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When I woke up the next morning, Jake is no longer there on my bed. I don't know if he woke up in the middle of the night, realising that he's sleeping here and went back to his room to continue sleeping or he woke up early morning to go to work. He did said that he's going to work for half day today and we will go to my father's house in the afternoon.
My father's house took an hour from Seoul. We arrived in around 4:00 p.m. but it isn't until Jake parked the car right in front of the small house that I grew up in, that my nerves starts to tick in. I really don't want both of them to meet but it's already too late.
"My daughter!" Both of us turn our head to the door where a man in his fifties is standing with a wide smile.
"Dad..." I run to him and embrace him in my hug. He replied the hug tighlty and rub my back.
"Let me help you carry the bag." My father said when he saw Jake is carrying two small bags, one of it is mine.
"It's not necessary to ask you to carry it, Mr Heo. It is not a big deal anyway so I can carry them myself." Jake showed him a smile.
Jake put down the bags and bow a little to my father, before he extend his arm for a handshake. My father clasp his hand with both of his hands. "Thank you for taking care of my Yeonwoo. Please, just call me dad. You're technically my son too."
My heart stunned a little. I glance at my father that is smiling brightly, the wrinkled at the corner of his mouth is evident, as his eyes are almost disappear when he smiled. "Alright, dad." Jake casually said with a smile still on his face.
"Yeonwoo, please bring him inside. I need to meet Mr Myung to borrow some gardening tools from him." Father pats my shoulder before he turn to Jake to ask him to take a rest and leave both of us alone.
I pressed my lips. "Let's get inside." I was about to take my bag from Jake's hand but he quickly retreat it.
"I'll carry these." He said as he take off his shoes and enter the house.
I followed him after, my eyes look around the house. There's not much difference, the interior of this house is just the same since I was little. I smiled, remembering the sweet memories that I had with this house. I'm glad that father didn't change it.
This house has two rooms, one is my dad's and the other is mine. "Just put them inside." I pointed at my room with my thumb.
Jake just followed my order as he enter my room. We need to share a room together again tonight. I said to Jake that I'll sleep with my father but he insisted that my father will felt weird that we didn't sleep together. I have no choice then to just share a room with him. It's not the first time anyway and he didn't do anything to me before, so we good.
