Mr. Glowing

Mirea looked around. The room where he lay seemed foreign to him. He frowned at the messy and shabby room.  Mirea's body felt sore, she slowly tried to move.  As he stretched, he saw a woman sitting on a wooden bench nodding off.  When the woman realized that the person she was waiting for had woken up.  He also said, "Are you awake?" She asked coldly.  "If you have, wake up! Find a lot of money. You have three children you have to feed. Me? You don't have to think about it," said the woman again which made Mirea confused.  "Child?" he asked.  "Who is my son? Who are you? Where am I?"  "Huh..."  The woman snorted.  "Stop fooling around. This isn't in front of the camera and you're not an actor, so you don't have to act."  The woman left leaving Mirea alone in confusion.  Mirea felt uncomfortable in the room.  His face felt heavy as if it had been piled up with hundreds of layers of dust.  He held his face and was disgusted that his well-groomed face was now greasy and rough.  "Why my face? How long have I not washed my face?"  Mirea tried to get up. He was surprised by the clothes he was wearing. However, that wasn't Mirea's only problem.  He immediately walked to the closet that had a mirror on the door. And after Mirea saw her reflection in the mirror, she screamed and fainted again. *** The woman named Wine came back and lifted her husband's body with difficulty.  "What was my sin in my previous life, that I have a husband like you," she said annoyed.  Her husband, Patrick loved her so much that until that fateful day arrived, the feeling in his heart was still the same. The man who once promised Wine heaven on earth, now only works as a casual daily laborer and earns irregularly.  He had to walk from project to project to get a job. Until that day he had not found a permanent job.  While working on a shopping mall construction project, Patrick, who was painting, had an accident. The safety rope that had kept him hanging in the air suddenly broke and he fell.  Unfortunately, the back of Patrick's head hit the ground first and knocked him unconscious.  He was taken by the foreman to the nearest clinic. When he was declared in a coma, his wife decided to take him home because he did not have the money for such long-term treatment.  The company also only gave double his salary as health insurance because he was not a permanent employee. *** Mirae is still unconscious in the intensive care unit. After receiving a severe shock from a beautician who would laser his face, his body was convulsed, and was declared in a coma.  "Mea … wake up! I'm waiting for you here, honey." The sobs of his parents were heart-wrenching for everyone who heard.  Nancy, Mirea's mother wept bitterly in her husband's old arms. The image of her daughter wearing a wedding dress in a week was now gone.  "Brian, forgive Mirea if she can't fulfill your wish to walk towards you at the altar later."  The young man named Brian lifted his bowed head after hearing his future father-in-law's apology. His eyes were bloodshot from not stopping crying after hearing the bad news about his future wife.  "It's okay, Mother. Now we just focus on praying for Mea's recovery. I won't force if later Mea has to… ah, never mind. I'll excuse myself for a moment to the toilet, Mom."  The man left the waiting room and headed for the toilet.  When he got there, he washed his face with water to feel a little more refreshed.  "f**k! How can I cry like a loser like this? Playing is not easy. But, it's already happened, I just need to move on."  Brian sighed and went back to the poor couple who would become his father-in-law.  "Ma'am, I think we should cancel all the wedding vendors first and inform all the guests that the wedding has been postponed. Even if Mea wakes up soon, she will have to make a recovery first.  I don't want her to get married under those circumstances.  I want my future wife to be completely ready without being forced to live a future life."  Hearing Brian's story, Nancy and Gilbert were moved.  It was not wrong that they chose Brian as their son-in-law.  The young man was a good boy even though he was not born into a family with the same wealth as them.  "Yeah, Brian. Go. You should rest too. This incident has hit us all hard. Especially you."  Brian left the special handling room.  He walked with very light steps because the misfortune that befell his lover was freedom for him. "Zara where are you?"  Brian asked when he called the doctor who owns the beauty clinic who caused the accident to happen to Mirea.  "I'm in the parking lot. Hurry up, honey. I'm tired after the investigation," he said.  Brian recalled his memories with Mirea.  His lover who was very spoiled and angry was finally hit by the stone. The haughty and egotistical girl who made him very restrained because of Mirea's excessive jealousy now he didn't need to bother anymore.  Pampered since childhood because he is the only child, makes Mirea grow up to be arrogant and as if he could own the whole world.  However, now he can't do anything, moreover his soul is trapped in the body of a man who has a life that is opposite to his.  "What did the police ask?" Brian asked when he got to the car.  "Ah, never mind. I don't want to talk about that right now. To be sure, our plan worked and I won't be going to jail for this."  "Okay. Let's have some fun in my apartment. Or should we go refreshing to the hotel tonight?"  Brian teased.  Zara laughs out loud as her waist is poked spoiled by that man.  "Don't go to the hotel. It's very obvious. It can be terrible to be seen by people who know us. Come on, just in your apartment. I want to fly until morning like yesterday."  "Ahh, fine if that's what you want, princess." *** "Hurry up, Pat. I hate you like this!"  Wine snapped by slapping her husband's cheek.  Mirea blinked and she was startled again.  He returned many times to see his own body.  He touched his chest and screamed hysterically.  "Where's my Victoria bra?"  Plaque!  Wine slapped her husband with tears she could no longer hold back.  "Victoria bra what do you mean? Your brain's gone wrong just from falling from a height, huh?"  "What do you mean? I've never climbed or anything. How did I fall from a height?"  countered Mirea whose soul was now inside Patrick's body.  "Why am I in this shabby place? Why am I wearing this shabby shirt? Why is my chest flat? Why?"  Mirea felt something on her neck.  "Why me? Huh? I… have an Adam's apple?"  Wine let out a rough breath.  He left and came back with a broom.  Her chest rumbled and was very annoyed at her husband.  "You still haven't woken up, Pat?"  Wine hit the broom many times.  "Can you stop talking nonsense?"  Mirea did not accept being treated like that.  In his house there is a girl who is treated like a princess.  Not like the way Wine treated him.  Wine is still venting her emotions to Patrick who she doesn't know that his soul is not the soul of a man, but a woman named Mirea.  "Whose pat? I'm Mirea! My name is Mirea, damn it!