"Mom, let me in. She's cold. Now it's raining heavily."
"Stay there," she said hoarsely, even looking away and not seeing Eui, who was sitting limp, hugging his body on the floor. "Your father will be angry later. I don't want him to hurt you or push you to fall out. " Madam Shin clenched her hands, holding back a desire cry as she desperately wanted to hug Eui, who (however) was pregnant with her grandson, her flesh and blood, regardless of who the baby's real father was."
" Yes," Eui answered quietly, almost in a whisper. There was a smile on his lips because he knew that to his mother he was still someone precious.
"Wait until the rain subsides and then go home. "Eomma will bring warm clothes; maybe your father won't be angry if you just give it to him," Mrs. Shin cried, her shoulders shaking violently, and she looked for a handle to rest on so she wouldn't turn around and hug her shabby daughter there.
