stupid wife | winrina

Chapter 7: That Damn summer

Yu Karina's POV

Last night was the best night ever. Not only because I finally got to "meet" my niblings, and had a great time with everyone, but also because my son slept by my side. I could spend an entire night cuddling him and nothing could be better than that, I'm sure. It's incredible how my love intensifies more and more with every passing day. Even though a few days have passed since my amnesia, I can understand the immense and unconditional feeling that all parents talk about. Well, most of them.

It's something that can't be measured. You love that little human being that was and will always be a part of you. You want to take care of them and protect them from everything. You think that in the future, when you fight over something, they won't understand that your concern is just an excessive care. The life cycle is for parents to raise their kids and when it's time, let them go; it's not meant to happen the other way around. Thinking about Shotaro causes something very good in me, and I want to take care of this little boy with everything I have.

I'd give my life for my son. I'm sure of this. The mere thought of losing him almost suffocates me. I'll do the impossible for him. I want to make up for the forgotten years and have new unforgettable moments. I'll be present and follow every moment of his life.

"Mommy!" The door is suddenly opened and a joyous Shotaro walks in.

I sit up on the bed to look at him, and with a broad smile on my face, I open my arms so that he can hug me. Last night wasn't enough. I feel his damp hair touching my skin, and his perfume mixed with shower gel tells me that he had showered.

"Hi, little angel." I kiss the top of his head and close my eyes, inhaling his scent. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yes!" He exclaims, and then releases my waist and stands next to the bed. My eyes scan him quickly; he's wearing his school uniform. "The only thing missing was Mama."

"Shotaro!" Minjeong walks suddenly into the bedroom and I let out a sigh of relief. We haven't talked to him about what happened, I wouldn't know how to explain to him our current situation. I look at her and see her angry expression. "Didn't I tell you not to run up the stairs? And why did you wake up your mother?"

"Hey! You don't need to scold him." I interrupt her, and Minjeong looks at me as if she could murder me with her eyes. "He's just a kid acting like a kid. Besides, I was already awake, I just hadn't gotten up yet."

Minjeong continued staring at me for a few seconds. I thought she was going to yell at me, but she just took a deep breath.

"Shotaro, go downstairs right now and finish eating your breakfast. We'll talk about your disobedience later."

"I'm sorry, Mama. I'm sorry, Mommy." He murmurs before obeying Minjeong's order.

With his head down, my son leaves my bedroom and it breaks my heart. I feel like picking him up and cuddling him, but her presence here makes me feel awkward. It even feels as if she had scolded me as well.

"Seriously, Karina? I know you still haven't gotten used to it, but don't ever berate me in front of him again. He's a kid, true, but he needs to know the limits, and you covering for him gives him the freedom to disobey other times." Her extremely serious voice made me feel like a spoiled kid being scolded. "We don't want to raise a rebellious kid who doesn't respect anyone, do we?"

"No. I'm sorry..."

Minjeong runs her hands over her face, which is covered in makeup, but doesn't smudge anything. A quick glance at her whole body and I can see she's dressed casually, but still elegant. Tight jeans, discreet sneakers and a long-sleeved plain white shirt that's folded up to her elbows. Her hair is perfectly brushed. She looked nothing like the Minjeong I remember from the past.