vin^_^
23-10-2005, 02:13 AM
I have decided a start a new story. hope to get all your support just like in the previous story.
Chapter 1: Background
"What do u want for dinner?" My husband, Jack calls from the living room.
"Just buy some noodles from the coffee shop downstairs!" I replied feeling annoyed by my husband's question. Our new house is still in a mess after shifting in today while my husband only thought abt food.
I finally managed to finish opening up all the boxes and stuff all mine and my husband clothings into the cupboard. I took a glance at my watch and became shocked. It already 8 plus. No wonder, my husband is hungry.
It alright if my husband don't eat but my 2 kids must have been straving. I search around my messy room for my wallet and managed to find it at the dressing table.
"Oh no, my wallet is left with the final $500 and there is no more money inside my bank account." Looking at the last $500 reminds me of the misfourtune that happened recently.
My husband was a taxi driver. In a unfortunate accident, he was involved in a 3 cars crash. Now, because of this accident, we had to sell our condo that we have bought with our hard-earned savings and compensate the parties involved. And because of the compensation, the praties decided to let the incident go and not bring my husband to court. Originally thought of giving our kids a better life but now this had to happen.
After paying the compensation, we had hardly any left. If not for Ken's lending us his house, we wouldn't even have money to pay for the rent of a new house. Btw, Ken is my husband's good friend and he is also a taxi driver.
I had never liked Ken. He always look at me like never see gal before. How I had wished that the person involved in the accident was Ken and not my husband. At least, Ken would be not be in such a dire situation as we. His parents had left him a huge fortune and as he is a single, he did not have any commitments. However, if not because of him helping, my whole family would properly have to stay in the park and sleep on the benches. I could only say this is a big joke that god play on me. Letting the person I hate to help me.
Jack is a good husband. I have been with him since 16. Beacuse of playfulness, we have a kid not long after and I got no choice but to marry him due to our parents' scared of losing face. I quit my studies and concentrate on my pregenancy. However, althought ours was a shot gun marriage, Jack had treated me well and had worked had to provide for me and the kids after he finsihed his NS. It was also becuase of his hardworkingness that we managed to buy the condo. But now, haiz..........
Come to think of the bad things that have been happening, my tears started to flow. Jack was originally working in a factory and had because of his years of experience, he had come to command a comfortable salary to provide for us. However, due to the his company not doing well, he was retrenched. He started to look for a new job but because of his low education and highly high age, the employers would rather employ the newly grads. Although driving taxi is not his prefered job, but due to no choice, he became a taxi driver.
"Ding dong" the bell rang. I came out of the bedroom to open the door. It was Ken and he brought us food.
Jack immediately invited him and take a seat.
"Jass, do u all still need anything?" Ken asked me.
"Nothing. I would like to thank u for helping us. When we start earing money, we will pay u rent." I prepared for dinner by laying the food that Ken had brought.
"Forget about the rent. Jack is my good buddy. His problems are mine too. Come, sit down and discuss how we overcome this problem." Ken replied.
"No, thanks. I still got to pack up all the stuffs." I would never want to socialise with him and my reply just come out naturally from my mouth.
"Come and sit and dicuss about what we can. Leave those packings later. The future is more important." Ken sound enthusisatic to help leaving me with little choice to reject. However, i was wearing a spag top and a short. Thinking of when I opened the door just down, how Ken stared at my tits, I would never want to sit down near him and chat with him.
"Wat to dicuss, a job is so hard to find and my license had been been suspened." My husband replied as if he had lost all of morale. It pains me to see my husband like this and I decided to sit down to give him some support.
To be continued........
Chapter 1: Background
"What do u want for dinner?" My husband, Jack calls from the living room.
"Just buy some noodles from the coffee shop downstairs!" I replied feeling annoyed by my husband's question. Our new house is still in a mess after shifting in today while my husband only thought abt food.
I finally managed to finish opening up all the boxes and stuff all mine and my husband clothings into the cupboard. I took a glance at my watch and became shocked. It already 8 plus. No wonder, my husband is hungry.
It alright if my husband don't eat but my 2 kids must have been straving. I search around my messy room for my wallet and managed to find it at the dressing table.
"Oh no, my wallet is left with the final $500 and there is no more money inside my bank account." Looking at the last $500 reminds me of the misfourtune that happened recently.
My husband was a taxi driver. In a unfortunate accident, he was involved in a 3 cars crash. Now, because of this accident, we had to sell our condo that we have bought with our hard-earned savings and compensate the parties involved. And because of the compensation, the praties decided to let the incident go and not bring my husband to court. Originally thought of giving our kids a better life but now this had to happen.
After paying the compensation, we had hardly any left. If not for Ken's lending us his house, we wouldn't even have money to pay for the rent of a new house. Btw, Ken is my husband's good friend and he is also a taxi driver.
I had never liked Ken. He always look at me like never see gal before. How I had wished that the person involved in the accident was Ken and not my husband. At least, Ken would be not be in such a dire situation as we. His parents had left him a huge fortune and as he is a single, he did not have any commitments. However, if not because of him helping, my whole family would properly have to stay in the park and sleep on the benches. I could only say this is a big joke that god play on me. Letting the person I hate to help me.
Jack is a good husband. I have been with him since 16. Beacuse of playfulness, we have a kid not long after and I got no choice but to marry him due to our parents' scared of losing face. I quit my studies and concentrate on my pregenancy. However, althought ours was a shot gun marriage, Jack had treated me well and had worked had to provide for me and the kids after he finsihed his NS. It was also becuase of his hardworkingness that we managed to buy the condo. But now, haiz..........
Come to think of the bad things that have been happening, my tears started to flow. Jack was originally working in a factory and had because of his years of experience, he had come to command a comfortable salary to provide for us. However, due to the his company not doing well, he was retrenched. He started to look for a new job but because of his low education and highly high age, the employers would rather employ the newly grads. Although driving taxi is not his prefered job, but due to no choice, he became a taxi driver.
"Ding dong" the bell rang. I came out of the bedroom to open the door. It was Ken and he brought us food.
Jack immediately invited him and take a seat.
"Jass, do u all still need anything?" Ken asked me.
"Nothing. I would like to thank u for helping us. When we start earing money, we will pay u rent." I prepared for dinner by laying the food that Ken had brought.
"Forget about the rent. Jack is my good buddy. His problems are mine too. Come, sit down and discuss how we overcome this problem." Ken replied.
"No, thanks. I still got to pack up all the stuffs." I would never want to socialise with him and my reply just come out naturally from my mouth.
"Come and sit and dicuss about what we can. Leave those packings later. The future is more important." Ken sound enthusisatic to help leaving me with little choice to reject. However, i was wearing a spag top and a short. Thinking of when I opened the door just down, how Ken stared at my tits, I would never want to sit down near him and chat with him.
"Wat to dicuss, a job is so hard to find and my license had been been suspened." My husband replied as if he had lost all of morale. It pains me to see my husband like this and I decided to sit down to give him some support.
To be continued........