Chapter 3; Marriage

One day, while I taught math in front of my teenage students, I heard a knock on the front door and all eyes were focus to it. When the person opened the door, the female students gasped at the handsome young man who was walking to me while holding a bouquet of blended white roses and red roses, the white roses at the centre while surrounding by the red roses. I was speechless by his sudden appearance and those four long years of his absence really changed him a lot. He got taller because I had to raise my head more to see his face, his body got broader because I felt smaller and smaller as he neared me, his face especially his jaws got wider and there was an evidence of adulthood at his shaved facial stubble. But one thing remained the same; the way he's looking at me with adoring eyes like I'm the most beautiful girl he ever see.

"Annyeong." He greeted me.

"Op..pa!" I stuttered as I'm still shocked to see him.

"Beautiful roses for my beautiful fiancée." He gave me the roses and I accepted it with a flustered face after hearing his compliment. "Guys and beautiful ladies" he looked at my students "can I borrow your teacher for a while?" and of coursed my students gave the permission open heartedly (because they don't need to learn the boring math for a while) and cheering out loud to tease me.

He grabbed my hand and brought me outside the classroom. He told me that he already asked his parents to book a wedding hall, bought me a wedding dress and gave me a month to invite all my friends and relatives to attend our wedding on the next month. My mouth was hanging opened while hearing all the detail from him because it happens so fast. As I'm looking at him, I felt a sudden spasm constricted my heart and just then I realised how much I missed him terribly.

I ignored his nonstop babbling as I snaked my arms around his body and pulled him into a tight embraced. My action left him speechless but he let me buried my face on his chest as I let out all my tears, the tears that I hold for four years while I'm missing him. He hugged me back after a while and rested his chin on top of my head. He caressed my back to sooth me and it felt so good being in his arms. I cried for another minute and as my tears started to slow down, I rubbed my face around his chest to wipe my tears and I realised that his chest was not as soft as I remember. It was hard and my hand automatically wondering from his chest to his abs and I gasped at the feel of uneven hard surface under his shirt.

"Like what you touch Ga Eul-ah?" I immediately retrieved my hand and my face flushed at his teasing. He lowered his lips and whispered huskily at my ear "Just wait for a month and all this will be yours sweetie."

My whole body shivered after hearing his teasing. I never thought about the seriousness of marriage. Called me conservative and I would shamelessly admit that I am.

With pouted lips, I hit his chest gently to cover my embarrassment and he immediately grabbed my hands to stop my attack. He just laughs at me while caressing my hands and I realised the roughness of his palms. I looked at his hands and saw his veins showed at his arms.

"Oppa, your palms are rough." I looked worriedly at him but he just shrugged his shoulders. "It must be hard for you oppa, living alone there and had to do a lot of works." Slowly I brought his hands to my lips and kissed it. "But don't worry; I love these rough hands so much because I love you more than the rough lines of your palms."

He was please at my words and put his forehead at mine. Then he closed his eyes and whispered; "Ga Eul, I wanted to kiss you very badly now. But I know you won't let me because you and I know that a lot of curious eyes are peeking at us from your classroom."

"Just wait for a month and I'll be yours dear."

True to our words, after waiting one month more, I finally be his and he finally be mine. His father sponsored our honeymoon to Jeju Island because technically he still unemployed. We took a flight to Jeju right after the wedding and immediately check in to the hotel and the rest was history. We were both virgin and never had any experience to do it but for some unknown reason, our bodies reacted on its own and we became one and perfectly fit with each other.

That morning, I groggily rubbed my eyes as I felt rays of sunshine shining through my close eyelids. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Yi Jeong's handsome face smiling at me. His hand supporting his head while he lying sideway and looking at me (I don't know for how long he stared at me.) "Good morning chagi." He greeted me and planted a soft kiss on my lips.

"Good morning oppa." I greeted him back but he pouted his lips. "Is there something wrong oppa?"

"I'm not your oppa anymore!" I chuckled at his outburst. "Call me yobo!"

"Okay, okay yobo."

"You are so beautiful chagiya." He pinched my nose and I scrunch up my face at his touch.

"Yobo, have you ever check your eyes."

"Why?"

"Because I think I'm not that beautiful actually. I mean I did have suitors but I'm not a drop dead gorgeous."

"Wait, you have suitors. Plural suitor with asssssss? How many? Why I never know about this?" He rose himself to sit and looked straight into my eyes demanding for an answer.

"Oh just forget about it. I can't remember how many. Let bygone be bygone."

"You can't remember because it was too many?" I can see his black eyes turning into green and his face was red in anger.

"Yobo, I'm sure you have more secret admirers than me. Plus who knows what happen in Italy." I tried to change the subject by rebound it back to him but it only made him more furious with me.

"Nothing happen in Italy and I never cared about any secret admirer! You never know what I've been through in there; you never know the pressure of being the only twenty four years old male virgin there and you never know how it feels being watched by female predators that are ready to eat you alive!" He forcefully laid his body on the bed and turning his back at me. I knew he was sulking again.

Ah, I forgot. He was really sensitive if I accused him as a womaniser. What a petty guy. I was just joking and never meant it to be serious. I don't want to fight on our second day of being husband and wife.

"Sorry yobo." I hugged him from behind and our naked bodies rubbing with each other. I gently planted soft kisses from his shoulder to his neck. "Sorry." I continue the kisses at his back while my hand roaming from his chest to his abs.

His body shuddered at my touch and he moan; "You're killing me Ga Eul-ah."

"Is that mean I'm forgiven now?"

"Only with one condition." He disentangled my hand from his body and in second I was pinned down under him and he started to kiss me roughly.

That's how we spent our honeymoon, mostly on bed. We only went out from the room to take pictures in the island so we can show it to our family when we got back.

After our honeymoon, Yi Jeong got a job with a construction company as they were impressed by Yi Jeong educational background. Yi Jeong agreed to live with my mother because my grandparents had passed away and I don't want to leave my mother alone.

Two years after we got married, we were blessed with a beautiful daughter and we named her So Ye Eun. Ye Eun was four when she got a little brother So Yul Jin and three years later she got another brother So Tae Goon. I'm happy that my mother live with me because she help me a lot to raised my children. I stopped teaching after I delivered my youngest kid to give my whole attention to my family. So three kids in ten years, a loving husband and a perfect family, what more can I asked?

That's right, my life was so perfect. I think karma already paid all the good deeds that I've done before. But, there's always a 'but' in a perfect story because to be truth, the word perfection was never exist in this world. For some unknown reasons, my happy life started to shake little by little and no matter how hard we tried to stable it, no one can fight with the course of fate that was destined to happen…