The dusk came, and the moon was rising over the west mountain. It gradually darkened.
She was waiting all day, but Jungkook didn't show up.
Didn't he say that he was going to take her to fly a kite? She sat on the stone steps in front of the house and played with her kite. She held the goose kite in her hand for the entire day. She looked at it from left to right. "Why isn't brother Jungkook here yet?"
Madam Sandara came out of the living room, afraid that she would catch cold, so she had the maidservant dress her a cape. "Perhaps there's something urgent at home. Little lamb, don't wait. Come with me to my room."
After seeing her daughter wait for the whole day, how could Madam Sandara not feel sorrry for her?
But this child had a stubborn temper. No matter how she tried to persuade her, it was useless. She held to wait for Jungkook to come. In the afternoon, Madam Sandara sent someone to ask the Jeon family to see if anything had happened.
However, the gate was tightly shut, and no one showed up even after knocking for an hour. The servant came back to report that there was no body in the house. Sandara explained this to Lisa, who did not believe it, "He already told me he would come to pick me up. He will definitely come!"
She insisted to wait.
Madam Sandara let out a long sigh. There was no one in the house, perhaps the entire Jeon family had gone out. How could Jungkook come to pick her up? How could this child be so stubborn?
After dinner, Lisa was really tired and finally realized that Jungkook won't show up.
She was a little dejected. Looking at the dark night sky, she threw the kite to the ground and stomped on it angrily, "Brother Jungkook is a big liar!"
After she vented her anger , she looked down at the crumpled kite and sniffed at her nose in the dim light of the porch light.
When she thought that daddy had bought it for her, she silently picked up the kite from the ground, stroked it with her meaty hands, smoothed it out, and hugged it to her chest.
Madam Sandara stood at the end of the corridor and softly cried out, "Little lamb, follow me back to the house."
She called out to her mother in a soft voice and quickly threw herself into Madam Sandara embrace, rubbing her head against her stomach. "Brother Jungkook lied to me ..."
Madam Sandara rubbed her head, comforting her, "He might have something to do ..."
She moaned, still unwilling, "But he told me ...he'll be here to pick me up today ...."
Madam Sandara could only reply, "Then next time you meet, ask him why he didn't come today. He'll apologize to you. "
Brother Jungkook wouldn't apologize. He had never apologized to her before.
"No, I don't want to see him next time."
Finally, she added, "I won't play with a big liar."
Sandara felt that it was funny. A child always likes to say angry things, but what could be taken seriously? Perhaps after a few days, the two of them would get to play together again.
During the few days when Lisa and Jungkook had been lying on the wall talking, Sandara had heard from the servants. Just a moment ago, she had said that she hated him, but it was not long before they reconciled. As long as they did not hurt themselves, Madam Sandara would just turn a blind eye to them and let them go.
But this time, no one thought that what she said came to truth.
After three to five days, the Jeon's house still did not have any movements.
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The royal's cute little wife [ON HOLD]
FanfictionDescription In childhood, they were neighbors. Lisa always bullied Jungkook. Who told him to be as beautiful as a girl? After parting for many years, they met again in the capital. With a tall stature and heroic bearing, he seemed like a completely...