Jina's P.O.V

I remember my teacher in 8th grade said once, "We should always expect the unexpected."

Today, I understood the real meaning behind that sentence. How every twisted scences are unfolding in the blink of an eye, and it's not even 24 hours since I got married.

Now I don't know what to expect, and what to not expect.

Yesterday was so bright, so colourful and the whole church filled with happiness. But today it's completely opposite. The happiness is now replaced with grief, sorrow and miseries. All the colourful and beautiful clothes, but no happy faces.

My wedding dress is slightly heavy, and I  badly want to remove it. My makeup and hair is messed up, and I don't have any time or energy to fix it.

At least I don't have to worry about my baby son, who was taken to my parents house, since he was tired and sleepy. Jungkook's father hired a caretaker lady for Jungsu, to take care of him, and my parents and I couldn' be more thankful to him.

Everywhere I see people with crying faces, blank faces, and faces with full of pity. Most of the guests left the church.

Surprisingly, the period cramps didn't hurt, or probably I didn't feel it? Probably, my mind was engrossed of too much things going around me.

Yesterday, Jungkook's behaviour caught me off guard, and also made me cry too. But, I can't judge him or blame him for his actions. I remember I was so upset and angry when my grandparents died, and I throwing tantrums at my family for weeks. So his action was justified.

I didn't mean to order him around, because I didn't know he used to smoke in the first place. He probably just needed to take out his frustration of his family's loss by smoking, and I interrupted him.

It was my fault after all.

After the last encounter, I haven't seen Jungkook after that, which makes me more worried about him. He was out of everyone's sight since yesterday evening.

Junkook's mother, now currently my mother-in-law was sobbing silently at the front bench. With a heavy heart, I sit beside her. She then looks at me, her eyes bloodshot red from crying, that even left marks on her pale cheeks fully. My heart clenched at the sight, she didnt look like the same happy-friendly person I met a week ago.

Without any warning, mother-in-law hugs me. The sudden action made me frozen at my place, but eventually I return the hug. "I am s-sorry." She says in between her sons. "I know it's should be happiest moment, but i-"

I immediately interrupt by breaking the hug, and shake my head. "No Eommonim, I'm okay. We can't control the situation. I'm not upset or annoyed about anything. Don't worry."

Mother-in-law flashes me a soft smile, and sniffs her nose with the tissue in her hand. Bitting my lip, I gather my courage to ask. "Where's Jungkook? He is been missing since yesterday. And, it's almost evening now."

"I also have no idea. His friends went for searching, but still no information." Mother-in-law sighs, "He was usually so shy, bubbly and outgoing, then he suddenly changed into a new person. It's like I also don't know my son."

My eyes furrows at the sudden information. "Really?" I question, confused.

"Yeah. I do understand my son's tantrum. It all started whe-"

Our converstion interrupts, when suddenly a tall person appears in front. It's none other than Jungkook's father
"It's time." He says in monotonous tone. His eyes were slightly red, and face looks emotionless. He looks at me for brief second, and walks away with Jungkook's mother following behind.

Everybody left the church. My parents also left to checkup on JungSu, and no idea when they will return.

Now I'm currently left alone, in my own wedding dress.

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Another day passes, but yet there is no sign of Jungkook. I had spent the night in my husband's parents house.

I slept in my husband's room, on my husband's bed, but with no husband.

Even though I was exhausted, to the point I feel like I have zero stamina in my body, I still couldn't sleep peacefully. "Where we are going, Eomma?" JungSu's soft voice pulls me out of my depressed thoughts. I look at the small, petite figgure sitting on my lap, staring at me with big doe eyes with curiosness. I don't know how to answer the innocent little boy, where the driver is heading.

"Oh! Little one." Mother-in-law says to JungSu, with a soft smile, pinching his cheeks. "You are so cute." JungSu stares at her blankly, then he looks at me.

JungSu's eyes were suddenly glossy because of tears, threatening to fall. "Eomma...," his voice breaks. I quickly cup his cheeks, worriness taking all over me. "Son, what happened? Why are you crying?"

JungSu first looks at my mother-in-law, and shakes his little head, embarrassed, and refuses to talk. His shyness is taking all over. I stroke his hair, and make him look at me. "Don't be afraid. Tell me. There's no pressure. You can tell me anything. I'm your Eomma, aren't I?"

"Eomma...," JungSu sniffs, quickly wiping away his tears. "I saw a bad dream. I saw a very ugly monster doing bad things to you. I heard you crying and screaming." His gaze is fixated on his fingers the whole time he speaks. His lips are trembling, and tears were streaming down nonstop.

"Oh JungSu." I pull the petite figure towards me, letting his body press against mine. He nuzzles his nose against the crook of my neck, letting those tears fall on my dress. I embraced his small frame, as if my life dependent on it. "Shh. Don't cry. Eomma is here. Nothing will happen."

"I-I-I couldn't sleep yesterday. I was s-scared. I was with granny, but still I couldn't sleep. I was scared that, if I will sleep, that ugly monster will attack you again."

My heart clenches hearing those words leaving from JungSu's lips. I hug him tighter, and caress his back. "Shh. Dont cry. Eomma is here. Nothing will happen."
A soft snore could be heard, and it was crystal clear that JungSu. My heart finally found it's peace.

"You know.." My head automatically tilted towards Mother-in-law's voice. I forgot about her for a moment. "Even though he is not your real son, you still treat as if he is years. This made me really happy. You have such a big heart, Jina."

As much as my heart is yearning to tell her the truth, I couldn't. I just return her a smile.

"You know, Jungkook's grandma is very fond of children. Her final wish was to see a great grandchildren, but....," Mother-in-law sighs, and didn't notice my eyes went wide for a second. I quickly put one of my hand on her shoulder. "Eommonim..We can't fight against fate. Dont be upset, please."

Mother-in-law nods, "You know..I also can't wait for to see my own grandchildren." I stopped breathing for a second, and I remove the hand that was placed on her shoulder. She noticed it, but smiles. "Oh don't worry, Jina. I'm not pressuring you, and I don't want to be that type of mother-in-law. Besides I became fond of JungSu, I think I can wait." I just nod nervously, while she strikes sleepy JungSu's hair. "So adorable," she says.

"We have arrived." Jungkook's father, who was sitting beside the driver, announces to us, as soon as the driver stops the car engine. Mother-in-law opens the door, and gets down while I was battling with my conscience to leave the sleepy JungSu here alone in the car or not.

My door was opened by Mother-in-law. "Don't worry about JungSu. The driver will look after him." I was hesitated to leave my son alone with some unknown stranger. "Don't worry, Jina. Our driver is a trusted person. He will keep an eye on him. Believe me, he knows how to deal with kids."

Without any complain and giving my full trust to my mother-in-law, I place JungSu carefully and get down  from the car. I can see Father-in-law getting down too.

Fixing the black dress that my mother-in-law lended me yesterday, I started glancing around me. We have arrived a graveyard near an abandoned, old church which is far away from the hometown. Mother-in-law already told me that Jungkook's grandmothers grant wish is to be buried here, near her husband's grave. And the old church is where the old couple got married, when they were young.

Looking around I see many people, who I assume to be Jungkook's family, and also Jungkook's friends are present here too. Everyone who are related to Jungkook, one way or another are present, except for Jungkook himself.

I just watched how the coffin has lowered under the six feet ground, how some people shedding tears in grief, and my mother-in-law breaking down leaning in my shoulder.

I, on the other hand, didn't feel any openings remorse towards the situation. My mind is too occupied about Jungkook's whereabouts. Where is he? How's he doing? What he is being eating for the past two days?

Suddenly, the rain started pouring mirroring everyone's emotion. The rapid droplets of clear, crystalline liquid, carelessly falling from the sky, as they bestowed upon the freshly trimmed grass.

Everyone started rushing, running towards their car with their children. Slowly and slowly, as the rain is getting heavier, more the everyone started leaving the scenario.

Mother-in-law's soft voice pulls me out of my daze. "Let's go, Jina. Hurry! You'll catch a cold." I nod, and was about to turn around until a figure near a huge tree came into my view. I couldn't make out the figure, because the rainfall made vision slightly blurry. The rain started pouring even more heavily, and I had to rub my eyes and walk closer, to get a better view.

The more I walk towards the figure, the more it's gets clearer, and the more my heart was leaping with joy. Without any care, I run with a huge grin on my face. With every step, the water splashes ruining my shoes and dress but I didn't care about anything that moment.

"Jungkook!" I scream in joy, and run towards Jungkook, until I stop few away inches from him. His whole appearance is messy, and he has beer bottle in one of his hand. "Where were you, Jungkook? Everyone was so worried—I was so worried about you. What have you been eati—"

"Shut the fuck up!" Jungkook shouts, harshly cutting me off, making me flinch at his voice. "I don't want to hear your fucking annoying voice."

With that, Jungkook threw the bottle in my direction. My body felt paralyzed, and I clench my eyes shut and cover my face, waiting for the bottle to hit me.

The sound of bottle crashing cleaved through my ears, and I quickly my eyes open and felt relieved, that the bottle didn't touch my face or any part of my body. But, there are shattered pieces of broken glasses beside my feet.

I try to reassure myself that, Jungkook is behaving this way, only because of his loss of his grandma. But

The rainfall got more aggressive, I feel my blood running cold, as I look up to see a cold and hardened expression of Jungkook's. His eyes looks lifesless, full of hatred and bloodshot red.

Walking past by me, Jungkook shoulders harshly brushes mine, but he continues to walk towards the car without turning back. I saw how his parents, came out of his car and sequel in happiness, seeing their after two. But, instead of reciprocating with them, he gave them actions, he gave them cold shoulders, and walk inside the car.

The whole time, my body and lips were trembling. My heart wrenches the way he is dealing with the loss of his grandma. I wish I could comfort him and be there to support him, but his violent actions causes me to chicken out.

"Make your husband happy, don't make him angry and be patient with him."

My mother's words echoes throughout my mind, and I nod to myself. Placing a hand on my chest. "Ok Jina, you got this. You can do this." I say to myself. Exhaling a heavy breath, and with a heavy heart, I walk fast towards my car, promising myself to be more patient just like my mother advised me to be.

A/N:- I'm so sorry for the late update. And I'm so sorry in advance if you didn't like this chapter, and got uninterested in this story. I don't blame you.

I will try my best to make the next chapters as interesting as possible. But it's difficult, because my life is in a mess right now, and I feel too lost and unmotivated.

I promise I will try my best to make the story better.