My Girlfriend Is Very Good To Me [EN]: Chapter 119

Ep. 118

Sarang was born.

I was overjoyed and deeply moved, a mix of emotions washing over me. But as a new father, practical matters demanded my attention, preventing me from fully indulging in sentimentality.

First and foremost, Heena’s well-being was paramount. Thankfully, her condition hadn’t worsened, but caution was still necessary. I immediately arranged for her to check into a postpartum care center, where she received comprehensive care.

Perhaps it was the relief after childbirth, but Heena’s anxiety seemed to dissipate. She no longer clung to me, preventing me from leaving her side as she had before Sarang’s arrival.

Initially, I accompanied her to the care center, but soon I was able to leave her there and attend to administrative tasks.

Oh, and Sarang’s name.

“Can’t we just name her Sarang?”

“You’re too attached to it, aren’t you?”

“Yeah. It’s not weird, and it’s pretty to call her that.”

“I looked it up, and it said it’s okay to use the nickname as is… Should we ask our parents too?”

After consulting with family and friends, the decision to name her Sarang was unanimous. Everyone seemed to love it even more than we anticipated.

Han Sarang.

It might be a name that invites a little teasing, but I imagined those doing the teasing would be little boys vying for Sarang’s attention in the future. It wasn’t that unusual of a name, and our whole family adored it.

While running errands, I registered Sarang’s birth and applied for various benefits, including childcare allowance and childbirth support funds. We had already registered our marriage during Heena’s early pregnancy. I remember being incredibly nervous at the district office, but the application process took less than 30 minutes. I was surprised how easy it was to register a marriage.

With those tasks completed, I devoted my time to Heena’s side. Even though she no longer discouraged me from pursuing my own activities, I had no desire to leave her.

Besides, Sarang is unbelievably cute!

“Sarang! Look here, look here! It’s Daddy!”

“Oh, geez, don’t bother Sarang while she’s eating~”

“Sorry…”

Only I was permitted inside the postpartum care center besides Heena. The center prioritized the health of the babies and mothers, and limiting visitors reduced stress and the risk of infection. As Heena’s husband, I was allowed to stay with her.

I relished the exclusive privilege of witnessing the world’s cutest Sarang.

Of course, my siblings were clamoring for updates.

[Hee-sung hyung (older brother): Hey hey hey hey, send me some videos!!! Photos are fine too!!!! How much have I taken care of you guys all this time!]

[Yoon-jung noona (older sister): Yeon-hoo… Did I do something wrong? Please, I’m begging you for some photos of Sarang… ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ I’m gonna die like this…]

[Jung-hoo hyung (older brother): If you remember everything I’ve bought you so far, send me photos and videos.]

[Sun-hoo hyung (older brother): If you want a stroller, give me photos.]

My parents were equally eager.

[Mom: Son. Can you take a video of our granddaughter and send it to us? Grandma wants to see her too.]

[Mother-in-law: Heena isn’t looking at her phone~ Sarang’s dad, can I ask you for some photos and videos of Sarang? Heena’s dad keeps pestering me~]

They were relentless, threatening to show up in person if I didn’t provide immediate updates. I understood their eagerness.

That’s because…

“Chwup… chwup…”

The sight of Sarang in Heena’s arms, her eyes slowly rolling as she drank her formula, was so overwhelmingly adorable it could induce a heart attack.

I already worried about the future, when hordes of unsavory men would inevitably pursue her. Should I impose a 6 PM curfew until she goes to college?

Lost in these absurd thoughts, I filmed Sarang eating for about a minute and sent it to everyone.

I knew I’d be bombarded with requests for new content within hours. Even Soo-hwang and Yoon-sung were begging for just one photo.

“Good girl, our Sarang is eating her food so well~ Good job~”

“Should we put her to sleep after she finishes eating this time?”

“Even if we don’t, she’ll probably fall asleep soon, right?”

“If Sarang falls asleep, it’s break time, right? Do you want to sleep a little too? If Sarang wakes up, I’ll watch her or wake you up then.”

“Uh-uh, no. More than that.”

While feeding Sarang, Heena looked at me and smiled softly. Then she said,

“Hold me.”

“……”

That was quite a bold request. The rooms in this expensive postpartum care center were spacious and private.

She wasn’t suggesting *that*, was she? Not even Heena would! Sarang was going to be sleeping right next to us! Besides, her body probably wasn’t fully recovered yet.

“Just hug you?”

“Yeah. I need to recharge my energy with my husband’s hug! Keep hugging me until Sarang wakes up again.”

I breathed a sigh of relief.

That kind of thing, well… I could do that as much as she wanted.

Soon after, Sarang finished her meal and drifted off to sleep. Heena and I watched our daughter sleeping soundly in her small bed, smiling.

-Squeeze

I hugged Sarang’s mom, who was working so hard.

“That’s nice~ My arms hurt, you know? Sarang is so healthy that she’s a little heavy.”

“I’ll give you a massage later. The massager here is good.”

“Right? As expensive as it is… Ah, I feel so sorry to your mother.”

Heena buried her face in my chest, worried. She was concerned that my parents were paying for the expensive postpartum care center.

“Don’t worry. You saw me texting earlier, right? It’ll be fine if I just show them Sarang’s face once. They’re making a fuss about when she’s coming out.”

“Pfft… Come to think of it, where did I put my phone?”

“It’s okay. Don’t look at it. I’ll answer all the calls if there are any. You just focus on recovering and Sarang.”

“Okay… Thank you.”

-Kiss

Heena kissed my neck and looked up at me, expressing her gratitude.

“I’m a little sweaty… Will you wash me?”

“…What if Sarang wakes up?”

“You’re just washing me, right~ Huh?”

As she rubbed her body against me and acted cute, I couldn’t resist. In the end, we headed to the bathroom together, hurriedly did this and that, and emerged in less than 30 minutes. We were both a little tired.

Thanks to giving each other a little service.

—

After the two weeks at the postpartum care center ended and we returned home, both sets of parents gathered almost daily to care for Sarang. The sighs they had let out when I first announced the pregnancy were long forgotten.

My mother-in-law and my mother took care of Sarang in shifts, leaving Heena and me with little to do. I didn’t know whether to feel comfortable or resentful that Sarang was being monopolized.

Of course, I was grateful, especially since I was preparing for school. Heena seemed determined to take care of me, pointing out everything I needed.

“It’s good to get close to the professors. It might be annoying at times, but it will be helpful in the long run.”

“I’m confident in getting close to anyone.”

“Even if a female classmate who is a year younger than you approaches you, don’t be too nice to her just because she’s cute. Your profile picture is our family photo, right?”

“Yeah, I set it as a photo of the three of us.”

“If someone asks who’s in my photo, answer honestly. Say, ‘This is my wife and daughter.'”

“I got it. Why would I hide that?”

“And blind dates and group dates, you know?”

-Squeeze

“Ouch!! I know! I’m definitely not going! My hand, my hand hurts, Heena!”

“Good. Next… Since you’re a senior, if there’s a woman who tells you to listen to her and asks you to have a drink together, never go with her. And also—”

Most of her advice revolved around avoiding other women.

I doubted anyone would be interested in a 21-year-old married man with a child. They might be curious, but romantic interest seemed unlikely. Besides, many students already knew I was married.

I hadn’t attended orientation, so they hadn’t seen me in person, but I was active in the department’s group chat. I also participated in a men-only chat room, where I frequently texted.

In the men’s chat, I often received questions like, ‘Who’s in your profile picture? Are they your older sister and niece?’ Heena’s beauty was undeniable, and if I had said she was my girlfriend, it might have sparked envy and jealousy.

As Heena had predicted, when I introduced them as my wife and daughter, they started treating me with extra kindness, as if to say, ‘Hang in there.’

They clearly didn’t know how cute Sarang was.

“It’s a relief that there aren’t many girls in the department… But you still can’t let your guard down. Especially don’t smile kindly!”

“That’s my trademark though…”

“What if someone falls for you!”

“No, that’s not going to happen, and even if it does, I’m not interested at all. What do I care about other women when I have you and Sarang? You know how I feel, right?”

“Still…”

“Hey, don’t you know how I feel? Here, lips!”

-Kiss

“Chwup… Ah, I know, but…”

I realized this could go on forever, so I hugged Heena and kissed her to calm her down. The adults in the living room were too engrossed in Sarang to notice us.

“Oh my, our princess~ Did you eat your food deliciously~? You’re sleepy because you’re full! Shall we go to bed?”

“Sarang really looks just like Heena and Yeon-hoo. Yeon-hoo’s mom, when is that stroller that Sun-hoo ordered coming? It’ll be okay to go outside in a month or two.”

“It’ll be here soon. More than that, wouldn’t it be hard to take care of her only here? She’ll be crying for food all the time… If it’s hard, we can take care of her at our place for a few days.”

“Sister! I’ve raised Hee-sung and Heena, but what’s so hard about it! Look at this sister trying to take Sarang away!”

They were too busy fighting over Sarang to notice our kissing. It was a relief that my parents had prevented my older siblings from visiting, as too many people could stress Sarang.

I continued to reassure Heena, who was worrying about the most unlikely scenario: other women falling for me.

“I’m going to try to just keep up with my grades like you and come back right away to take care of Sarang, so would I even have time for that? Don’t worry.”

“Okay… But don’t do that too much. It’s okay if you go to drinking parties or gatherings. Those things can be very helpful later. It’s okay as long as you contact me before you go.”

“Okay. I’ll tell you and go if I really have to.”

Then I kissed Heena’s lips and cheeks again and again. While I wasn’t interested in other women, I had high expectations for college life. Being a year behind made me even more eager.

I also felt pride as a student of Seoyeon University, and I honestly wanted to wear a department jacket and walk around.

From tomorrow, I’m finally a college student.

Even though I’m a married man with a child!