My Dad insisted that his driver will fetch me up on my apartment. I protested that i can manage myself going there using public transportation but he really insists his car so i give up. After an hour and a half, Dad’s driver came to fetch me. As i came down to my apartment, the driver greeted and smile at me. I got froze for a while. It got me really shock. Do i hear it right? Step little by little, my knees are shaking and my hands and even my feet grown cold and sweat all over. The driver assists me to the car. He drove so much fast as we got to our destination in just 30 minutes. He smiled again and gave me the keys and now he’s gone.
“Hi Dad. Good to see you.” i bowed and kiss him on cheeks.
“Hi my Baby Girl. You arrive fast neh? Did you like my gift?”
“Dad, you don’t have to do that. Really, I can manage myself using that public transportation.”
“I’m just worried about you. You know, you are my daughter and being my daughter is not that simple. Someone might stab you anywhere else unnoticed. Can’t you just say Thank you?“
“Okay Dad. Thank you. But you know I can’t still drive it because I don’t have license here in Korea.”
“Well, we’ll work on it. Have a sit; Ji will be here in a moment.”
I sit on my chair and get myself familiarize. This restaurant is great. It suited family occasions, business meeting and can be used if you want a little private conversation with someone. Then there was this guy who grabs my attention. He looks familiar but i can’t remember when or where we meet. He is smiling towards me as if he doesn’t have any problems at all. He’s wearing A Polo with stars reaching round his collarbones and a red and black stripe down to his manly. With his rugged-like black pants fitted on his thighs and legs and paired with his black Christian Loboutin Jeweled Sneakers. Then he joins us on our table and Dad greeted him.
“Dara, I’d like you to meet Jiyong, my business partner. No, soon-to-be-business-partner.”
“Hi Dara. I’ve heard so much about you. You are quite interesting huh’ and I’d like to know more about you.” He seems to be very familiar to me. Oh c’mon my brain. Please remind me where I’ve met this guy. I’m really sure i know him.
“Yah!!! You! I know you. How dare you follow me here? And you even bribed my dad for this?” Aish~ i remember him now. He is KWON JIYONG. The man i hated so much at Twosome + Studio. Even my Dad? Oh my God, NO. Please.
“Dara, what’s happening to you? Can you please calm down? People here are looking at you.”
“Dad, how do you know him? He’s just using you Dad. Please”
“Dara, you are in front of your father. Can’t you refrain that, you know…” Jiyong smile as if he’s teasing me using his eyes and his smile. Of all people, why him?
“Ji, do you know each other? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I’m sorry Mr. Park. When you show me her picture i noticed her but i think i might be wrong by that idea so I waited for this time to meet her, Mianhe.”
“Since you know each other, enjoy each company okay? Dara? Jiyong?”
“But Dad/Yes Mr. Park” Me and Jiyong answered in chorus.
Meanwhile, Dad and Jiyong have lots to talk about huh? We almost spend the afternoon here. They talk about this and that. Here and there. Sometimes, they talk about their businesses while me, sitting here all day long. You can even cook at my chair now as my butt has been hot as the stove. Of the entire guy here in Korea, why him? I nearly cursed him for treating me in a rude way from Twosome + Studio. Though I already forgive him but I don’t know. My blood boils when I feel his presence. In Twosome + Studio, as much as possible I refrain myself getting involve to him. But it seems that destiny is playing on our fate.
BINABASA MO ANG
My Name Is Sandara Park
General FictionDESCRIPTION She is a stranger to him. He is a strangers to her. She is nice, bubbly, and a witty person. She was in pain. He is a Gold and Diamond boy of Seoul, South Korea. Was there a chance of them to meet? They were just both finding peace in t...
