@884fmglobalradio: Global People! @hearts2hearts kembali menyapa penggemar di Indonesia lewat acara ‘The 2nd Mini Album “Lemon Tang” Fansign & 1:1 Photo Event in Jakarta’ yang digelar pada Rabu (21/10) malam. Suasana semakin meriah saat Carmen ikut mengucapkan kata “Josjis” yang belakangan ini viral di kalangan warganet. Sontak, celetukan Carmen tersebut sukses mengundang gelak tawa dan membuat Hachu yang hadir ikut bahagia! Gemas banget, ya! 🥰🩵 Source: X/@Kkurajuun #globalradio #hearts2hearts #carmen #jiwoo #kpop

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A homeless 24-year-old man spent his last $12 on flowers for my 80-year-old widowed mom — after she passed away, I invited him to the reading of her will. My mother was eighty when she brought a homeless young man home for dinner. His name was Ethan. He was twenty-four, slept behind a closed bookstore, and owned everything he had in one backpack. They'd met when Mom dropped her groceries outside a pharmacy. While everyone else walked past, Ethan helped her collect them. After that, he started visiting every Thursday. He carried her groceries, fixed her broken porch steps, and listened to stories about my late father. Then, on her eightieth birthday, he appeared with twelve dollars' worth of yellow roses. Mom cried. I later learned he'd spent his last money on them. "Why would you do that?" I asked. Ethan shrugged. "She deserved flowers on her birthday." Over the following months, Mom grew terribly fond of him. Then one Sunday, she said something that left me speechless. "I asked Ethan to marry me." I nearly dropped my coffee. "Mom! He's fifty-six years younger!" She smiled sadly. "I know. I wanted him to have a home and someone to look after him." But Ethan had refused. "He said he wouldn't marry me for a roof over his head." Three months later, Mom passed away peacefully in her sleep. While arranging her funeral, I found a handwritten note asking me to invite Ethan to the reading of her will. I thought she'd probably left him a little money. So I tracked him down. He arrived at the lawyer's office wearing a borrowed jacket, clutching the same worn backpack. My brother looked furious. "Why is he here?" "Because Mom wanted him here." The lawyer opened a thick folder. He read through the usual inheritance arrangements. Then he stopped. "There's one final instruction concerning Ethan." Ethan lowered his eyes. The lawyer reached beneath his desk and produced a small wooden box. My brother suddenly stood up. "Wait. What box?" The lawyer handed Ethan a tiny brass key. Ethan stared at it. Then my brother lunged toward the box. "Don't open that!" But Ethan had already turned the key. The lock clicked. He slowly lifted the lid and reached inside. See less

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