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SeHyun

I looked over at the time on the clock in my classroom and then stared at it for a long time, hoping that it would become 1 pm and class will be over for the day. I like going to school but it is not the same when Yiyeong Omma will not be there to pick me up after school, my father is the one and he is boring, he straps me to the car seat and we will not stop by somewhere to get us some bananas or ice cream, my father only knows that he had to bring me back home and have me locked up in the house for the entire day without giving me anything fun to play with.

Yiyeong Omma is different, she brings me out to walks and stops by the ice cream shop to buy me some ice cream and sometimes she would eat some ice cream as well, she plays games with me and we watch movies together while waiting for my father and my siblings to get home. She is so much fun compared to my father and I want her to stay by my side for the rest of my life, she is not here today because she has gone to the hospital to take care of my older sister who fell sick.

It is all because of my older sister that Yiyeong Omma is not here, I hate my older sister for stealing Yiyeong Omma away from me. I want to fall sick as well so that I am able to stay in bed all day and not go to school, Yiyeong Omma will be there to take care of me all the time and never leave my side but it seems so hard to fall sick. Why can't Yiyeong Omma be my mother?

If she was my real mother, I wouldn't be so sad knowing that she is not my mother and I can't be part of her family. I pouted and the school bell rings at this time, I immediately jumped up in delight. School is finally over and I am going to meet Yiyeong Omma at last, it has been so long and I want to meet her this instant.

"Sehyun, what do you do in school today?" My father asked me as soon as we are in the car.

"I looked at the time and hoped that the time moved a little quicker so that I will be able to meet Yiyeong Omma faster," I told my father. "That's all I did in school today, the school was boring for me because Yiyeong Omma wasn't around."

"You have been talking about Yiyeong Omma all the time ever since she started taking care of you on a daily basis, do you really like her that much?" He asked me. Does he even need to ask me that question?

"Appa, can you marry Yiyeong Omma so that she can really be my mother for real?" I suddenly hear a car honk and that was my father, he did that and I have no idea why. "Appa, are you okay?"

"I am fine, no need to worry too much about me." He reassured me. "Nothing bad is going on and we are going to reach the hospital very soon and you will be able to see your Yiyeong Omma very soon."

I looked at him through the mirror in front of him, he looked a little red and his ears were red as well. Is he not feeling well? "Appa, you are red. Are you having a high fever? If you are, stick close to me so that I can get sick as well."

"Why? You wouldn't want to get sick, it is not a nice feeling and you will feel very uncomfortable all the time." He told me. "And you will have to stay in the hospital like your SeNa noona if it gets too worse."

I shrugged my shoulders, that is what I wanted if I really got too sick. "Yiyeong Omma will be there to take care of me all the time and I will be able to stay with her all day."

"Bang Sehyun, you are really an idiot..." He said that to me. "I would have to disappoint you that you are not going to get sick anytime soon, you are way too healthy and it is bad to stay in the hospital, it is the worst place to stay in because it is not our house."

"Then I will stay at home all day and Yiyeong Omma will take care of me and I don't need to go to school as well." I smiled, thinking of all the things that I can do with Yiyeong Omma.

We arrived at the hospital and Appa brought me to the lift where it smelt a little funny, it is the smell of disinfectant and I don't like it but Appa said that it is good for us because it is safe for us and we will not get sick too easily. Appa carried me in his arms as he walked down the corridor and we stopped at the one that has my older sister's name on it, she has her own room just like her own room in our house but it is so much whiter and smaller.

I heard 2 voices getting louder and louder the closer that Appa walked into the room, it was my older sister and Yiyeong Omma talking to each other, it sounded more like they are arguing with each other. "What is happening now?" My father asked them when we entered the room.

My older sister was sitting on the bed while Yiyeong Omma was standing up, they didn't really look happy and my older sister had something attached to her hand as well. What is that water going into her arm? Is it harmful to her?

"Appa, can you discharge me right now? I am so done staying in the hospital and I want to get out of here this instant, I don't want to stay here anymore." My older sister told my father.

"Did the doctors say that you can go already?" My father asked her and she shook her head. "Then you can't leave yet, everything that we do had to go through the doctors. You have no choice but to listen to them."

"But Appa, I am so bored and seeing this bitch makes me so annoyed. Why is she here for? I can take care of myself very well." My father glared at her. "She is not my mother and she never will be, fire her this instant and everything will go back to normal."

I heard a slap and it was Yiyeong Omma, she hit my older sister in the face and it was such a loud slap. I never imagined that Yiyeong Omma will ever do that to anyone and I have seen it for myself today, Yiyeong Omma is really fierce and she is not here to play.

"I am so sorry but I am not, I will leave if you really dislike me." She turned toward my father. "I am so sorry for slapping your daughter, Mr Bang. You will receive my resignation letter by the end of today, goodbye and I don't hope to babysit your children again." And she walks out of the room, is this her way of saying that she doesn't want to take care of me. Does she hate me now?

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