Chapter 13 — Medals Are Not For You

"When Thua Da was most difficult, I was by his side. Everyone remembers my kindness. But this kindness cannot be used to oppress him for the rest of his life. He has done nothing wrong to me, it's just a slight negligence in his work. I'm now cleaning up equipment, taking back patients, and even looking for a house outside, how much do I want to push him?" “Who told you I was looking for a house?” The mother-in-law's eyes suddenly flashed. “The realtor called the house and asked me what time to see the house tomorrow.” When I registered a few days ago, I conveniently left two phone numbers. “It's just close to the office, convenient for lunch breaks.” “This house is so big, isn't there enough room for my child to live?” “40 minutes away from the office.” “Thua Da has to drive 40 minutes every day to practice, so why didn't he say he wanted to move to the base?” The story returns to the starting point. His time needs to be protected, but mine can be compromised. I sealed the last box of documents. “I rented the apartment myself, I lived in it myself.” My mother-in-law stared at me for a long time. “Now that you have an opinion, I can't advise you.” She picked up her bag, walked to the door, then stopped. "When Thua Da was most difficult, you were by my side. Now that it has regained the championship, there will be more and more people around. If you just leave because of a little resentment, sooner or later someone will take your position." The door slammed shut. I stood in the living room, looking at Luc Thua Da's competition photos over the years on the wall. Right in the middle there is a space left. That is the position he plans for his first gold medal after returning. At eleven o'clock at night, Luc Thua Da returned home. His first look was that the storage room was half empty. “Where is the device?” “Moved to the office.” “Why didn't you tell me today?” “I told you last night.” “I thought you were just going to see the premises.” He went into the storage room and walked around, when he came out holding that red velvet box. “Why hasn't this been put away?” “It's yours.” Luc Thua Da opened the box, saw the ring, and his expression was momentarily bewildered. Very quickly, he remembered. “I thought it was gone.” “Not lost yet.” He held the ring and walked in front of me. “Wait until the Asian Championship is over, let's hold the wedding.” “Let's figure it out later.” His hand stopped in mid-air. “I always wanted to organize before.” "Before." These two words again. Luc Thua Da put the box on the table, turned around and took off his jacket to practice. “Mom is coming today?” "Yes." “Mom said I want to move out.” “On working days, I might stay in the apartment.” “I don't agree.” He objected very quickly. "We are husband and wife, what kind of system will we live separately?" "I start getting examined at 7 o'clock in the morning, and you have to go to practice at 6 o'clock. Being here will be inconvenient for both of us." “You can open a clinic near the base, I will ask the club to cede an area to you.” “I don't accept work from the club.” "Why?" “To avoid jealousy.” Luc Thua Da suddenly became speechless. I took out his nighttime nutritional supplements from the cupboard and placed them on the dining table. After completing this movement, I realized that I still remember this time. I also saw it. His expression softened a bit. "You see, I just can't let it go." “After using up all of this reserve, tell the nutritionist to prepare it.” “Kieu Tranh, stop saying harsh words.” He pulled my wrist back. "I'll finish practicing early today. Tomorrow, come with me to see the office. If you're missing any equipment, let's buy it together." “The deposit has been paid.” "How much?" “I can pay myself.” “Do you have to make it clear to me?” His thumb stroked my wrist bone. I looked at him.