Red umbrella ( June IKON )

My new family

So many people around me. So many strangers, unfamiliar faces, speaking foreign language. I felt lost but not scared. There is more scarier things in this world then being alone in foreign country.. I was calm and I had nothing more to lose. All I had,all I loved already is far away. Somewhere beyond the mountains, over the sea, somewhere in country where I was born.

My eyes looked around that new place without interest. It was beautiful town with old buildings and modern architecture combined so perfectly together. But I didn't cared, it was all the same for me. No use of a flowers beauty, if there is no one to see it. No use of aromatic smell, if there is no one to smell it. No use of a beautiful girl if her body is just an empty shell...

I took a deep breath stepping outside the taxi. Driver gave me my luggage and left mumbling something. My eyes were looking for a building number.. I had letter in my hand with that addresse. It was on of my mom's letters,the one where my fathers sister was writing about his accident. I made this decission to come here in Trieste and find her.

Entering through big wooden door I walked down the hall looking for somebody I could ask where to find Giancarla Maretti, but the place looked deserted. Only silence and sound of my footsteps. So creepy and scary. What kind of place is this? Who can live here? It looks more like a musemu, not family house.- Hello!!- I called- Is anyone here?!- My voice echoed through the empty hall. I made few steps more, not sure where to go ,when I heard sound of door opening somewhere at the end. I speed up in that direction but the door on my right side opened suddenly and somebody nock me down. I fell on my side over my suitcase.- What a.....?!- I shout turning my head to see what was that. A young man was standing by the door ,still holding the door knob, looking down on me with a surprise.- Who are you? How did you get here?- He was frowning. I get up cleaning dust from my clothes, looking at him angrily.- You should open doors carefully I could hit my head or something!- He folded hands on his chest- You don't say?! Is there something more I should learn from you? Like how to be an intruder in someones house?- I put both hands on my hips- I'm not an intruder! I'm looking for Giancarla Maretti!- He came closer and that was the first time I saw his eyes. They had the same color as mine- blue-purple! How unusual! But it seems he notice that too because he frowned again scratching his temple- Why do you need Giancarla? - I have one letter to show her.... but who are you anyway? And why do you keep inerrogating me like this?- He smiled for the first time and that smile seemed somehow familliar.- It's because this is my family house and you just came like it's yours!

I tucked my hair behind ear- Then can you please tell me where can I find Mrs. Maretti?- He laughed- Wow suddenly you sound so nice and polite almost like you are different person!- I rolled my eyes mumbling something only I could hear.

-Francesco?!-someone called from the room from where he came.He turned - Zia che sono qui (aunt I'm here)- older woman appeared at the doorway but she stopped looking at me intesively. I bowed at her - Zia this girl is looking for you- he showed with hand gesture at me. Women came closer- You look like someone I used to know long time ago... She was from Korea. - I smiled - I'm from Korea too signora (lady)- She took my hand- Your eyes! You have eyes like my brother Gio! Look at her Francesco she has Gio's eyes!!- He nodded - I notice that too...but how is that possible?- Are you talking about Giancarlo Maretti?- I asked looking at both- They looked at each other, then in me.- Giancarlo Maretti was my brother.- I smiled in relieve- Then you must be Giancarla Maretti?! I'm so happy I met you ! - Pulling the letter from my purse I gave it to her -You wrote this to my mom...- she took envelope and red few words,then looked at me- You are little HyeMin right?- Smile appeared on her face and she hugged me- Oh this day is so happy! Francesco this is HyeMin your half sister!- He looked at me with confusion but nothing more then I . Mrs. Maretti took my both hands- We found about you recently. You mom kept as a secret from my brother that she had you, but it was ment to be that he find out.... But oh... we don't have manners standing here like this.Let's sit first,you must be tired poor girl? I see you have luggage with you...did you just came in Italy?- I nodded- I came here straight from the airport...