My girlfriend is so good to me-Episode 157
Ep. 157
After the tearful admission ceremony, the first week at the training center was a series of boredom..
I didn't think much of the scolding from instructors and teaching assistants, perhaps because they didn't come right after I turned 20. I just felt the same way, his neck must be so fucking sore..
Of course, in these days, excessive verbal abuse or beatings like in the past are not possible, so that was also the case..
In any case, there is no proper training in the first week, and you are learning various tests, including physical examinations, and how to hold the blanket. In addition, there are a few simple rituals for moving around..
Waking up early in the morning was something I was very used to, so it wasn't difficult for me. Cantering after breakfast was just fine. I thought it was worthwhile to move my body a lot through gym and yoga for three months..
In fact, the most difficult thing in the morning was to occupy a clean toilet stall. When I saw the sweaty men loitering in front of the bathroom with faces full of desperation, it felt like hell..
Other than that, fortunately, the only classmates I shared a room with were decent people. Perhaps because there were a lot of people who left full-time in the first place, everyone had more time than other trainees..
No matter who makes a mistake, there is an overall atmosphere that says, let's just move on..
However, the fellow sitting next to me was an active duty soldier, not a full-time soldier. He was quite devastated when he found out that the full-timers were gathered around him..
Still, he seemed to have a pretty nice personality, so I quickly became friends with him. This girl must have been very bored, as soon as she first settled down, she started talking to me..
"Uh, you're that girl's dad, right? I cried so loudly."
"that's right. I guess you heard."
"The sound was so loud I couldn't hear... and I was nearby.."
Later, when I exchanged greetings with other people, they said, ‘The father of the girl who cried out loud.’ Oh, that person? Many people thought of this. Even if you haven't seen my face, you've heard my love cry once in a while..
Well, Sarang must have cried so loudly. Everyone would have heard it except for those who sat across from them or entered early..
Anyway, that's how I started talking. To be honest, she had no choice but to become friends with the people around her. There's nothing to do but talk to each other.
The name of the classmate sitting next to me who seems a bit generous is Yu Jun. He is a guy who joined the military after finishing his first year of college and went through the ordinary enlistment tree..
As befits its slightly fleshy appearance, there was quite a bit of greed in eating it. Not only did I grab a few small snacks, but I also got a lot of snacks..
During our free time after dinner, we talked while secretly eating rice cakes (corn-shaped snacks). Then I said something.
As we opened up about each other's personal information, the topic of my family naturally began..
"Wow, if the kid is four, then twenty....?"
"uh."
"You gave birth to a child at that time, but you succeeded and went to Seoyeon University? I'm just fucking crazy."
"I studied really hard. I did it by beating up the whole game, dude.."
"Ah, that's what you're saying. I have a picture of my daughter?"
"Of course there is."
"You can look?"
"Like that."
There was nothing I couldn't show, not even a photo. Whether it’s Heena or love. Because it was what I loved most in the world and was my pride..
And I could guess what kind of reaction I would have after seeing the photo. Sarang will be so cute that you will admire it the moment you see it, and my wife will be prettier than anything you could have imagined..
Sure enough, Yujun opened his mouth as soon as he saw the photo I gave him, and he and I kept taking turns looking at it..
"No... what? Wait...what the fuck. This isn't synthetic?"
"What kind of synthesis is this, you crazy person?."
"That doesn’t make sense, Shivaal!! Sister-in-law, what is it?!"
"Heena is pretty, isn’t she?."
"a little? A little bit? Life, fuck. Just spit out the food I gave you, really.."
"ugh~"
"I'm being treated like shit."
There was some bickering for a while due to Heena's beauty, but that was something they were used to. Yujun grumbled for a moment, but she soon realized that her daughter, Sarangi, was also beautiful and smiled at her father..
"But my brother’s daughter is also very pretty. Maybe you should do something like a child model??"
"There was talk of not doing it, but I declined. These days, I'm scared because I don't know what I'll hear when I'm exposed to the media.."
"Well... there are a lot of psychopaths on the internet.."
After that, as Sarang showed a few more photos to Yujun, who wanted more, I was also keeping Heena and Sarang in mind again..
Even though only two or three days had passed, I missed you so much. It was very sad that when I opened my eyes in the morning, what I saw was not Heena's doll-like face, but Yujun's wide face..
I really missed Sarang crawling into my arms, saying Daddy, Daddy. That small yet warm body of love.
It wasn't that it was hard to get a decent meal while eating bad food here, but the hardest thing was not being able to see my wife and daughter..
There are still more than 30 days left..
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A few more days have passed since I became friends with Yujun and fell asleep after eating together. I was so bored that I wanted to die..
Because there were so many people, it took a whole year to receive combat uniforms or supplies, and in between that, the first week was all about receiving food..
At least I became close with Yujun, who was sitting next to me, and the people in the same room, and we talked a lot. If it weren't for that, I think I would have deserted..
In the meantime, the instructors and teaching assistants worked hard to set the mood, shouting and cheering, but I thought it was no big deal, so it really wasn't a big deal. It's not a one-to-one marking, it's just that everyone gets it, so it's even worse.
Of course, the hardest thing about being in the military is that you are cut off from society. But since I had to commute after just 5 weeks, it honestly felt a bit like camp. The sadness of not being able to see my family was similar, but.
And while I was enduring all this fun, the weekend finally arrived. The weekend is when I can make my first phone call..
"Are you going to bet on your daughter? But then she’s crying again??"
"Well... I have to do it though.."
"The instructor told me to ask my parents for the first week.."
"I heard that from my brother in advance, but my parents just told me to do it to Heena... no, just tell my wife.."
"Oh, I guess it's because your brothers have already been there. I am the eldest son."
"Then you should tell your parents. Don't cry while calling.."
"I feel like crying..."
I, too, was mulling over the phone number in my head while trying to ease the tension of Yujun, who was feeling restless, probably looking forward to the call..
There are more than one person at home who can tell you about the military, and since she has heard many things in advance, Heena is probably waiting anxiously for my call..
Probably starting around 3pm this weekend, I will be holding my phone with Sarang next to me..
"Three, two, one! Hang up and go back to your room! next!"
Eventually, it was Yujun and I’s turn. After encouraging each other to have a good call, we each stood in front of the phone..
For some reason, my hands were shaking a little. Come to think of it, it's been a while since I actually dialed Heena's phone number..
I dialed the number slowly to avoid making a mistake and put the receiver to my ear..
-Beep, beep.!
And the call was connected even before the first call tone ended. At the same time, I was greatly relieved. Of course I thought that would be the case, but on the other hand, I also wondered what would happen if something happened and I couldn't make the call..
I opened my mouth cautiously, with a trembling voice..
"hello?"
[babe?]
"It's Heena!"
[huh! it's me! I did it earlier than I thought! I thought it would take another hour or two... Sigh... It's so nice to hear my own voice... Nothing special happened, right? Are you hurt anywhere? It's okay to eat?]
Heena's voice, which I heard for the first time in a week, was still the same, and she was full of worry about me, no different from before I enlisted. She had just started talking on the phone, but for some reason her eyes were red..
Military life wasn't as big as I thought, but since it was only 5 weeks, I thought I could get out soon and see Heena and Sarang again..
After all, being forcibly separated from my family like this, it seemed inevitable that I would become sentimental..
However, I didn't want to worry Heena, and I had just told Yujun not to cry, so I barely held back my tears out of pride..
"are you okay. The food here was also better than I expected. Heesung hyung scared me for no reason.."
In fact, there was a lot of variation depending on the diet, and there was a 50% chance that it was dog food. I can't tell you that honestly though..
[really? Thank goodness... I can still call you next week.?]
"maybe? I think I can do it as long as there are no accidents or anything like that.."
[Yeah... you can't make long phone calls, right? then i love you... ]
[Mom! Are you dad?! Dad!!]
[okay okay! I will change my love! love you!]
"Uh, uh! I love you too!"
I could even hear Sarang fussing next to me. Soon, Heena must have lost her cell phone, and her daughter's voice, which she had missed so much, came through the receiver..
[Dad! Daddy Maza?]
"Then it's dad. Sarang, I was listening to mommy while daddy was away.?"
[yes! I love this Chakan child! Sarang said that if I write lightly, my father will come faster.!]
"okay? Our love, did you live so well? Dad needs to come back soon."
[Then come tomorrow?!]
"No, tomorrow will be difficult... My dad is 30... "
[If I sleep 33 more nights, dad will be coming! Love lasts a long time every day!]
"Wow, love is so smart. that's right. If you sleep 33 more nights, Dad will be gone, so you have to listen carefully to what Mom, Grandma, and Grandpa say. Understand?"
[huh! Because love will make you happy! Dad and Sarang say you have to come quickly to see it.!]
I was anxious about what would happen if Sarang was still downcast, but Heena and the others seemed to have calmed me down well..
After hearing Sarang’s bright voice, which sometimes seemed to glimmer in my ears like an auditory hallucination, I was able to relieve one big worry..
"three! this! Day! I hang up the phone and go back to my room.!"
However, that feeling of satisfaction was short-lived, and I hurriedly added one last word to Sarang..
"my love! Dad, do you have to go? Sleep seven more nights and dad will call you again! love you!"
[dad? Dad!!]
-pop
Finally, I heard him calling me, but I hung up without delay. As much as I waited, as much as I expected, the people behind me will also be looking forward to the time to call their family..
The phone call was shorter than I expected, and I trudged towards the dormitory with a mixture of regret and happiness. As I was walking, ruminating on the voices of Hee-na and Sarang that I heard just a moment ago, I saw Yu-jun coming..
"Sigh... gasp..."
Like some of his fellow trainees, Yujun was unable to control his emotions as he spoke on the phone with his family and was shedding tears..
I told you earlier that you shouldn't cry just for fun, but teasing at a moment like this wasn't the right thing for a human to do..
I patted Yujun on the back and went back to the room together..
Thirty-three nights.
okay. If you can hold out for just that long, you can go see it again..
my beloved family.
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The call to her husband was cut off, and Sarang became very sullen and lowered the phone she was holding with both hands..
"Dad... go away..."
"my love. You have to smile prettily, right? Then my dad will call me again.."
"Yes... love will make you smile beautifully..."
However, perhaps because my father's voice, which I heard for the first time in a week, lingered in my ears, I couldn't easily smile today..
At that, I smiled bitterly and held Sarang in my arms..
"Dad must have been happy because Sarang was waiting so kindly. So let’s cheer up a little more. I just need to sleep a few more nights?"
"Thirty-three nights..."
"Sarang is counting hard every morning, right? There are already only thirty-three nights left. So love, look at your mom’s pretty face~"
At my words, Sarang turns her head to look up at me and smiles hard. I also smiled as brightly as possible at Sarang..
In fact, it wasn't 'outside'.
There are only thirty-three nights left until I see Yeonhu again. I couldn't believe that only a week had passed. I think it's already been 7 years.
What I say to love,
Actually, I was saying this to myself..
Because there isn't much left.
It's not a long time, so cheer up.
You are comforting yourself.
But no matter what I said or what attitude I had, I couldn't help this longing..
I missed Yeonhu so much.
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