The Invalid: Chapter Eight - The Dinner
Taemin hesitantly sat down on the empty chair beside Minho at the long table. Mr. Choi sat at the head of the table with Mrs Choi sitting on one side, Minho and Taemin on the other. The family of three ate in complete silence causing even the outsider to feel uneasy. Taemin looked up occasionally at the other three, only to find them concentrating merely on their food. It was unusual how they do not share about their day, complain and show their dislike towards the day's happenings. They were unlike the happy chatty family that Taemin belongs to. Laughter would always be ringing from the dining table when they had their meals together as one family. It did not seem so for Minho's family, they just finished their food in silence, leaving the table with an 'excuse me' after they are done.
Taemin stayed as quiet, hoping not to cause any disturbances to the family anymore. When Minho's parents were gone, Taemin went back to Minho's room to retrieve his belongings.
"I have to go now... I will read finish the rest next time." Taemin said apologetically. Minho did not inform the younger that he had already finished the report as he smiled and waved the younger goodbye.
Minho's mother grabbed the metal spoon Taemin had used and went to the machine. She placed the spoon into the machine and green light can be seen scanning the specimen upwards and downwards. "Lee Taemin. Invalid." a robotic voice spoke. The expression on her remained calm as she said softly to herself:"I knew it." Mrs Choi carefully put the spoon back into the washing area as she made her way to her son's room.
Minho lay on the bed; images of Taemin at work remained and flashed through his head. It was a sight he never saw, the determination and the perseverance that boy had been indeed admirable. He never did had to work hard for anything as it all just came to him, many times he did not even have to put in any effort. The entrance of his mother broke his string of thoughts as he immediately stood up and greeted his mother.
"I want you to stop seeing that boy. He is not good for you." the lady simply said. Minho merely nodded silently. He only lifted up his head as his mother left the room. He was in no position to argue, not since birth.
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Minho felt his cheek burning red. The red palm print can clearly be seen on the cheek.
"You are forever indebted to your parent for sacrificing so much to give you a perfect genetic make up. You have no right to complain and can only comply. How dare you rebuke me!" his mother scolded.
Minho had merely asked for an ice cream instead of a salad for a snack against his mother's wishes and the painful smack across his face was his clear reply. His mother wanted him to follow every order and request made by his parents, and she really meant it.
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The memory etched deeply into Minho, he never once forgot the first time he tried to go against his mother. He would either have to break off communications with Taemin... Or he could prevent his mother from ever finding out. Minho smiled lightly. He doesn't think he has the willpower to break off completely from that boy.
Taemin stayed as quiet, hoping not to cause any disturbances to the family anymore. When Minho's parents were gone, Taemin went back to Minho's room to retrieve his belongings.
"I have to go now... I will read finish the rest next time." Taemin said apologetically. Minho did not inform the younger that he had already finished the report as he smiled and waved the younger goodbye.
Minho's mother grabbed the metal spoon Taemin had used and went to the machine. She placed the spoon into the machine and green light can be seen scanning the specimen upwards and downwards. "Lee Taemin. Invalid." a robotic voice spoke. The expression on her remained calm as she said softly to herself:"I knew it." Mrs Choi carefully put the spoon back into the washing area as she made her way to her son's room.
Minho lay on the bed; images of Taemin at work remained and flashed through his head. It was a sight he never saw, the determination and the perseverance that boy had been indeed admirable. He never did had to work hard for anything as it all just came to him, many times he did not even have to put in any effort. The entrance of his mother broke his string of thoughts as he immediately stood up and greeted his mother.
"I want you to stop seeing that boy. He is not good for you." the lady simply said. Minho merely nodded silently. He only lifted up his head as his mother left the room. He was in no position to argue, not since birth.
~~~
Minho felt his cheek burning red. The red palm print can clearly be seen on the cheek.
"You are forever indebted to your parent for sacrificing so much to give you a perfect genetic make up. You have no right to complain and can only comply. How dare you rebuke me!" his mother scolded.
Minho had merely asked for an ice cream instead of a salad for a snack against his mother's wishes and the painful smack across his face was his clear reply. His mother wanted him to follow every order and request made by his parents, and she really meant it.
~~~
The memory etched deeply into Minho, he never once forgot the first time he tried to go against his mother. He would either have to break off communications with Taemin... Or he could prevent his mother from ever finding out. Minho smiled lightly. He doesn't think he has the willpower to break off completely from that boy.