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XXXIII

Chapter Thirty-three

What happened at the living room was just a warm-up for the formal dinner that was soon brought to the beautiful dining room of the Jeon Mansion, a long table covered with a golden cloth was located at the center of the room as several golden chairs were lined up from both sides.

Maraming mga putahe ang nakahain sa mesa, mats and properly formed table napkins were placed on the table with golden tableware. Bottles of wines perfect for such occasion were also served, everyone taking it as an energizer.

Paglipat na paglipat pa lang naming lahat sa dining area mula sa living room ay agad na napuno ang hapag ng kung ano ang kanina pang pinag-uusapan ng mga matatanda kanina, while us, children chose to just sit near our parents and listen silently.

"We all thought that Wesleys couldn't come anymore but being late is better than not coming at all, am I right?"

Hindi pa nangyayari ang formal introduction at tingin ko ay hind na iyon kailangan sa lagay ng pagiging komportable ng lahat pero nakilala ko pa rin kung sino ang nagsalita. Sa mga nangyari kanina sa living room, nagkaroon na ako ng ideya kung sino ang mga magulang ni Jungkook nang magkakasama silang lumitaw kasama si Jungkook.

No doubt about Jungkook being a full-blooded Korean seeing his parents who were both Koreans. They were both looking very welcoming, I didn't know if it was because of their warm smiles or because their pair of small eyes seemed to always smile even when not smiling. Casual lang ding ang suot ng mga ito, pair of collar shirt and black jeans for Mister Jeon while a pair of thin long sleeves knitted sweater and knee-length pencil cut skirt for Madame Jeon.

I heard, Jungkook still had an older brother but he was out of the country for his MBA, just like Kuya Hoseok's older sister who just flew out of the country last week for the same reason.

At this point, I already had a hunch that they had a theme for this dinner, a casual and comfortable dinner, I guessed. And here I was, expecting an elegant and formal dinner.

Damn it, hindi ko ito pinaghandaan, pero iyon talaga ang inaasahan ko!

All heads turned to the Wesleys who all sat comfortable on their seat, beside the Kims—Kuya Namjoon's family who just sat across my family but I remained looking at the older male Jeon who also sat at the other edge of the long table, smiling widely.

Nawawala ang mga mata dahil sa pagkakangiti at may mga wrinkles na lumilitaw sa magkabilang gilid ng mga mata niya. The old Korean man was the perfect resemblance of Jungkook. Siguro ay kung nasa crowd lang siya kanina kasama ang mga Kims at mga Jungs ay agad ko siyang makikilala dahil ang tsokolateng mga mata niya ay kaparehong-kapareho ng kay Jungkook.

If not only of his gray hair, of the wrinkles on the sides of his eyes and of the obviously older features then I would say, Jungkook and his father would pass as twins. Even their skin fair complexions were very alike, the style of their hairs and the firm built. Only that I couldn't seem to find as to in where from his father's behaviour did Jungkook get his overly grumpy demeanor.

Mister Jeon seemed to be the happy and always smiling one, masyadong welcoming ang dating nito samantalang parang mangangain naman si Jungkook ng kahit na sinong taong magtatangkang lumapit sa kaniya, kahit ang Mommy niya ay tila napakabait.

"I just got home from a business convention outside the country when my wife rattled me about attending a dinner. Ni hindi niya ako pinagbihis, turned out, it was just me who kept us late."

Pinilit kong alisin ang mga mata ko mula kay Mister Jeon para ituon sa nagsalita. Dinaanan muna ng mga mata ko ang pamilyar na imahe ni Jackson Wesley na nakayukong naka-upo sa tabi ng isang lalaking siyang natatanging nakasuot ng pares ng coat at long sleeves sa gabing ito.