The Brothers Kim

Chapter 8- Call a Truce

Gyuri was in a daze while she swept the courtyard with a broom made from coconut palm fronds. It had been a couple of days since she had served the Kims their tea for the first time and she was already certain that it would also be her last.

After the disaster of a meal, Madam Zhou had given her a look that Gyuri was familiar with: it was the look of disappointment. Madam Zhou had not bestowed a punishment on her yet which made Gyuri nervous. Would she have to carry buckets of water again? Or will she give her harder tasks from now onwards? Gyuri chewed on her lip apprehensively. The notion of her pending punishment had led her to have sleepless nights, making her grouchy and paranoid.

Gyuri started sweeping the courtyard more energetically as she suddenly imagined Taehyung's smug face grinning up at her from the gravel below. Her mood soured at the thought of him triumphantly laughing behind her back.

"That stupid git" she muttered through gritted teeth. "It's all his fault. I swear down I'm gonna-"

Gyuri abruptly stopped midway her sentence when she suddenly felt a sharp pain at the back of her head again. She whipped around hurriedly and searched her surroundings in every direction. When she looked above her, she saw that there were no birds.

Where could the pebble have come from this time?

"What has the world come to?" she asked herself. "First my rotten luck with that brat and now, it might even start raining stones. Great. Just great." Gyuri shook her head dismissively and decided to ignore it. She was too preoccupied with her current problem to investigate further.

But as the saying goes, once is an accident, twice is a coincidence but three times is a pattern. And with that in mind, Gyuri soon realised that when a pebble hit her at the back of the head for the third time, it was not nature that was conspiring against her but some unknown fiend.

Gyuri set her mouth in a hard line as she feigned ignorance of the perpetrator's intention to annoy her. Theatrically, she looked around in an attempt to lure the culprit to try and hit her with a pebble again. From what she knew already, the crook was obviously stationed somewhere behind her for the stones to hit her at the back of the head successively.

Gyuri peered behind her and took note of all the possible hiding places the miscreant could be hiding in. Behind her was a bare flowering tree that had budding flowers on its branches. Nearby were also coniferous shrubs that were large enough to conceal an adult. She deducted that the arsehole must be behind one of the two possibilities.

While Gyuri pretended to sweep the courtyard, she noticed, from the corner of her eye, movement from one of the nearby brambles. Swiftly, she avoided a flying pebble directed at her and swerved to confront the rascal behind the thicket. She stomped up to the bushes and seeing that Gyuri was fast approaching, the culprit panicked, causing the foliage to shake as it tried to make its getaway.

"Get outta there and show yourself!" she exclaimed hotly. "I know you're in there so there's no use in hiding anymore."

Gyuri waited patiently for the perpetrator to reveal itself and soon enough he did.

"Hey, ugly Gyuri."

Gyuri's eyebrows snapped together as she glowered at Taehyung. "I should have known" she sneered. "Of course, it had to be you."

Taehyung grinned at her artfully. "You are as sharp-tongued as usual" he playfully remarked.

With little patience, Gyuri retorted, "What do you want, tosser?"

"Tosser?" Taehyung repeated. He was baffled by her choice of language.

Gyuri sniggered to herself as she realised that Taehyung was unfamiliar with contemporary British insults. Oh, this opens up so many future avenues! she thought inwardly.