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DAHYUN'S POV
"Spinocerebellar ataxia." Dr. Jung said and handed out my results. I gulped and slowly took it from him. I felt scared all of a sudden. "It's a degeneration of the cerebellum of your brain. It doesn't have any origins. Scientists don't know how it originates." He then crossed his legs and leaned back on his chair. I held Jimin's hand right away and lowered my head, trying to stop my tears. I don't want to let him see myself in my weakest state.
"D-Does it have any...cure?" I asked and looked at the doctor. He seemed uneasy and unsure. Just by his expressions, I can tell the answer. There's no cure.
"There's none." He answered. "The only thing that we can do is to slow down the progression of your disease." He added. "You have to exercise your muscles during session. We will have you confined soon."
I felt Jimin's hands on my shoulder. He pulled me towards him, closer to him. "We'll do everything, doc." His voice is slowly cracking and he might burst out his tears anytime. I don't want him to see in such hurt state. I hate to see my loved ones crying...especially if it's because of me. "What s-should we do as of the moment?"
"I'll prescribe you some drugs and we'll schedule your sessions." The doctor started writing some drug names on a paper and gave it to Jimin. "For now, you have to be positive." I looked at the doctor. He half-smiled sincerely which made me feel a bit more okay, even though everything is bad as of the moment. Jimin helped me to stand up and we both exited the doctor's clinic.
I didn't want to talk to anyone for now. Things aren't yet sinking inside my mind. It's a lot to take in for me. Too much that I may not be able to digest everything.
"Babe, let's go." Jimin held my wrist, but I can't make a move. My feet became stuck on the floor. It felt like Medusa stared at me and I became a rock for a second. He smiled at me and helped me to walk.
"Sorry," I whispered. I do not want to be too much of a burden to my family. My kids are still young. I want to be a mother to them. I'll continue with my life as long as I can. I'll continue with my life even if I can't move. I have to. I have to be positive for Jimin and for my twins.
"You don't have to apologize." Jimin kissed my temple and then we headed to our company. I saw Taehyung oppa and Sana unnie hopping off from their car on the parking lot. They seemed serious. "You have to tell this to your dad, okay?" He said as he parks the car beside Taehyung oppa's.
I sighed, "I don't know if I can." I answered.
"But you have to."
"I don't want to be the root of all his problems." I replied. He lifted the hand break and looked at me. He smiled and held my hand. His hands are warm and it's telling me that everything is going to be soon because it has to.
"You can do it, babe. You're his daughter. He can understand you."
"You don't understand me, Chim." I told him. "He has to fix Taehyung oppa's problem first and he has to go to the States for our business and our house. He has a lot of things going on inside his head and I just can't tell this to him because I do not want to be a bother." I explained. His face expression changed. He's looking tired and that's the last thing that I do not want to happen. I do not want Jimin to grow tired of me. He won't do that, right? He won't grow tired, right? He won't leave me, right?
"Dahyun," he called my name and it means that he's serious now. "I-I don't know..." he looked away from me and closed his eyes. As soon as his tears streamed down, my heart stung instantly. "...please do understand that you're not the only person who's having a hard time as well. You're not the only one here who's hurt because of your disease." I held his hand and kissed it.
"I-I'm so sorry," I sobbed and lowered my head. My tears bursted out, too. "Sorry, sorry..." I continuously said. He pulled me towards him and hugged me warmly. I cried on his chest and held him tightly. "...please don't leave me."
"You know that I won't." He sniffed and looked at me. He wiped my tears away and kissed my forehead. "I love you and I won't ever stop." Thank you, Chim. Thanks a lot.
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Before I knocked on dad's office, I heard their voices from the inside. I didn't want to eavesdrop, but I can't help it. "Sana, do you want to marry my son?" I heard dad say inside.
"Y-Yes, father." Sana unnie stuttered.
"Taehyung, do you wish to marry Sana as well?"
"Yes, father." Tzuyu unnie... I can't help but to think of what Tzuyu unnie feels. She must be crying now.
I felt Jimin's hand on mine, so I looked at him right away. He smiled, "You can do that, babe." I nodded and knocked on dad's office. I knocked for three times and waited for it to open. My heart is beating fast because of anxiety. I'm worried that his plans will get postpones because of me.
The door opened and revealed Tae oppa. His eyebrow arched a little when he saw me and my husband. "What are you doing here?" He asked.
I sighed, "Good afternoon." I greeted first before looking at dad. "I've got to tell something to dad."
"We're busy." He answered. "Save it for later." He added, probably annoyed because we're uninvited guests. "We have some business to take care of."
"I have, too." I replied. "Oppa, I just need a minute with dad." I begged, but he seemed unconvinced.
"Taehyung, let her in." Dad said with his authoritative voice. Tae oppa rolled his eyes and opened the office's door wider to let me and Jimin enter. Tae oppa closed the door and we stopped in front of dad.
Dad smiled, "What is it that you have to say, Dahyun?" I gulped, not knowing if I really should tell him or not, but this is Jimin's request. He wants me to tell my problems to dad because he will surely help me.
I looked around the area and saw Tzuyu unnie's crying face and Sana unnie's guilty face. We met each other's eyes, so she looked down and didn't bother to look at me again.
Dad's smiles are scaring me. What if those are the last smiles that he can give me? What if those are last smiles that I can see from him? Will I be able to live without dad's fatherly smiles?
Taehyung oppa's creased eyebrows are terrifying me, too. What if this is the last time I'll see that expression on his face? I will miss it, even if it's far from being happy.
Tzuyu's unnies crying face makes me afraid. What if I won't see her crying face again once I leave?
"Sweetie, c'mon. Tell it to me." Dad said which made me snap out of my thoughts.
"Make it fast. We still have to talk about something." Taehyung oppa said, so dad sushed him and smiled at me again.
"Dad..." I paused. "...I'm dying." I answered. Taehyung oppa's crossed eyebrows crossed even more because of what I spilled. I can see how Tzuyu unnie and Sana unnie's glances shifted to me in a flash.
"What do you mean by dying?" Tae oppa asked.
"I'm sick." I said. Jimin took out the documents and handed it over to dad. Dad, curious and bothered, opened the envelope and read the results of my tests.
"Spinocerebellar ataxia?" Dad asked.
I hummed a yes, "It's an incurable disease which hinders me from moving. I'll be unable to move slowly until I die."
"We have to get a second opinion." Tae oppa said. "Where's this hospital and hiw dare that doctor tell you that you're incurable?"
"Dr. Jung Yisup is the best neurologist here in Korea." Jimin was the one who answered. "He's sure of the results."
"No, we still have to get a second opinion." Tae oppa slammed his hands on the table and pointed me using his forefinger. "You'll have to take different tests tomorrow at the hospital. This can't be happening--"
"Oppa," I cut him. "What if we get the same results?" I asked.
"Then we'll find a way to cure you!"
"The doctor said that it's incurable." I replied. "You can't do anything now."
"Father?" We all looked at Tzuyu unnie who rushed towards dad. His eyes are closed and he seemed like he's not asleep. She placed his hand over his chest. "I feel no pulse."
"What the fuck?" Tae oppa went to dad and shove Tzuyu unnie away. He placed his hand against his chest to feel his heart's pound, but we already knew the answer when he unbelievably looked at dad's face.
"I-I'll call the ambulance!" Sana unnie fished her phone right away and called the hospital while Jimin said that he'll just ask for help from outside.
I just stood there and stared at dad. Is it my fault?
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