Fourth month, The doctor walks toward her, she notices how stiff the doctor was walking. She knew what he was going to say but was never truly prepared as she had hope earlier. The doctor tells her, "I'm sorry -" before the doctor could go on any further, she breaks down in tears as her husband holds her, calming her already traumatized heart. Her story, Every day, she would prepare the satay meat for the evening as this was her passion. She would cut the beef and chicken to tiny slices, soon after she would stick the sliced food with the satay sticks. This is the custom of many Malaysians serving satays . Though one would argue if this really is her true passion but nonetheless, it brings happiness to her family. It almost became a ritual for her to wake up early in the morning where she would first send her daughter to school. She would kiss her husband goodbye as she goes off with the young one. Still in her current job, her stable job in which cook
Wish, I By Christian (a short and rushed story) PART ONE A distant place, I rather not call home - I chose to be back here even after all is said and done. I could still hear the calls and whispers, are they a distant memory buried deep inside? ‘No, it’s not dear.’ a feminine voice echoes. I look at how solemn it gets wishing it could have been more - more than it is now. The embrace of your touch on my hair. Each morning greeted with a smile from the side of the bed. ‘Dear, are you done? We’re about to be late.’ ‘Hold on honey, just grabbing something from the wardrobe.’ Shayne scurries. The wife starts the car while waiting for her loving partner to exit the house, she shuffles the radio to settle the mood. As soon as he gets out, he cannot wonder what else he forgot but the thought was brushed as soon as he opened the car door. ‘What were you even looking for?’ ‘It’s a surprise honey.’ While driving to their destination, Shayne is talking vica