Bong-Cha was reading from a book sitting in Ashma's room. Ashma groaned once and went back to sleep. She could hear what Bong-Cha was reading as she was reading aloud. She tried opening her eyes but she had no strength.
Then the door slid open. And she heard Young-Jae. What was he doing here? He hates her. She could understand why Bong-Cha was there but not him.
"Did she say anything?" asked Young-Jae.
"No, harabuhji nothing," replied Bong-Cha.
"Don't worry, she will be fine soon," assured Young-Jae.
"Really? He wants me to be fine. Well, he called me granddaughter. Oh great! I won," pondered Ashma. She wanted to smile but her muscles were frozen. She was catatonic.
"I hope so, I don't want to lose a sister just after I got her," said Bong-Cha.
Ashma felt bad for her. She knew how much Bong-Cha loved her. It must have been difficult for her to see her lying in the hospital bed. Ashma wanted to tell her that she was fine and will be fine soon but again her muscles failed her.
