
"Yup!"
"Drinking?"
"No, he stopped."
"Gambling."
"He stopped."
"Dealing with drugs?"
"He also did stopped." Everyone around them cooed in sync and hit Taehyun's arms.
"How about his addiction towards having sex?" Their group suddenly fell into silence that even Yeonjun couldn't speak and Taehyun put his hands down, standing up.
"I need fresh air." He ran, leaving his friends in confusion and went over the front bar, taking a seat. They were right, he changed from everything except for his lust, and being selfish.
"What drink can I have you, Sir?" The bartender asked.
"Do you have any juice there?"
"The only available drinks we have aside from wine and beer is lemonade. Is that okay for you, Sir?"
"Yes, give me one please." As the bartender left, Taehyun went back, thinking about the situation between him and his wife then all of the sudden, he felt a weight on his lap.
"What's in your mind, hottie?" Taehyun shot his eyes closed, seeing a woman that's almost naked and sighed.
"I'm sorry, I'm not in mood." He gently pushed her, standing up and turned his back against her, waiting for his order to come.
"Oh, really? I might make your mood better." She giggled, hugging him from behind.
A tear fell down from his eye, remembering his wife, doing the same thing everyday.
"Here's your order, Sir." He came back to his senses, removing the arms that was wrapped around him and wiped his tears, thanking the bartender.
"Have you felt comfortable with that?"
"Sadly, no. You made my day, the worst." He turned to face her and stretched his arm, offering her the lemonade he ordered.
"Sorry to say such a thing but, I'm married, and if you don't want to get played, please dress properly." And with that, he left without paying the drink he gave her.
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He came home, it was filled with silence. Nothing can be heard except for his breathing. All what he can do is to sigh, and sigh. His life seems so pointless now, he thought.
He headed straight towards their room and threw himself on the bed, inhaling the thick sheets, as he could smell her scent on it. He stared at the ceiling above and began to count days.
Four months left till his birthday, and also their marriage anniversary.
I have to find her as soon as posible.
