"remember not to talk to strangers until you reach your father's house up the hills." yoongi's mothers quickly reminded yoongi about the danger in the world as she got him ready for the trip to his fathers house up the hill. she was tying his basket that had his lunch and the gift for his father's next wedding.
It wasn't common for a ex-wife to gift her last husband a gift of blessing for his new bond. yoongi never know why his mother divorced his father. they were a happy family.
his celebration hanbok was packed in the basket. just under his meal and father's gift. his mother especially made it for him with silk and cloth. his toys stick onto the face of the basket.
yoongi watched his mother in silence and pure love in his eyes as she hurried to sent her son away for a few weeks. his aged mother who only cared about him wrapped her arms around him. "don't forget."
yoongi grinned and carefully hugged his mother back tighter. "i will." he walked away and kept looking back at his mother until she disappeared from sight. he continued on his journey up the hill with a stick he collected from the ground. he poked at the ground with it.
as soon as he got closer to his father's house, he turned around. there was a scream from the village. his mother was behind him. "did you hear that, too?"
