Chapter 94 – A Mysterious Thing Happened in Indonesia (01)

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Beautiful sunlight was shining through the house.

It’s really nice to greet the morning with mom.

Today, my mom looks at me lovingly and smiles with a look full of anticipation.

“Ad-eul~~ are you awake? ♥♥♥”

Scratching my messy hair, I answer her mother.

“Yes… Yes… Mom…”

When I speak with slight hesitation, Mom opens her eyes extremely sharp and part her lips.

“Son? Are you making a tired face in front of your mom? Why? Are you feeling very unwell?”

“Ah… No…”

It’s such a perfect day.

That is, except for one.

Right now, various breakfast side dishes are placed in front of me…

‘Are you asking me to eat this right now?’

I look at my mother’s fantastic visual side dishes… Um… So…

Mom’s cooking is… How to say…

If you define it in one word, the moment you eat it~~~ It is such a food that makes you think of this thought and that thought.

Mom smiled a little and parted her lips.

“Ad-eul~ It’s a side dish that my mom made from a YouTube report this morning, right? Would you like to try one? It must be different than last time, right?”

It is one of the “Diseases” Of modern society. YouTube… It just gave confidence to women who couldn’t cook!!

When I let out a tidbit that I didn’t like, my mother glared at me while biting her lips.

“Aard? Are you ignoring your mother’s last name? Mom woke up early in the morning thinking about my son and made it?”

“No…Mom…Not disregard…”

Like that, I couldn’t resist my mother’s coercion and took a bite of her side dish.

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As expected, it is a taste that really makes people feel anguish(?).

As I force myself to chew on the side dish, my mom says to me with her arms crossed.

“Son? Be honest. A side dish made by mom~ A side dish made by Yehwa Kwan~ Which is better?”

Of course, the side dish prepared by Kwan Ye-hwa was 100 million times more delicious.

But… If I talk like that, I’ll be harassed to come to my mother…

“Everything… Of course… The food cooked by my mother is so much more delicious~~ haha”

Let’s eat food cooked by mom for the first time in 3 months…

It felt like ‘vomit’ would come out of her throat.

‘Queaeaek~’

When I unknowingly vomit, my mother looks at me fiercely.

“Son? Are you saying that the food your mother cooked is not good?”

I feel alive and say

“Ah… No… More than Kwan Ye-hwa, the food cooked by my mother is definitely more delicious… Something like that… I wanted to say something… Mom.”

Soon, the mother crosses her legs and smiles with delight as she reveals her white teeth.

“As expected, that bitch of Kwan Ye-hwa~~ There has to be something better than this Han Chae-ryun. From cooking to artistic sense, personality, and warm heart~~~ What can I say about it?

In my throat,

[The things my mom listed right now… The artisans are 1 million times better than my mom!]

I barely endured the words coming out.

But for the sake of ‘survival’, I try to smile while chewing on the side dishes.

“That… Of course~~ Gwan Ye-hwa… Is there anything better than your mother?”

“Hohoho~ Really? That’s right~~”

Just then, my mother, who was smiling proudly in front of me, suddenly pointed her cell phone at me.

“This? What?”

“Huh-huh~♡♡ son and mother’s travel schedule~~”

“Travel? Schedule?”

A schedule was written on the screen of the cell phone.

@@ 9:00 am ~ 10:00 am: Walk with mom
@@ 10 a.M. To 1 p.M.: Windsurfing with mom
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@@ 9:00 pm ~ 1:00 am: Drinking with my son at the beach bar, consulting with my son

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Oops… Come to think of it, tomorrow I decided to leave for Indocinea with sand mom!

I say while looking at my mother’s smiling face.

“Uh… Mom? Next week…The schedule for going to Indonesia…You’ve made it…?”

Mom smiles blissfully and she nods her slim chin.

“Yeah~ My son and I are going alone~~ Huh heh~ Shouldn’t we have a schedule like this? Ah~ That’s right. And my mom told the beach bar to put up lots of pink lights? She made sure to stock up on alcohol and soft drinks. And I mean~~ Even the pansion interior~~ I ripped it all out and fixed it with a pink~~ feeling to live comfortably with my son, right? How is it? Did mom do well?”

Han Chae-ryun, like a golden retriever expecting to be praised, looks at me and opens her eyes.

“Did Mom do well? Son?♡”

I slightly trembled and parted my lips.

“But mom… Hey… Ha Yu-ran noona is going… With you too, right?”

My detestable (?) Mother clenched her hands as if she didn’t know her ex, opened her lips and laughed.

“Oh, oh, oh, what’s going on? That’s right~~ Our Ha Yoo-ran decided to go too, right? Hohohoho~ Maybe I like it~~ Hayuran is because he’s a wow~~~nak existenceless kid~ My mother forgot~ What is it?”

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You lie!! Now in my mother’s mind,

[How does Hayuran fuck that bitch?]

[How does Hayuran fuck that bitch?]

[How does Hayuran fuck that bitch?]

[How does Hayuran fuck that bitch?]

[How does Hayuran fuck that bitch?]

[How does Hayuran fuck that bitch?]

I bet you didn’t know that I had so many thoughts!!

But my mother, like an actress with long experience and experience… Really, her expression doesn’t change and she tells me with a big smile.

“Son? And this mom~ She’s a very open-minded mom, right? Son? Could it be that my son is going on an overseas trip with his girlfriend? Do you think her mom will interfere? I mean this mom~~ She just wants to come to see the Indonesian scenery…”

I cut my mother off and parted her lips.

“But on the schedule that mom made, there’s only me and mom, right?”

Soon, her mother’s expression changes.

“Son? Is that why you don’t want to be with your mother? Yes?”

My mother glared at me with her sharp eyes and said.

“Son? I ate all the food my mom made! Hurry!!”

‘Shit!! It only made my mother more angry!!’

As I stuff her mother’s food down her throat, she crosses her arms and purses her lips with her sharp eyes.

“I can’t. I think I need to go to Indonesia next week and talk to my son’s mother. If you look around these days, don’t you listen to your mother? Son?”

“No… That’s not it…”

“Sueuuuuu!! Are you going to keep throwing up at what your mother says? Son?”

“Ah… No…”

Like that, I licked my lips while eating tasteless nuclear waste food.

“Mom? Then… Hayuran’s eyes… What are you doing… In Indonesia?”

My mother looked at me with her sleek, pretty legs crossed, and lifted her chin and confidently parted her lips.

“Porter~~~”

“Yes? Luggage… Have you?”

‘Does that make sense!! Korea’s A-class idol Ha Yu-ran!! It makes sense to use them as porters!! Delicious!!’

I am scratching my head.

And…

In the end, I had to ‘confess’ to my mother.

“Hey… Mom? I have something to say… I have something to say…”

“Whoa, whoa, what is it? My son?”

“Therefore…”

I hesitated for a while, then parted my lips.

“So… Even if Han Sean is blind… Together… I’m going to follow him… Do you…?”

Soon, she feels her mother’s eyes tremble slightly.

“What… What? Is that Han Se-an? Follow me?”

“Yes…”

As if her mother hadn’t expected it, she looked at her side with a slightly dumbfounded expression and said in a tone.

“That… Yes… It would be nice if there was another porter besides Hayuran. I already had a lot of luggage.”

However, her words to offend her mother did not end here.

I’m very embarrassed ~ I say cautiously to my mother who is fanning her face with her palms.

“Hey mom… Yumi Kim is also… Following me…”

Only then…

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Mom is really pissed off!!

My mother trembles her lips with her high-pitched voice and starts glaring at me with her murderous (?) Young eyes.

“What… What is it? These!! What kind of refugee camp is my Indonesian pension!! Why do you keep following me for one year or two!!!”

I could read her mother’s eyes exactly.

Mom seemed to be saying this with her berserker eyes.

[I can’t!! Ha Yu-ran should be turned into a chicken right now!]

However, I decided to tell her mother the whole truth, as I had been doing this for a while.

“Uh… Mom?

“Ah… Son? Why? Doesn’t that mean someone else… Is following?”

“That… That’s… The three Angels House… I heard they’re following me…?”

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“Kyaaaaa!!! These damn bitches are real!! I’m going to do my job quietly!! Why do you keep following me and making a fuss!!”

“Somehow… I decided to do the CL Entertainment workshop… At my mother’s pension in Indonesia…”

“What… What? CL entertainment workshop? You decided to do it at my pension?! These!!”

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At last…

Immediately, the mother took her cell phone and went into her bedroom, and she immediately called Ha Yoo-ran and started screaming (?) Whale-whale-.

“Yah!! Hayuran!! If you sit down as a director, you shouldn’t have to control the complaints of the employees on your own!! What? Leaving the CL Entertainment workshop at my pension? Yat!! Hayuran!! You’re doing it on purpose to piss me off!! Right!! You bad nyonat!!”

Well that’s how it started on a sunny Saturday morning.

I scratch my head and mutter as I stare at the dining table, which only looks like a delicacy.

“Indonesia next week… You must be very tired~”

That’s how I unknowingly eat the side dish, and then vomit.

“Wow~ It doesn’t taste good!!”

On the other side of the bedroom, the mother’s screams (?) Resonate endlessly.

“You!! I really think I’m going to turn it into a chicken!! You bad bitch ate!!”