The Secrets To A Perfect Marriage

4

Jihyo’s POV

A ray of sunlight successfully found its way to get in between my closed eyelids, causing me to open my eyes. I let out a small yawn as I grimaced at the sharp light that blurred my eyes, completely waking me up from my deep slumber. Instead of covering my whole body with my blanket, I sat up and stretched both my arms up as sleepiness completely left me.

For once, I have a very good dream less sleep, despite feeling anxious for tonight’s dinner orchestrated by eomma.

I sighed as it was pointless to think of the real purpose behind her invitation to dinner because eomma is a stubborn person and has a dominating aura that can instantly freeze a whole room. My shoulders shook at the memory of myself being rebellious for once and the last because I had faced the wrath of my eomma.

I put aside my blanket and then immediately cleaned my bed to its original posture. As usual, I washed my face as I did my skincare routine as well and brought my phone with me that lay down on my bedside table. I drank a cup of water as soon as I entered the kitchen.

As I looked at my apartment, something clicked inside my head.

“Oh God, I forgot to water the plants!” My eyes widened as I put down my cup into the sink.

I opened the lower cabinet, grabbed a tall and transparent glass jug then put it on my kitchen island. I went back to the sink and soaked a clean napkin first before filling the jug with water.

“Aigoo, my plants. I’m sorry for not watering you last night,” I sincerely apologize as I poured the water into the roots, “Even so, you have grown quite well, my plants,”

I sounded like a mother complimenting her child for successfully taking their first step. My heart feels full now that I see how much my plants have grown while wiping each leaf carefully and thoroughly with full concentration without even breaking a sweat. After finishing with one plant, I moved on to the other.

Having plants in my apartment is a good choice as it feels so much easier to breathe with them around. Nowadays, I always get home late and do not have time to admire the environment and fresh air outside so having the plants here truly helps. After I finished doing so, I put the jug into the sink and washed it along with my cup from earlier and I hung the napkin near the sink.

I slide the long and pale green curtain away and open the sliding door that leads to a small balcony. I breathed in the fresh air as I stretched myself once more.

It’s a beautiful morning.

I smiled at the beautiful panorama as the sun shone ever so brightly in front of me, surrounded by the soft-looking white clouds alongside the light blue sky that resembled a refreshing sea. Despite the noisy streets on a typical Saturday morning in Seoul, I feel very enamored by the breathtaking view in front of me.

Yes! Yes, it’s a very beautiful morning and I don’t want to do anything! Just why?! Why does tonight’s dinner sound so ominous?!

I internally cried as I began to feel anxious once again. The scenery does help in reducing the anxiety that has been circulating in my mind since the day eomma informed me to have dinner together.

The silence was then interrupted by the sound of my phone’s ringtone, indicating I had received a phone call.

Could it be eomma? Or appa?