“You can bunk in Tiffany’s old room

“You can bunk in Tiffany’s old room with her. Not that big, but it has a queen-sized bed. Surely you two would fit without a problem.”

Her heart started to race at the thought of sharing a bed with Tiffany. Why? She doesn’t know. She was confused as well. “Oh, um...”

Before she could object, Tiffany spoke, “Uncle, I’ll be in the room then. I don’t feel so good. I think I’m just going to take a short nap.”

Mr. Hwang nodded his head and patted her shoulder. “Alright. I’ll get you some medicines later and you can drink them when you wake up.”

Tiffany gave him a nod before standing up and heading towards the room down the hall. She twisted the doorknob and opened the door slightly. She then turned back to the other two people in the house and said, “Taeyeon, just come in if you’re tired okay? I won’t lock the door.” She smiled a bit and went in, softly closing the door behind her.

“Well, Taeyeon, I think I’m going to head out for a while. I’ll buy Miyoung’s medicines. Please feel at home okay? If you want to take a shower, you can borrow some of Miyoung’s old clothes. I think they’ll be able to fit you.”

She only nodded.

He smiled at her before going out the front door.

---

She wasn’t tired and she had nothing to do. Mr. Hwang left almost half an hour ago and she was bored to death. She looked up and saw the bathroom door. Smiling widely, she made her way to Tiffany’s old closet and opened it. She raised an eyebrow, amused at the wide variety of colors.

Of course she was being sarcastic.

All of Tiffany’s clothes were pink or had pink. She took a deep breath and silently prayed that there was at least a decent shirt there that wasn’t pink.

Minutes passed before she finally found a white shirt just big enough for her. Happy with her ‘discovery,’ she let out a sigh of relief. She proceeded to the bathroom and took a shower.

She doesn’t know how long she was there, but when she went out of the bathroom, she saw Mr. Hwang holding a crying Tiffany. Her eyes went wide with shock. She met Mr. Hwang’s gaze. He gave her a look that said, ‘Let’s talk later.’ She nodded in understanding and headed out the room.

---

Minutes later, Tiffany’s bedroom door opened, revealing Mr. Hwang. He walked to the living room, finding Taeyeon sitting quietly on the couch. He sighed, which caught the girl’s attention.

He sat opposite her.

They sat in silence for a few minutes before Mr. Hwang decided to speak. “I’m not sure if I can tell you the story behind what happened. I can only tell you that it’s probably because she’s back here. I guess a lot of memories came back to her when she slept in her old room. I’m sorry you had to witness that.”

She looked up and saw him looking at her with sad eyes. She felt guilty for some reason. Although she had no control over what happened, she can’t help but feel guilty that she walked out of the bathroom and saw everything causing him to look at her like that. “I should be the one saying sorry, sir. It’s really not my business so you don’t have to tell me.”

He smiled at her, thankful that his niece came to good terms with the considerate girl in front of him. “Let’s not talk about this for now. I’m sure she’ll tell you one of these days.”

She nodded.

“How are you, Taeyeon-ah? Missing your family?”

She nodded again. “Yes, sir. I miss them so much. I... I guess I’ll be able to see them after the contract ends,” she tried hiding her sad tone, but failed.

He looked at her as if he was trying to read her mind. And he actually was. Although unsuccessful, he was sure that her eyes would say more anyway. “If I ask you to stay, will you?”

She furrowed her eyebrows, not sure what to answer. “Um... I mean... uh... it’s not that I don’t like working for you and for your niece... it’s just...” she trailed off, not really knowing how to continue.

“What if Miyoung asks you to stay? Will you consider it then?”

“Yes,” she answered without hesitation. It surprised her.

Mr. Hwang,

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

"Anda dapat bunk di tua kamar Tiffany dengan dia. Tidak begitu besar, tetapi memiliki tempat tidur queen-sized. Tentunya Anda dua akan cocok tanpa masalah. "Hatinya mulai balapan di pikiran berbagi tempat tidur dengan Tiffany. Mengapa? Dia tidak tahu. Dia bingung juga. "Oh, um ..." Sebelum dia bisa menolak, Tiffany berbicara, "Paman, saya akan berada di ruangan itu. Saya tidak merasa begitu baik. Saya pikir saya hanya akan tidur siang singkat. "Mr. Hwang mengangguk dan menepuk bahunya. "Baiklah. Aku akan membuat Anda beberapa obat-obatan kemudian dan Anda dapat minum mereka ketika Anda bangun. "Tiffany memberinya anggukan sebelum berdiri dan menuju ruang menyusuri lorong. Dia memutar kenop pintu dan membuka pintu sedikit. Dia kemudian berbalik kembali ke dua orang lain di rumah dan berkata, "Taeyeon, hanya datang jika Anda lelah oke? Saya tidak akan mengunci pintu. "Dia tersenyum sedikit dan pergi di, lembut menutup pintu di belakangnya." Nah, Taeyeon, saya pikir saya akan kepala keluar untuk sementara waktu. Saya akan membeli obat Miyoung ini. Silahkan di rumah baik-baik saja? Jika Anda ingin mandi, Anda bisa meminjam beberapa pakaian lama Miyoung ini. Saya pikir mereka akan dapat cocok Anda. "Dia hanya mengangguk. Dia tersenyum padanya sebelum pergi keluar dari pintu depan. --- Dia tidak lelah dan dia tidak ada hubungannya. Mr Hwang meninggalkan hampir setengah jam yang lalu dan dia bosan sampai mati. Dia mendongak dan melihat pintu kamar mandi. Tersenyum lebar, ia berjalan ke lemari tua Tiffany dan membukanya. Dia mengangkat alis, geli di berbagai warna. Tentu saja dia sedang menyindir. Semua pakaian Tiffany merah muda atau merah muda memiliki. Dia mengambil napas dalam-dalam dan diam-diam berdoa bahwa ada setidaknya kemeja yang layak di sana yang tidak merah muda. Menit-menit berlalu sebelum dia akhirnya menemukan kemeja putih hanya cukup besar baginya. Senang dengan dia 'penemuan,' dia menghela napas lega. Dia melanjutkan ke kamar mandi dan mengambil mandi. Dia tidak tahu berapa lama dia berada di sana, tapi ketika dia pergi keluar dari kamar mandi, dia melihat Mr. Hwang memegang Tiffany menangis. Matanya melebar karena terkejut. Dia membalas tatapan Mr. Hwang. Dia memberinya pandangan yang mengatakan, 'Mari kita bicara nanti. " Dia mengangguk dalam pemahaman dan menuju keluar ruangan. --- Beberapa menit kemudian, pintu kamar Tiffany membuka, mengungkapkan Mr. Hwang. Dia berjalan ke ruang tamu, menemukan Taeyeon duduk diam di sofa. Dia menghela napas, yang menarik perhatian gadis itu. Dia duduk di depannya. Mereka duduk diam selama beberapa menit sebelum Mr. Hwang memutuskan untuk berbicara. "Saya tidak yakin apakah saya dapat memberitahu Anda cerita di balik apa yang terjadi. Saya hanya dapat memberitahu Anda bahwa itu mungkin karena dia kembali ke sini. Saya kira banyak kenangan datang kembali padanya ketika dia tidur di kamar lamanya. Aku menyesal kau harus menyaksikan itu. "Dia mendongak dan melihat dia menatapnya dengan mata sedih. Dia merasa bersalah karena beberapa alasan. Meskipun ia tidak punya kendali atas apa yang terjadi, dia tidak bisa tidak merasa bersalah bahwa dia berjalan keluar dari kamar mandi dan melihat segala sesuatu yang menyebabkan dia untuk melihat dia seperti itu. "Aku harus menjadi orang mengatakan maaf, Pak. Ini benar-benar bukan urusan saya sehingga Anda tidak perlu memberitahu saya. "Dia tersenyum padanya, bersyukur bahwa keponakannya datang ke hubungan baik dengan gadis perhatian di depannya. "Mari kita tidak membicarakan ini sekarang. Aku yakin dia akan memberitahu Anda salah satu dari hari-hari ini. "Dia mengangguk." Bagaimana kabarmu, Taeyeon-ah? Hilang keluarga Anda? "Dia mengangguk lagi. "Ya, Pak. Aku merindukan mereka begitu banyak. Saya ... saya kira saya akan dapat melihat mereka setelah kontrak berakhir, "ia mencoba menyembunyikan nada sedih, tapi gagal. Dia menatapnya seolah-olah ia mencoba membaca pikirannya. Dan dia benar-benar adalah. Meskipun tidak berhasil, ia yakin bahwa matanya akan mengatakan lebih pula. "Jika saya meminta Anda untuk tinggal, akan Anda?" Dia mengerutkan alisnya, tidak yakin apa untuk menjawab. "Um ... Maksudku ... eh ... itu bukan yang saya tidak suka bekerja untuk Anda dan untuk keponakan Anda ... itu hanya ..." dia melemah, tidak benar-benar tahu bagaimana untuk melanjutkan. " Bagaimana jika Miyoung meminta Anda untuk tinggal? Anda akan menganggap itu kemudian? "" Ya, "jawabnya tanpa ragu-ragu. Ini mengejutkannya. Mr. Hwang,