My Divine being🌹

3.

YOONGI'S POV

Yoongi had just received the news of Minha's suicide. Her parents were weeping helplessly, unable to understand how their bright, cheerful daughter suddenly decided to leave the world.
But as usual...
Nothing affected Yoongi.

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That Nigh

> "Is this silence... a cure for my broken heart?
Why does it feel so peaceful?
Why does my soul feel so calm here—
Away from people, away from noise... just me, my thoughts, and these damned memories?"
He let out a low chuckle.
"Memories... They don’t heal. They bite. They fucking haunt."
"Maybe that’s why I mess around with women who want nothing more than flesh... no love, no expectations—just the escape I need."

He sat on the cold floor, eyes fixed on the stars above, when suddenly—

MOM:
(sitting beside him)
"Why is my son staring at the sky like it's got answers?"

YOONGI:
(without looking)
"Just thinking, Mom...
All women are the same—filthy, gold-digging liars."

His mom let out a soft chuckle, recognizing the pain behind those words.

MOM:
"Really? So, you're saying I'm like that too? And your younger sister?"

Startled, Yoongi immediately turned and dropped to his knees in front of her, bowing his head repeatedly—the only woman he'd ever bowed to.

YOONGI:
"Mom, no! Not you. Never you.
Even if I combined the most beautiful words from every language in the world, they still wouldn’t be enough to describe you or my sister.
She might be annoying sometimes—like a little cat—but she got her heart from you.
Your love... your guidance... you made us who we are.
Thank you doesn’t even come close."

A wave of guilt washed over him. He had let his anger speak without thinking.

MOM:
"Son... just like fingers on a hand aren't the same, not all women are either.
Some are greedy, yes... but some are kind. Gentle. Loyal. They love like a flame in darkness, unwavering.
They’re not extinct, Yoongi. They're rare—but they exist."

YOONGI:
"But where? After you and Georgia, I’ve never met another like that."

MOM:
"You will. And I pray you do before I leave this world.
I know what she did to you was cruel.
You were just a child.
But please, don’t let that be your reason to give up on every woman."

YOONGI:
(sighs)
"Not again with this ‘before I die’ speech, Eomma.
You’re not going anywhere. Your son’s here—I won’t let anything harm you."

MOM:
"No one can protect me except Allah, Yoongi.
You may not believe in Him, but I do. Don’t say things like that."

YOONGI:
(gently resting his head on her lap)
"I'm sorry... You're my queen, Mom. Forgive me."

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NEXT MORNING – MALAAK’S POV

MALAAK:
(to her mother)
"Eomma, besides your prayers, I think I need a proper exorcism today."

MOM:
"For the tenth time, Malaak, I already recited the verses!
Now tell me—did you call your father? And where’s that little brat, Burak?"

MALAAK:
"He got home late last night, probably sneaked in like a thief.
Appa caught him—he was begging me to save him!"
(she giggled)

Suddenly, a familiar voice spoke behind her.

APPA:
"My daughter looks radiant today!"

She turned, finding her father looking youthful in his joggers, fresh from his morning walk.