This clumsiness. (1-10.CHAPTERS) [1/4]

Foreword

“Ommaaaaaaaa~ Where are you...??” A little boy among three years old cried out for his mother warm embraced to wrap on his body as his eyesight caught the darkness surround him.

“Omo! Joongie…don’t cry baby…I’m here…Just has blackout…” The soft tone of his beautiful mother bring his sobs became slow as he felt safe around him when he heard his mother soft tone soothed him. Kim Han Neul, with a stumbled step tried to reach his son which she'd noticed that little boy was concentrated plays with his toy on their fluffy white carpet a moment ago, before the blackout occurred cause by a crazy storm outside. The thunders were rumbling with rampageous such revealed a bad presage.

“Baby…can you sounds something because I can’t reach you…” She repeated again with his motherly tone even she also nervous because there have no one beside her and his precious son in that huge mansion. Her husband, Mr.Kim went out for attend one of important meeting with international client, while her two maids already headed back to their own home for that past evening.

*sobs*sobs* “Here omma (mom)…I’m here…” Hardly held his sobbing, the little boy voice out which wanted his mother heard a clear voice of him while he waved his little palm as want to helped his mother for be able to see him.

With a little neon emitted from the outside, finally the mother able to reach where her son was.

“Okay baby…here I got you…Stop sobbing. My Joongie is not cute if he keeps crying.” She quickly enfold the little boy in her arms with earnest of lovely feeling pour on the little one as she just felt to engraved the secure around him even she had been forced to pulled her own life. Nothing can tenacious her from his precious one.

“Omma…where is appa (dad)?” The little boy asked her mother.

“Appa isn’t back yet baby…but he will soon…” Han Neul without tired with still in motherly tone tried to calm the little boy.

“Omma...the thunder is angry…hug me…hug me tightly...” The little boy whimper as asked for his mother warm embraced tightening arround him as he feels wanted to be more secure in his mother arms.

“shhh…omma still here…it’s okay baby…”

“Omma…sing… sing…” the son whimpered again and again for the mother sing him a song in order to wash out his fears that started creeps on him …

“Okay baby…I will sing you a song and promise me to stop crying nae...”

With a melodious voice, Han Neul sang a sweet song as his embraced tighten on his precious son body.

; Don’t Cry My Love…

When the tears that blind my eyes fall,

I can see you clearly,

My love, don't cry...

I don't know if I should take you away with me.

You still hold on to so many memories…

Suddenly a smell of something burned caught the mother's nostril. She was in panic as her eyes caught the sight of the flamed of fire that already licked their kitchen curtains. Still in startled, she tried put her utmost effort to budge her legs for escaped with arms still enfold her son tightly against her. The son started to cried out more and more as his eyesight also caught the same sight of fire that became to be more fierce into a big flames. It was impossible to hinder the flaming as it already caught the kitchen wallpaper and almost cabinets within a second.

“Omma~ Omma~” The little boy starts to shaked her mother’s arm with a tears uncontrollably drops from his doe-like eyes.

With still enfold her son, Han Neul coerced her legs moved to the entrance as she was started to be suffocated by the valiant smokes. She stepped nearer the staircase that was also started to caught by the fire, she just wanted to reached for the key. Successfully, she able to grabbed the chain of metal keys then she noticed the frame of her wedding picture which the only one item she had preciously keeps as it was the present from her late father. She had been snaps by the thought to snatch the wedding frame, but then she felt heave to do so as her son still in her arms. Even she had to put her life in dangerous, she would never drags her son together…