Oniwat nyaa dang sirita itih tapod nai wat itih?
Just earlier today in the
office, the serenity of my workstation was compounded by the laughter of people
from the pantry. Out of plain curiosity, I pretended I was going to make coffee
by taking a sachet of 3 in 1 coffee-mix and huddled to the pantry door as if I was
looking for my ‘lost’ coffee mug. I covertly blended in the environment of aunties’
gossip and it was then and there that I heard of this story from one of the
aunties. The story goes like this:
There was a guy who worked in
oil and gas, quite senior in terms of experience and position; that had a wife
and kids in Miri. He had a great family and great family relationship even
though he had to work months at a time and to be far away from his family. One
day, he told his wife that from the coming month onwards; he needed to work 3 months
straight and then is only allowed 1 month leave. Basically, it means that he’s
only around with his family for 4 months in a year. This routine went on for a
while and suddenly out of the blue, this man passed away.
During the time his body was
placed at home before the funeral, relatives and friends from all around came
to give their last respect. Out of all these guests, a woman came to the man’s
home and this woman was in a state of grief and sadness that was strangely
similar to that of a person who lost someone that was really close to them.
Noticing then woman, one of the man’s close relatives came to her and asked why
she was so sad about the man’s death. To his shocking ears, she said that the
man was her husband and that she was his second wife and that all this while he
has been supporting her and their child and bought them a home in another major
town in Sarawak!
Immediately, he told the first
wife and she was shell-shocked! Sadness turned to being pissed off. But that
was not the end of it…because to make this story short, it was then also made
known that the man also had another wife in another town in the state in which
he also supports financially. So, being pissed as hell, the first wife who was
the only one of the three with actual legal documentation of marriage decided
to claim all properties bought using her late husband’s name that has been
given away to his so called ‘second’ and ‘third’ wife.
Now, I am not really shocked
hearing this kind of story but I was awestruck to know that this man can
actually support 3 separate families? That was all I could think about…I mean,
he bought houses, financed their livelihood all from his own income. It just
made me wonder what kind of work he was doing. To be able to loan a house, you’d
need at least RM1000 for installments, and that’s just for an average intermediate
house. Then there’s a car loan and all
the costs and expenses needed to raise kids. One household with a few adult kids could
easily burn between 2k to 4k. That is if he is living moderately. But to
actually dare and commit to these kinds of expenses for three separate families
in great secrecy is no cheap trick. You really need to have some sort of cash
on you to even dare to do it.
At the end of the day, the
moral of the story is that, ladies…if you are looking for a rich husband; just
make sure you’re the one whose name is on the marriage certificate at JPN. That’s
all.
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