NARRATOR'S POINT OF VIEW
That night, thunders could be heard, the rain that was pouring on the roof muffled any sound of the woman who was lying on the bed, her face wet with tears. The only light that illuminates the room was a small lamp.
"One more push!" Said the old lady with grey hair and ash eyes to the lady giving birth. With one final scream, her pain ended, replaced by the crying of a newborn.
"Congratulations! You gave birth to a healthy baby girl." Said the old lady as she cleaned the baby and wrapped her on a blanket before handing it to the woman who smiled seeing her baby girl.
"Hwaran, I'll name her Hwaran..." The woman said as the old lady went out. "You can go in now, young man." She said, and the young man uncrossed his arms and entered the room where he saw the woman with silver hair and white eyes.
"She's a girl, I named her Hwaran..." The woman said to her husband who has black hair and crimson eyes with a strange pupil. "Take care of her, I will be back after I take care of something." The man said as he looked at her before turning around and leaving.
The young woman was saddened as he left, but it wasn't rare for him to be like that. It was common for her, but still... He didn't even come closer to look at his own daughter. she looked at her newborn and smiled. "Don't worry... I will love you with all my heart..." She said to the baby and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
The woman raised their baby alone with the help of her mother.
7 years later
It has been seven years since Hwaran's birth. During that time, she grew up as a lovely and kind child. She inherited her father's black hair that faded to silver, her eyes the same crimson and strange pupil as her fathers' eyes.
Currently, Hwaran was running around their garden while her mother sat under a big tree. "Careful, Ran! You might get hurt!" Her mother said as she chased the butterflies around. "Don't worry, Mother!" She said as she smiled at her mother.
Hwaran suddenly stopped and looked at her mother. She came closer to her mother and sat down beside her. "Okasan... (mother), what does my father look like?" She asked, and her mother smiled at her.
"You have the same eyes as him, and your black hair was also from your father, but the silver on the end was from me. Your father was always away for work, but I'm sure that he will be back." She said to her daughter, and her daughters' smile got wide. "I hope I can meet Otosan! (Father), " She said happily. "Of course you will meet him, I'm sure he will be back." She said to her daughter.
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Three years and one month has passed since then, and Hwaran grew up as a kind, lovely, respectful, and obedient child. She loved playing under the sun, but she couldn't stay under the sun for too long. She was getting sunburn if she stayed under the sun for more than six hours.
It was evening, the sun had already set down, laugther and giggling of a woman and a child could be heard.
"I'm back." Said the man as he opened the door and seeing as there was no one inside, he looked around eventually hearing the laugther.
"Ah... There you are..." He said as he opened the door leading to the backyard. The little girl and the mother turn their head at the direction of the voice. "Mama... who is he?" Hwaran asked her mother, and her mother looked at her and smiled.
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