Chapter 57 - - Epilogue Bonus Track, Part 2 (1/2)

Although the person who started this had already left, I couldn't get the horrifying thought out of my head.

What will I do if my son is short like me… If my son is short…

I sat on the bed worrying, shaking my legs nervously. I was so worried that I bit the nail of my thumb, a habit I had broken since I got married.

JiHan had holding a towel and sat next to me, holding my hand. &“Stop worrying.&“

&“What?&“

&“We'll have to wait and see how tall he gets as he gets older,&“ he said. &“What's the point of worrying about it now? Even if he does end up a little short, there isn't any harm in it.&“

&“But, I want him to be tall,&“ I said. &“Being short was my complex. I don't want my son to feel the way I did.&“

JiHan threw the towel over his shoulder and reached for my waist. When his hands grabbed the ends of my T-shirt, I already knew what he was going to do. It was a service I received daily. Reflexively, I raised my arms as he took the T-shirt off me.

&“It's better to just get rid of your complex,&“ JiHan said.

As I laid my head down over his lap, I replied, &“You can say that because you don't know the sorrow of a person with short legs.&“

JiHan placed the towel from his shoulder onto my bare chest. As the warm towel touched my skin, I could feel my body relaxing. Soon, the massage would start. I smiled in expectation. His hands stroked my cheeks.

&“I don't know how that feels,&“ JiHan said looking into my eyes. &“But, I do know that the most lovable legs in the world to me are my AhJung's legs.&“

Feeling my self-esteem rise, I tried to change my perspective.

&“I'm this cute because I'm this short, right?&“ I asked with a shrug.

JiHan smiled, pleased with my new outlook.

Although I did get a boost from JiHan's compliment, I wanted to hear. I pointed to my stomach. &“But, this flab on my belly is unsightly, isn't it? I wish I could hurry up and lose it. What will I do if I can't get rid of it?&“

My stomach had not retracted fully from being stretched out from the pregnancy. In Lee JiHan's eyes, it would still look pretty. My eyes sparkled as I waited confidently.

Tell me it is! This stomach is pretty! Tell me that I don't ever have to lose it!

JiHan answered, &“There's no way that will not go away.&“

&“What did you say?&“ I asked.

&“It will have to go away,&“ he said.

I became numb at the unexpected statement.

&“We'll start exercising again soon,&“ JiHan said &“I will help you get back in shape. We can get rid of that soon. I'll help you, so don't worry.&“

As if getting rid of my flab was a new motive for him, JiHan placed his hands on my chest in determination. He started to massage my chest. He had learned the massage from an expert who claimed that it was good for mothers who were breastfeeding. Due to his lessons, his touch was soft and sensitive. He loosened the stiffened muscles with just the right amount of strength. However, my heart was stiffening rock solid.

I thought he would tell me this stomach was beautiful and say that I never had to get rid of it! Why do I have to lose it? Why? Does he not like looking at it now? I have to get rid of it?

I exploded in anger. &“I thought you said I didn't have to lose weight? Do you want me to lose weight? Why?

&“Aren't you the one who said you wanted to lose weight?&“ JiHan asked with confusion.

&“Of course I want to lose it, but do you think I should lose it fast? You want me to?&“ I asked. &“I thought you would think I wouldn't have to…&“

As high as my expectations were, my disappointment was just as devastating. Tears started falling.

What? This isn't worth crying over? I'm not that disappointed am I?

Even though I knew in my head that this didn't make sense, I couldn't help the overwhelming feeling of sadness washing over me.

&“Ohh, why am I getting all teary eyed?&“ I frowned thinking how ridiculous this was.

JiHan calmly answered, &“It's because you're hormones are out of balance after giving birth.&“

&“Hormones?&“

&“Usually after giving birth, you'll feel sad over little things and depressed,&“ JiHan explained with understanding eyes. &“That's normal. Your changing hormones are making you feel that way. They don't call it postpartum depression for no reason.&“

True. There were times after giving birth where I felt depressed. In those times, I felt like all the energy was sucked out of me. I wanted to just sit staring at the floor. Fortunately, when it did happen, JiHan was always next to me. So, the feeling didn't last very long.

That was probably why I had forgotten that I should be careful of postpartum depression. I forgot I could easily be affected by those changing hormones.

&“Even if it is due to the hormones, I feel like I was acting so weird just then,&“ I said, wiping my tears.

&“Even if you are weird, you are still cute, so it's OK,&“ he said.

&“This is cute? This?&“ I asked in disbelief.

JiHan nodded and placed his hand over my stomach. &“This is cute too.&“

&“Really?&“

&“Really.&“

&“Then is it OK if I never get rid of it?&“ I asked.

&“I'm fine if you grow it, so do whatever you please.&“ JiHan looked at me and smiled softly.

Yes! This is what I'm talking about! I wanted to hear this!

I grinned widely as the endorphins danced through my system. Not only did he say I didn't have to lose the weight, he said I could gain it. His answer surpassed my expectations. When I expected one thing, he gave me 10. Immensely happy, I raised my arms and wrapped them around him.

Realizing what I was doing, he leaned in closer and kissed me on the forehead. His lips tickled me like soft flower petals. My mind melted into nothingness so that I almost forgot.

Oh, I was going to do this.

I regained my composure and lifted my head slightly to place a kiss on his forehead. I laid back down on his lap and looked up at his face.

Does he feel the way I do? Did my kiss feel just as extraordinary as his?

To answer my curiosity, JiHan showed me his answer. His face broke out in a huge smile. That was answer enough.

&“Ah… I really want to be all over you,&“ I mumbled, lost in my happiness.

JiHan scornfully replied, &“No. You're not in a state to do that yet.&“

&“Oh, I know,&“ I said. &“We have to resist having relations for three months. You didn't really think I would do it, did you? I'm just saying that I feel that way.&“

I pouted feeling the barriers of our reality.

&“There is exactly 59 days, 14 hours, and 30 minutes left,&“ he said.

&“What?&“