This evening when I came back to my guest house I didn't see the young woman who looks after the place. I went through to her room behind the screen to knock on her door. Before I reached the door she called out to me. She was sitting on the sofa and as I went over to her I noticed that she was crying, silently. What's the matter? I asked her. For a while the tears streamed down her face and she kept wiping her face with her wrists.
Eventually she said "I very bad wife."
"Why?" I asked.
"My husband in jail. He very good man. He fight Indian man with chop sticks." She made a stabbing motion near her left eye.
"I know my husband. He never fight. Indian man attack him in cafe. He fight Indian man with chop sticks. He go to jail. Indian man not go to jail. Not fair. My husband Chinese. He say me marry someone else"
"Did he think he would be in jail for a long time?" I asked.
"Yes. So I marry Pakistani guy. Now I pregnant. I not want this baby. I want baby with my Chinese husband. My Chinese husband want baby. Why I not pregnant with Chinese husband? We sleep together every night two year. With Pakistani guy so quick. We marry in December 2011. Already pregnant. I not want this baby. I love my Chinese husband."
She went to get an out of focus photo of her Chinese husband, held it in her hand and stroked it.
Then she found a photo of her Pakistani husband on her phone. He looks a bit of a stud.
"What does your Pakistani husband do?" I asked.
"He work in KL. When finished he work in Melaka. Then in Singapore. We go to Indonesia. I not want to come back to Malaysia. I want to live in Indonesia."
"Are you from Indonesia?" I asked.
"Yes"
"My Pakistani husband very happy. He phone me five times today."
"You told him you were pregnant?"
"Yes."
"Have you told your Chinese husband?"
"No. I not know what he do if he know. He want to die. I want to kill this baby."
"You won't do that."
"I not know what to do. Baby not bad. But not baby with Chinese husband. I love him."
She stroked his photo again.
"Can your Pakistani husband get a job in Indonesia?
"He have very good job in Malaysia. He make a lot of money. I not interested in money. My Chinese husband very funny. He make all guests in hotel very happy. Now he not here."
Just at this moment her mobile phone rang. She picked it up and started animatedly. I left her.
Eventually she said "I very bad wife."
"Why?" I asked.
"My husband in jail. He very good man. He fight Indian man with chop sticks." She made a stabbing motion near her left eye.
"I know my husband. He never fight. Indian man attack him in cafe. He fight Indian man with chop sticks. He go to jail. Indian man not go to jail. Not fair. My husband Chinese. He say me marry someone else"
"Did he think he would be in jail for a long time?" I asked.
"Yes. So I marry Pakistani guy. Now I pregnant. I not want this baby. I want baby with my Chinese husband. My Chinese husband want baby. Why I not pregnant with Chinese husband? We sleep together every night two year. With Pakistani guy so quick. We marry in December 2011. Already pregnant. I not want this baby. I love my Chinese husband."
She went to get an out of focus photo of her Chinese husband, held it in her hand and stroked it.
Then she found a photo of her Pakistani husband on her phone. He looks a bit of a stud.
"What does your Pakistani husband do?" I asked.
"He work in KL. When finished he work in Melaka. Then in Singapore. We go to Indonesia. I not want to come back to Malaysia. I want to live in Indonesia."
"Are you from Indonesia?" I asked.
"Yes"
"My Pakistani husband very happy. He phone me five times today."
"You told him you were pregnant?"
"Yes."
"Have you told your Chinese husband?"
"No. I not know what he do if he know. He want to die. I want to kill this baby."
"You won't do that."
"I not know what to do. Baby not bad. But not baby with Chinese husband. I love him."
She stroked his photo again.
"Can your Pakistani husband get a job in Indonesia?
"He have very good job in Malaysia. He make a lot of money. I not interested in money. My Chinese husband very funny. He make all guests in hotel very happy. Now he not here."
Just at this moment her mobile phone rang. She picked it up and started animatedly. I left her.
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