PART- 6

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Jimin and Jungkook's car pulled up in front of a house that looked quite beautiful. Stepping out of the car, Jimin opened the door for Irha and dua and said "Please come out." Jungkook, having already exited, started to unload the bags

Jimin walked over to Jungkook and, said, "Let me carry some of the luggage." He reached for the black bag in Jungkook's hand. Jungkook, however, pulled it back, insisting, "No, I'll carry this one. You take the other bag."

Jimin nodded and, with a lighthearted chuckle, replied, "Alright, I'll take this one then." He grabbed two other bags and walked over to stand beside Irha and Dua.

Jimin looked at Irha and Dua and said, "This is our home. Let's go inside." Irha, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness, gently took Dua's hand and whispered, "Come on, let's go in slowly."

They all went inside the house. As they stepped in, Jimin switched on the lights, illuminating the beautiful interior. The house was stunning, filled with elegant, expensive furniture and decor. Dua and Irha looked around in awe, taking in every detail.

Jungkook turned to Irha and Dua and said "Please, have a seat on the sofa." Irha guided Dua to the sofa, helping her to sit down. Jungkook placed all the luggage beside the sofa and then sat down on another couch nearby. Jimin, having turned on all the lights, came and sat beside Jungkook.

Dua, still mesmerized by the beauty of the house, said to Jimin, "Your home is incredibly beautiful."

Jimin and Jungkook smiled and replied, "Thank you."

Curious, Dua asked, "Don't you live with your family?"

Jungkook and Jimin exchanged a glance before Jimin responded, "No, our family doesn't live here. It's just the two of us. Our family lives in a separate house, which is quite common in Korea."

"Oh, I see," said Dua. "So, you both must do all the housework and cooking yourselves?"

Jimin, placing his hand on Jungkook's shoulder, nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. Jungkook is the one who cooks. He makes incredibly delicious food."

Jungkook, taken aback by the compliment, looked shyly at Dua, who was smiling warmly at him. His heart began to race, and without saying a word, he lowered his head, a small, bashful smile forming on his lips.

Jimin chuckled and said, "Poor guy, he's very shy." Jungkook, still flustered, looked up at Jimin and said, "Hyung, please stop teasing me. You're making too much fun of me."

Suddenly, Jungkook exclaimed, "Jimin hyung, I need to go to the restaurant to get some food, or else it will close!"

Jimin, glancing at the clock, said urgently, "It's already quite late. If you delay any further, we might have to go to bed hungry. Go quickly!"

Jungkook nodded and, with a quick "Excuse me," hurried out of the house. As he stepped outside, he muttered to himself, "What's wrong with me? Why do I keep smiling at every little thing? I must be losing my mind." Shaking his head, he got into the car, fastened his seatbelt, and started the engine. He drove off toward the restaurant, determined to make it in time and still feeling a flutter of nervous excitement.

Dua was startled by the sudden ringing of her phone. She quickly answered, "Hello?" A familiar voice responded from the other end-it was her mother.

"Ammi!" Dua exclaimed, eyes widening in surprise. Irha, standing nearby, caught Dua's gaze and asked silently with a gesture, "Is it your mother?" Dua nodded, whispering, "Yes."

Jimin, who had been watching them closely, was now eavesdropping on the conversation. Dua's voice softened as she said, "Assalamualaikum, Ammi. How are you?"

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