Hard choices

Prologue

DISCLAIMER:
This is a work of Fiction. Names, Characters, Business, Places, Events, Locales, and Incidents are either the product of the Writer's imagination or used in a Fictitious Manner. Any Resemblance to actual persons, living, or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

The story is not affiliated with any places in Korea

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How long has it been?  2 years? wow, tagal na rin noh? parang di na ko nasanay...

to be honest,

nagsasawa na ako,

ayoko na,

gusto ko ng matapos 'to.

This kept on happening for the last 10 years, ever since he owned the business his Appa (Father in Korean) left for him. He's not the Min-gyu I used to know, the Min-gyu I used to love, the Min-gyu that used to love me, Min-gyu that cares, that comes home and shouts "I'm home' then gives a kiss to our forehead.

He's changed,

Nagbago siya ng buong-buo.  He doesn't care anymore. He doesn't love anymore. When will he stop being selfish? What so important with his job. Does he even want this to work? Does he even know he's breaking my heart?

Does he even know he's breaking Ki-ya's heart?

Where did all his love go? I don't feel love anymore. Napipilitan ka nalang ba saamin? Every time he comes home, he goes straight to his room, He even has his own room. We don't share a bed anymore. He just goes straight to his bedroom and do work. Kahit anong oras pa siya makauwi,  'Cause all he cares  is his job, the reputation. He wanted that "One of the most richest businessman in the world" title. Why... Just why?

"Order for miss Eomma(Mother in Korean)!"

I flinched, nagulat ako sa biglaang sigaw niya. She was running, nakangiting tumakbo papalapit saakin, bitbit pa niya ang laruan na burger na nakapatong sa laruan na plato.

"Eomma... are you okay? bat ka po tulala Eomma? are you crying?"she moved my shoulder para makakuha ng maayos na tingin sa mukha ko. Then a tear left my eye. Taranta kong pinunasan mga luha ko at nag isip ng paraan para idistract si Ki-ya.

Hyun Ki-ya, my—our 4 year old daughter, kakapasok niya lang bilang kinder. So innocent, I just wish my daughter didn't have to experience this.

"Is that my order Ki-ya? how much is it?" I asked, enthusiastically. 

"That would be 1,000 won please!" she said smiling. She looks cute in her mini McDonald crew costume. Kinuha ko ang play-money na nasa bulsa ko at inabot iyon sakaniya,  Saka niya na ring  inabot saakin ang mga laruang burger.

"Received 2,000 won! be back with the change!" she shouted while she ran to her mini cashier.

"Here's 5 won!" sigaw muli niya habang patakbo pabalik saakin. Cute niya rin magcalculate no, nagmana sa ina.

"Thank you very much my dearest Ki-ya!" Tinanggap ko ang play-money niya at binulsa iyon.

"At your service!" she said cutely. She was waiting for me to bite the burger.

"Wow!! Ang sarap! the best chef talaga ang Ki-ya ko!" pag e-exaggerate kong sabi na dahilan para mapahagikgik siya ng sobrang cute. Sinundot-sundot ko pa tagiliran niya at natawa pa ito lalo.Mas lumakas ang tili niya ng bigla ko itong binuhat. Niyakap ko ito ng mahigpit. Naramdaman ko rin ang higpit ng yakap niya  sa leeg ko.