Torn between Love and Hate

Twenty-Seven

"I see that my wife can be feisty." He playfully said to her. "I like it. I like it a lot." He thought to himself.

"Well...I can be when I need be." Dara said proudly. Jiyong chuckled at this.

"So when did you start developing apps?" Jiyong seriously asked this time.

Dara looked at him as if debating if this will be a good topic for them to talk about. But decided that it is a safe topic anyways. "Sixteen." That's all she said.

Jiyong furrowed his brows trying to figure out what she meant, then realized with wide eyes. "You mean to say at sixteen? You were sixteen? When you first developed an app?"

Dara nodded but did not elaborate.

"You're serious." Jiyong still dumbfounded.

"A-ha!" Dara blankly responded.

"Wait! Wasn't that the time when we met? You...were...sixteen then if I'm not mistaken." Jiyong once again was dumbfounded.

Dara picked up her wine glass and drank her wine all the way.

Jiyong amazingly watched as she gulped the wine down.

"Uhmm... I don't know about you but I'm ready for a night of fun." She sarcastically said while giving Jiyong a questioning look.

Looking away as he rested his back on the chair, Jiyong controllably hissed. He is enjoying this side of his wife. Taking the hint that she is not ready to open up to him yet. He nodded his head as he pulled out dollar bills from his wallet more than enough to cover their dinner plus tips. He got up first and being a gentleman as he truly is offered his hand to his wife to take.

Dara stared at his hand for a moment then to him. She slowly placed her hand on top of his hand as she slowly got up.

They both felt that electricity once again and looked shocked at each other. Dara was about to pull her hand away but Jiyong held it tighter. She surprisingly looked at him and they stared at each other for a while. Jiyong then slowly and regretfully released her hand. Dara saw it in his eyes but was gone right away.

They both stepped out of the restaurant and felt the warmth air. "Do you want to go to the tent and see what's going on there?" Jiyong asked and Dara nodded.

As they went inside the tent they were both surprised as how humongous it was to fit in hundreds or maybe even thousands of people in it. The set up was really well thought of. The dance floor is of course in the middle then they even have a second floor were people can also hang out and dance. Tables and chairs are set up on the side of the tent as well the bars. Jiyong held out his hand once again and Dara took it without a second thought because of the crowd. Jiyong tightened his hold on her hand as he led her to the right side of the tent and started looking for an empty spot where they can sit and observe for a bit. It wasn't long when he spotted an empty table and chairs. As soon as they sat a waitress came over to take their order for drinks.

"I'll have a beer please and..." Jiyong ordered and looked at Dara to see if she wants anything.

Dara paused for a moment and said. "Just a Mojito for me please. Oh! Sorry and two glasses of water please." She shyly asked.

When the waitress left silence enfold between them as they watched the people around them. Then all of a sudden two weird and funny guys started dancing with each other not far from them. They were both doing all these weird and comedy like dance that made Jiyong and Dara burst out laughing. They were still laughing really hard when their waitress came back with their drinks.

Jiyong became aware of his wife's laughter for he has never heard it before. She has the cutest laugh and very contagious indeed.

Dara also became aware of Jiyong's laugh. She never imagined that he has the sexiest laugh even the way he laughed is so sexy.

They both took a sip of their drink but Dara still cannot help but giggled as she took off her light jacket. Jiyong noticed this and he also chuckled himself. He then became serious as he asked her. "Do you mind if I ask you a question?"

Dara still giggling a bit and agreed to Jiyong's request. "Shoot."

Jiyong chuckled as the way she answered him. "What makes you ticked?" He eagerly asked.

Dara slightly squinted her eyes as she looked at him. She then  looked away and started thinking. "What makes me tick off?" She repeated to herself but Jiyong was able to hear her despite of the loud music. She furrowed as she looked back at him. "Lying. I hate people who lies. I would rather take the pain right away than being lied to. By telling me the truth gives me time to heal and prepare myself for whatever comes my way head on." She and Jiyong had a staring battle until somebody accidentally bumped into their table.

Jiyong cleared his throat. Dara took a sip of her drink. "D...do you want to dance?" Jiyong asked nervously. 

Dara nervously looked at him but nodded. Jiyong got up first and offered his hand once again as she nervously took it. Jiyong held her hand tight as if afraid of letting her go. He led her down to the dance floor. It was a bit crowded that they were being pushed closer together. A guy bumped into Dara from behind and she got pushed forward to Jiyong's chest. They were both surprised as Jiyong automatically wrapped his arms around her waist and her face is so close to his that by just leaning a bit their lips would touch. They both nervously looked at each other. Dara was about to move but Jiyong held her tighter. He became aware of her back being exposed as he run his thumb in circles. Dara felt it and was about to move back but Jiyong thought differently as he started swaying with the music. Dara was dumbfounded but Jiyong is eager to keep her close in his arms. He started dancing really close to her body as he slowly moved around her back. He lightly but sharply pulled her back to his chest as he led her to swaying with him. Dara still dumbfounded but followed his lead. Jiyong then placed his chin at the crook of her neck which made Dara gasped. Jiyong smiled to himself at her reaction.