The Things We Have Never Talked About

3

The doorbell rang as Arin entered the florist. Her nose smells of those sweet scents from the flowers around her. An Old lady approaches her customer immediately.

"I need to get some white tulip flowers, please," she said

"Yes, my dear! I already prepared it for you. I knew you would come. You always buy them every 3rd day of the month, right?" said the Old lady while handing the flowers gently to her customer.

"Yes, I am. These tulips are very important to me," Arin looked at the white tulips on her hand.

"The person you gave must be very lovely," Arin smiles after hearing what the Old lady said.

"Oh, actually there's someone who frequently buys tulips too every month. He already took his flowers," The Old lady said.

"What a coincidence, maybe the person he gave is very lovely too. Oh, I need to pay my tulips,"

"Sure, this way, my dear,"

....

Arin got out of her car as she arrived at her destination. She knows this place too well, her unborn baby's cemetery. She walks by closer to the place where her baby laid. As she walks, she sees a tall figure holding white tulips the same as her.

The man then placed the flower on the tomb. Arin knows who he is, even his back is familiar to her. He was her lover, Lee Heeseung.

"So you do care for our baby," Arin walks closer.

The man flinched due to sudden appearance, he knew who's talking. He stood up, facing her.

"Pardon me?" he asked, feeling offended.

"When I bought these tulips, the florists said there was a man who frequently bought white tulips too, every month. Was it you?" she asked, more like interrogating actually.

"Yes," He answered shortly.

"Then why'd we never met before?" she asked.

"Why'd you care so much?" He stated, coldly. He then walks passed by, leaving her alone.

After Heeseung completely left her, she walked closer to her baby's tomb.

"Good morning, My little angel," she greets her child happily.

"How have you been up there? Don't you miss your mommy? Why were you leaving so soon? I am lonely now ...." tears start blurring her vision.

"I ... I am so sorry that I couldn't protect you, My angel,"

"Please forgive me,"

Tears falling down her cheek, she can't hold it anymore. If only that accident never happened. If only ....

She placed her flowers beside Heeseung's. As she's going to leave, her vision caught on something familiar. She turned her head to the tomb again.

She saw a bluish-colored handkerchief.

She took it and read the words written on it.

Lee Arin

A faint smile appears on her lips. The handkerchief is not hers. She never owns one. Owning a handkerchief was her ex-husband's thingy. Her mind suddenly pulled her to the good old memory.

"My new customized handkerchief has arrived, I'm so satisfied with the result!" Heeseung was really excited about it.

"You already have so many, Heeseung-ah. Why bother buying the new one?"

"This time is different. And actually I bought a dozen, not only one," he said, showing his innocent expression.

"What?! Show me then, I want to see it," unbelievable, she thought.

He handed his new handkerchief to his beloved wife.

"Why all of these had my name written? You know I am not into handkerchiefs, right? I always lost it ..." Arin felt sudden guilt, she didn't want to make her husband sad by losing it.

"Yes, I'm aware. That's why these handkerchiefs are mine, not yours," he stated.

"Then why there's my name written?" confused by what her husband said.

"I want to show off. From now on, everyone must know that you are no longer Kim Arin, but Lee Arin. Everyone must know I am yours and you are mine," he stretched out his hand, feeling in one glory.

That was so cheesy and childish back then. But, remembering it now, makes her heart feels uneasy.