I don’t know her exact name. She introduced herself as mom. Her English was limited compared to her husband, Risky who used to teach English in a school.
I thought she and Risky didn’t get along at all because she kept saying everyday “my husband is sometimes driving me crazy!” Whenever she said that, it looked very serious. I could understand why she was angry about her husband. The husband usually brought a customer and disappeared, and then she had to clean, cook, and take care of her 4 children alone. Risky always seemed to meet his friends and never stay home to help her with house chores.
Mom always admired my stuff: jewelry, dress, swimsuit, sunglasses…
She pointed my earrings, “beautiful beautiful…” I gave my earrings to her. She was smiling with total happiness. Whenever she pointed at my things, hair pin, dress, I gave them to her because I felt sorry for her.
One day when I came back home in the early afternoon, I was surprised to see Risky was lying down and putting his head on her leg and they seemed to talk each other and were really happy with each other.
I was suspicious of her to get some sympathy from me to get my things.
There you go, and act of generosity rewarded you with awesome L33T earrings. :)
z
I gave her my only earrings I had at that time, and had to buy some more when I went to my next itinery Brastagi because I didn’t want the holes in my earlobes to grow in. The earrings I bought in Brastagi are still being used.
Thanks, next story is about her husband Risky. : )
hehe thats cute. Maybe the husband just gets all cute and lovey with her once in a while to keep her from leaving. Very sweet of you do give some of your things though. Very generous.
Z