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It was a dark day, clouded with rain clouds. The atmosphere of the cemetery was tight. The coffins of two departured souls were being buried in the ground.

People surrounding the coffins stood there weeping. A man sat on the ground with legs crossed hugging both the coffins and crying out. "I'm sorry!"

His parents and his in laws stood there crying silently for their lose. His friends and their families mourned too.

"We have to bury them." The priest announces. "Nooooo!" He shrieked. "I can't live with out them." He cried as his hands ran over the lids of the coffins.

He turned to his family, "Eomma, tell them that they can't. They are just sleeping eomma. Chaerin is good at acting. It is just an act. Riu is just sleeping appa." He became crazy. The Min family stood there helplessly hearing him which he had been repeating since the he knew their deaths.

His mom couldn't take in the moment and ran away. He was crushed. His friends took hold of him as he cried on one of their shoulders, seeing the coffins slowly dropped in their burrows.

"May the souls rest in peace." The church priest says for the last time. "What did they do?" He cried on his friend Namjoon. He could only rub Yoongi's back to call him down.

"We are still investigating." Namjoon awares him. The crowd disperses but Yoongi didn't want to leave. However his dad comforted him a little and drove to their home.

They all get down the car and enter the house. Yoongi goes to his old room. He took deliberate steps to his room. His parents'  hearts ache seeing their son.

He had a happy family, and someone just wanted to destroy him in the worst possible way.

He took out his phone, the wallpaper appeared of the happy faces of his dear wife and daughter. Just then a call came which he picked, "H-Hello?" He stuttered. "How are you Min Yoongi? I hope you are fine." He felt the man on the other line smirk.

He wiped his tears, "Who are you?" His voice stern. "I am nobody. I just felt to give you a call for your lose." The voice spoke.

"I am asking you again who are you?" He shouted. "Well, your family's well-wisher. Hope you have a great day." The call hungs.

He got angry, dejected and threw his phone to wall. He didn't know who would kill his family.

A knock disturbed him, "Is everything fine in there?" He heard his brother. "It's fine." He tried to act calm. However his brother knew when he was in trouble. "Hey I got some files for you. The delivery guy said to hand it over to you." His brother gazed at the files.

"What?" He scrunched his nose and opened the door. "Where?" "Here." His brother hands it over. "I don't want anyone to disturb." He informed his brother before closing the door.

The files were the postmortem reports. He went through each and every details. At reaching the last page his heart dropped again, it said that Chaerin was two weeks pregnant.

He threw file and cried more. He was tired of this. People trying to kill his family and friends. All he was trying to do was to provide a safe environment.

Hours passed to Days,

Days passed to Weeks,

Weeks passed to months,

Months passed to a year.

The front of Yoongi's house opens, Taehyung scrunched his nose. "Hyung where are you?" He shouts from the corridor. No reply but the shuffling of some bottles were heard. Taehyung looks at his wife who seemed to be worry about Yoongi. "Stay here I will check." He says before he leaves his wife, moving to the living room.

"Hyung?" He slowly peeked through the door frame. He saw a figure lay lazily on the sofa with empty bottles of alcohol laid around it. It seemed that the house had met a havoc. He goes near to Yoongi. He was scared. Why?

Because after his lose, he would burst out on anyone for anything. He tapped on his shoulders. "Hyung?" He slowly called out. Yoongi slowly stirred up. "Hmm." He opened his one lid, "Taehyung-ah. What happened?" He asked as he sat up.

Yoongi looked like a mess. His messy hair, unwashed clothes which only God knows how many days has he been wearing the same clothes. It also seemed that he didn't bath too. "Hyung? What do you do here?" He crossed his arms as Yoongi lazily sat on the sofa with finishing his drink that he left yesterday night when he dozed off.

"Every month Anny and I come here to clean. Instead of keeping it tidy you ruin it." Taehyung began his lecture. "Now where am I supposed to be seated? All the sofa are filled with your Mr. Bottles, clothes or food."

Anny walked in and began to clean. "I don't know where you sit and I would care less of it." Yoongi dead pans. Taehyung sighs.

He sees his pregnant wife clean the room and he accompanies her. Since their deaths and after the call from the stranger, Yoongi traced the call and went behind that man. But it only resulted in dead end. He couldn't find anything about the caller.

He gave up and became a sot. He never went to his department, took leaves and eventually his was suspended. His co-workers Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung are the ones who visit him every month to check on him. So were his parents.

"Why do you clean this sloth's house?" Yoongi stretched. "Well, because we care for you. Do you even know what day today is?" Taehyung asked as he throws the bottles in the trash bag.

"Tuesday?" He twitched. Taehyung sighed. "It's their 1st death anniversary. Don't you think you should pay visits to them once a while?" Taehyung asks.

"I don't know. I don't have the courage to walk there and pray for them. They didn't deserve this life. I wasn't a good husband or a father." Tears dwell his eyes. "Hyung?" He approaches Yoongi and hugs. He cries on Taehyung's shirt.

Anny silently did the cleaning not disturbing the moment. She knew what Chaerin would say if she sees him in this condition. She still remembers that one day, when Chaerin was pregnant with Riu and the doctor said that any one would survive. Chaerin made Anny promise that she and Taheyung should be there for her daughter and husband if anything would happen to her.

Rewounding those words every month she would compel Taehyung to visit Yoongi, even when Taehyung had a hectic schedule in his work. "Anny?" She heard Yoongi's voice. "Yes?" She looks up.

"Leave it. I will clean the house with Taehyung." He says. "No, you should probably clean and dress yourself while we do this." She says. "No nee-" he was cut off, "It's better that men hear pregnant ladies." She folded her arms.

After 3 hours of cleaning the house had a welcoming nature now than before 3 hours ago. "Let's go now." Anny says and the men follow her.

At the cemetery, Anny and Taehyung prayed silently and walked back to the car leaving Yoongi to have some time with them.

"I'm sorry. I know that I hadn't visit both of you like I did at first and that both of you are angry." Tears trickled down his eyes. He wipes them. "I just can't visit both of you because of the guilt which keeps on eating me. I'm love both of you." He cried.

He fell on his knees, "Please forgive me. Please. Come back to me in anyway. I want both of you back." He lamented. "Just come back." He tucked his face in his hands, crying.

Just then he felt a grip on his shoulder. A spark lit his heart expecting it to be his sweet wife and daughter. He turned but for his misfortune it was Taehyung.

"You didn't do anything wrong. We will find that guy." Taehyung smiled. "No need. He is long gone now." He pushed away Taehyung's hand. "I am still investigating." Taehyung said. "I said no need!" Yoongi yelled.

Taehyung felt Anny hug him. "Let him be. Don't force on him." She whispered only her husband to hear. He nodded.

She went to Yoongi and held his hand, "Oppa let's go." She smiled and pulled him. Not wanting to cause any troubles for the pregnant lady, Yoongi followed her.