Omar turned to Terry and told him that the next time he asked for his father, his father better show up or don’t bother sending anyone else along.
Omar : I don’t take people who turn down my invitation lightly. …
Terry nodded his head like a useless timid kitten.
It’s over. It’s all over..
Belinda grabbed her clothes and heels but before she could come over to my side , she was stopped by Rasid.
Rasid spoke in Arabic to Omar and everyone in the room stopped moving.
Omar thought about it before nodding his head.
Omar : You’re a feisty girl Belinda… I like you…… but you’re not leaving here just like that…. Not after you… insulted so many of us…
Belinda : NO!!! Please… I’m sorry… I’m really sorry… please Omar… I didn’t know…
Omar put up his hand, his face straight and expressionless, one look and you can tell there is no room for negotiation.
Rasid : Insulting the royals is a serious crime Belinda…. The punishment is….. Severe… hahah…
He laughed heartily and continued.
Rasid : You are not leaving this place until you choose to fuck one of the men in this room… wahahahah…. Hahah… .. excluding Terry and… James…
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Omar turned to look at me and said to me loud enough for the whole room to hear.
Omar : You like her James…. I can tell…. From the way you look at her…. You like her…
Terry glared at me without a word and I found myself without a tongue at that moment.
I could not say anything except look at Belinda who was looking back at me.
Omar pointed to the 2 of us.
Omar : If there is something I learn about living with brothers and cousins who is constantly out to get you, it’s reading people…. I read people for a living…
Omar looks at Belinda and added.
Omar : You like James too… don’t you…
Belinda too could not say a single thing as Terry shouted at her.
Terry : Is that true ??? Is that true !!!!! WHAT IS THIS!!!..
He went over and grabbed Belinda’s arm.
Terry : What ?? A few weeks of late night working together and you fall for him ???!!! IS IT ???
Smack !!!
The room echoed with Belinda’s palm hitting Terry’s face.
Belinda : You have no right to even speak to me !!
Terry was so enraged that he raised his hand and was about to hit Belinda but was held back by Omar’s men.
Omar : I’m a sexist Terry…. I strongly believe men to be more superior to women….but I never condoned hitting a women… do that in front of me and I might just feed you to my pets.
A moment of silent follows before Rasid spoke.
Rasid spoke in arabic with Omar and they both laughed heartily.
Rasid : Choose Belinda….. Choose now… hahahah
Omar said something and it must have lightened up the atmosphere as a few of their aides laughed.
Several men spoke too in Arabic as they looked at Belinda.
Rasid : Choose ……..Belinda…. choose me… please…
Omar walked right up to me and stood with his hands behind his back, he spoke softly, loud enough only for me to hear as the men surrounded Belinda, forming a circle of sort, speaking in arabic.
Omar : Listen carefully James……………I can… let Belinda choose you…. … on one condition…
I could not speak.
As the words from Omar registered in my ears, a chill went up my spine as I struggled to keep my composure.
James : Sh… she… she might not choose me…
Omar : She will choose you…. I know she will….
My heart struggled to pump blood all over my body.
Omar : I don’t care what you do….. but when I’m in Singapore for the preliminary review of the project..….i want Belinda…
He gestured to his men.
Omar : It’s either this…. Or that..
Omar : Choose James…. Choose…
Right after Omar spoke, Rasid shouted at Belinda.
Rasid : Choose me Belinda… hahaha..
Rasid cheered louder as a stressed out Belinda looked like she was about to burst into tears.
I nodded my head reluctantly and Omar gave me a smack on my back.
What’s important is getting out of here .
We’ll worry about the rest later.
Omar clapped his hands and said to include Terry and I into the list of choices.
Terry glared at Belinda and shouted angrily.
A groan of disappointed voices rang out as Terry looked at me before turning to Belinda.
Terry : Don’t you dare do it !!! DON’T YOU DARE DO IT !!!!!
He gestured angrily at Belinda.
Terry : I’m your BOYFRIEND!!!! CHOOSE ME!!!
Terry kept shouting at Belinda.
Rasid rubbed his hands gleefully as he looked at Belinda clutching her clothes in her hands while trying to cover her body with the robe given to her.
Several of the men whistled as they made playful grabs at Belinda’s robe.
Belinda’s eyes and mine met.
At that very moment something clicked.
All the noises in the room were shut out.
Belinda pushed her way out of the crowd of gathering men and ran towards me.
Right before I held her in my arms, Omar spoke softly by my ears before slipping away quietly into the background.
Omar : See you in a few months James…
As Belinda hugged herself onto me, the room erupted into chaos as Rasid laughed and threw some fruits over at us in a playful manner.
I could see Aisha and Aliya looking slyly at me.
Terry looked like he was about to shoot himself in his own foot.
Belinda shivered and shook as she pressed herself onto my body, for the first time letting her emotions loose.
Terry started shouting at us but was held back by Rasid’s men when he tried to come towards us.
The commotion died down after 15 minutes and Rasid too came and shake my hand before saying he look forward to visiting me in Singapore soon.
Belinda and I did not speak to each other in the car.
Terry’s vehicle was dispatched a full hour after ours, giving Belinda time to grab her things from their room. It was too late to book a new room so Belinda came over to mine.
She spent an hour in the shower before I had my turn.
When I came out, Belinda had made a pot of tea.
She sat by the window, dressed in yoga lounge pants and a loose yoga top.
Our eyes met and I went over but I remained standing.
She pressed her face against my stomach and hugged me before she started crying again.
I kept thinking about what Omar said as I looked down at Belinda.
I had to fight really hard and bite down on my own teeth to stop myself from shaking.
I’m not shaking because I’m afraid.
I’m not shaking because I’m worried or thankful that Belinda is in my arms.
I’m shaking because looking down at Belinda at that angle,………. I thought I was looking at Sandy.
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Thank you for the comments and kind words of support.
Please accept my apologies for being unable to reply to each one.
Cheers
ilock
Belinda and I sat down to have our tea but neither of us said anything.
There was no need to.
It was as if we knew each other just wanted the quiet moment to bask in our own thoughts. I knew it was a matter of time before Terry came knocking on my door. It’s just a question of when.
Even if I wanted to have a conversation, what could I say to her ?
Are you ok ?
How does it feel ?
Are you angry ?
She’s probably getting a good mind fuck thinking about how easily Terry offered her up to Rasid.
6.30pm
James : We… order dinner in ?
Belinda nodded and I made the call for room service.
By 8.30pm, we were done with our meals and Belinda had made another pot of tea. We hardly spoke, it was as if there’s this sudden awkwardness that descended upon us. Yes we are husband and wife but it’s been a good few years since we are in the same room.
Not to mention that we would be spending the night together.
My room had a double bed but I honestly had no illusion of having some hot sex that night. Be realistic, after going through such an ordeal, who in the world would be in the mood to have sex ?
9.00pm
There was a buzz on the doorbell and I braced for the inevitable. I knew Terry would come.
It there is going to be an all-out brawl, I’m up for it.
I opened the door just a crack but it was not Terry. It was room service.
James : We did not order anything…
Hotel Staff : It’s from Sheikh Omar… he says it’s an apology for the unpleasant afternoon.
I opened the door as the staff wheeled in a bottle of Champange, chocolates and a large bunch of roses. That was not all. Tucked under the trolley, there was a small cake, some hotel spa vouchers and even some complementary tickets to the tourist attractions in Dubai.
I thanked the staff and closed the door as Belinda looked through the things sent to us.
Food and drinks aside, there was a small blue box that every girl would recognised. It came with a small hand written note and it’s for Belinda.
A small bracelet sat sparkling in the box. I don’t think it’s very expensive, probably less than a thousand but I was curious about what was written on the card.
Belinda passed it over to me after she was done reading it.
“ Dear Belinda ,
I apologise for the unpleasant afternoon. I would have been a more gracious host if not for the circumstances in which we met. I could give you the prettiest gems I have but I know you would not accept them. Please accept this as a token of my apology.
I look forward to work with you on the masterplan soon “
Omar
Belinda : I don’t want it… just leave it and send it out.
After draining the bottle of Champagne, we collapsed in the bed and slept through the night.
4th Jan 2012
Wednesday
6.30am
I woke up first and pulled the blanket over Belinda before I went to the bathroom. She was up by the time I came out and we went down to the café for breakfast.
7.15am
I scanned the café, keeping an eye out for Terry.
I was a little surprised that he did not show up the moment he reached the hotel to knock on my door. In fact I was looking forward to the confrontation. I cannot imagine the satisfaction I would get if I could throw a few good punch on this fucker.
7.50am
Belinda and I were done with our breakfast and we went to the lobby to check if there are rooms available.
Belinda : WHAT ! … ermmm.. ok.. thanks…
James : Eh.. siao ah… 600 USD rack rates plus tax…. For 1 more night….and I don’t think you can claim for this one… don’t waste the money la…
Belinda : It’s a rip off…
James : It’s probably peanuts to the people here…
We walked back into the lift to head up to my room and I was surprised Belinda actually asked me whether I was ok with sharing my room with her.
Belinda : you…. Ok with sharing the room…. If not I could always go to another hotel…
I rolled my eyes and was about to say we’re husband and wife but I stopped myself.
I gave Belinda a look as we both crossed our arms in the lift.
James : I’m fine…why ?? Are you uncomfortable ??
The lift reached our floor and we stepped out.
Belinda : Haha… a little…. It’s…. I don’t know… it’s been a while…
James : I won’t rape you while you sleep if that’s what you are worried about…
Belinda jabbed me in my ribs with a frown and a crooked smile as we walked towards our room.
We slowed down our footsteps as we got closer as we noticed the same hotel staff standing outside our room with another trolley.
James : ERmm.. yes ??
Hotel Staff : I was instructed to ask why did Ms Belinda did not accept the gift. Is it because she does not like it ??
Belinda : What ! ? … ermm… no.. no.. it’s… I’m not comfortable with accepting it… please help me thank Omar for his gesture…
The staff gave a curt nod and a slight bow before saying he had some other stuff for us.
James : What ? Again ?
He just smiled and we opened the door for him.
There was a platter of cut fruits, neatly arranged and cling wrapped together with more chocolates and some sweets. Another bunch of flowers was presented and this time round, beside the initial Tiffany box, there is another one.
A polished red wood box sat beside the Tiffany.
James : You are shitting me right ?
The staff just smiled before leaving the room.
Belinda opened the box and it’s a fucking diamond ring. I don’t know how big, how many carats or what’s the clarity.
My proposal ring to Belinda I got it from a neighbourhood goldsmith shop. The diamond is so tiny you need to put it under 2 microscope to see it. What do you expect ? I was 23.
Even our wedding bands were just stainless steel rings we got from some cheezy trinket shop. It’s not the value of the rings. It’s the significance behind it that matters.
James : Fuck man… send this back too… I think he might give you a car after this…
Belinda dropped the box back onto the trolley, uninterested.
I was not surprised. Belinda was never impressed by wealth and anything flashy. She believed in working for what she wanted. If she didn’t earned it, she did not want it.
We settled down on the bed and I began to talk to her about Terry. I was curious how she ended up with him and she told me the story from the beginning. When she joined the firm, she was hired by Terry’s dad. It was still a small firm then but 3 months after she joined, it grew rapidly to the size it was today.
She met Terry after he came back from Australia after a failed attempt to set up shop there.
Belinda : He pursued me aggressively and at that point in time, I did not know he was related to Mr Lau. Nobody knew. Somehow he always got the good projects, those that I want for my portfolio…. So naturally I chose to work with him..
She revealed that it was only 3 months after they got together that she realised he was the boss’s son.
Belinda : I regretted, I knew people would talk about this…. But it’s too late.. He told me it’s fine and….sigh…
Terry : Did he treat you well ?
Belinda took a while longer to consider my question before replying. I could tell she was struggling to decide how much to tell me.
Belinda : It was just ok I guess….partly… I have only myself to blame
Belinda admitted that she remained in the relationship because she does have some feelings for him despite the huge age gap, but she also thought about her career in the office. She wanted her own team, her own projects and eventually, she wanted her own office.
Terry wanted to give her the money but she refused. What she wanted was the experience and the exposure, and of course, the contacts that came along the way.
She sighed deeply before she looked at me.
Belinda : I know what you are thinking…. That I’m selling my body to advance my career…
I shook my head and said I would have done the same thing.
James : but so far I cannot find any hot girls who is the bosses’ daughter that I want to sleep with.
Belinda laughed and threw a pillow a me.
There was another knock on the door and we looked at each other.
James : See… see… this time I fucking tell you is gold bars…. I think 1 kg… you pay GST alone you will steam…
I got up and went to the door.
I was surprised though, this time round was not a hotel staff. It was one of the assistant I saw beside Rasid the day before.
He had a large box in his hand, about A2 size wide, 20cm deep.
James : Ermm… yes ?
Man : A token from Rasid. He apologises for what happened yesterday.
I raised an eyebrow and thanked the man before closing the door.
James : You huat liao la…
Belinda came over and help me set the box on the bed and we opened it together.
Inside the box was 2 smaller boxes. 1 labelled for each of us.
Belinda opened hers and resting on a bed of flower petals, is a silk scarf with a sparkling brooch. There’s also a hand written note by Rasid. Just a ‘ sorry’ followed by a smiley caricature of his round body.
I opened my box and I cursed out loud.
James : Knn….
Inside were just 2 files and a CD rom of some project information together with a list of people to CC to for future correspondence.
Belinda laughed and she too chugged the box aside.
I asked if she wanted to head out to check out some attractions or something but she said no.
Belinda : You…go ahead… I just want to stay in the room…
We ended up chatting for a while longer in the room before catching some movie that is showing on HBO in the hotel.
At 3pm , there was another knock on our door.
James : Lai liao lai liao…. We’re flying back on a private jet…
Belinda laughed but this time round it was not any hotel staff. I saw through the peep hole it was Terry.
James : It’s Terry.
Belinda got off my bed and stood by the side as I took a deep breathe.
I swung the door open and waited for Terry to make the first move.
He ignored me and just look straight at Belinda.
Terry : Can we talk ?
Belinda : There is nothing to talk about…
Terry : Come on… what do you expect me to do back there???? What would you do if you were in my shoes ??? HAR !!
Belinda : I would grow a spine….. and ask them to fuck off…
Terry : Fuck you… don’t forget you are my woman… you bitch… I’ll fucking rape you a hundred times over..!!
Belinda screamed at Terry but he went on. AS if taunting Belinda to react and hit him.
Terry :Why ? Har ? Afraid to let James hear is it ?? har ??
Terry turned to me and sneered like a cheap fucker.
Terry : I’ve fucked her till she’s loose already you know that ?? har ?? I fucked her so many times…she’s like my personal whore…. Everytime I need to release, I would call her….you like this type is it ?? HAr? Kena fucked before one…
Terry’s eyes stared at me wide apart, as if he deliberately forced himself to do it, his lips pressed together, the sides a little crooked as he tried to give me the most fuck up look he could muster.
Terry : You try la… go and try her chee bye…. KNN… I fuck until loose already… Everything you can think of…. We do it already.. what ? In office ? In car?? Har ??? Buay song is it ???
Belinda screamed and tried to kick and scratch Terry but I stood in the way, trying to hold her back. It was obvious he’s trying to rile her up.
Terry tried to step into the room but I held out a hand and stopped him with no expression on my face.
Terry : Get the fuck out of my way…
Terry pointed at Belinda, saying that he would gladly let every fucking men in Dubai rape Belinda if it means him getting the project.
Then he tried to charge into the room to grab at Belinda.
He shoved me first but I immediately bounced back and pushed Terry backwards, causing him to stagger out of the room.
He charged at me and I immediately threw a punch but missed and he bulldozed me onto the carpeted floor.
Belinda screamed for us to stop as she grabbed the 1st thing she could get her hands on and she started hitting Terry with the stainless steel cover for the treats Omar sent.
Belinda : STOP!!! GET OUT!!!
I tried to hit Terry but he ducked and got up, going straight for Belinda. With a lucky swing of the cover, Belinda hit Terry right on the bullseye and she caused him a 2 cm cut on his eyebrow. A small trickle of blood flowed down his cheeks as he touched the warm blood on his face.
That enraged him further and he slapped Belinda so hard across her face that she collapsed onto the bed.
I grabbed Terry by his hair and as he staggered back, I kicked him in his gut and he cursed at me, falling backwards towards the entrance.
I could have gone and help Belinda but instead I went for Terry, if I don’t get him out of the room, it won’t make a difference. Terry stood up, clutching his stomach and I bulldozed him all the way out of the room , letting his body hit the wall on the opposite side of the corridor.
I must have kicked him pretty hard in the stomach as he was still clutching his tummy, cursing at me in dialect and saying that I’m fired.
James : Fuck you…. Terry… fuck off…
I closed the door and ran to Belinda.
Her left cheek was red and swollen, the hit caused her lip cut itself against her own teeth and she was bleeding.
She sobbed, unable to hold back the tears due to the pain. I clutched her in my arms as she pressed herself against me.
James : Sorry… I should have stopped that before…
Right at that moment, the room phone rang.
I picked it up and the front desk said they have a call for Ms Belinda.
James : Who is it ?
Frontdesk : Please put Ms Belinda on the line Mr James..
I passed the phone to Belinda and shrugged my shoulders.
James : I don’t know… it’s for you.
Belinda sobbed as she answered the phone and she too, was put on hold for close to a minute.
Belinda : Hello ? ?
Her sobbing had calmed down a little actually, so from the way she speak you can hardly tell she was crying before.
This is the part that puzzled me.
Belinda : SObb.. sob… yes…
I looked at Belinda and mouthed “ Who is it ? “ but she did not reply me.
Belinda : Sobb… I’m… sob…. Sob… I’m… fine… sob… sob… no…
I was really puzzled as Belinda sobbed harder before she started crying over the phone.
You know the kind you would think she’s talking to her mother or someone that she could confide in, Belinda cried and sobbed, saying in bits and pieces over the phone that Terry had assaulted her.
Belinda : I’m…. I’m.. sob… sob… I’m… ok… sob… it’s…. Terry… sob… sob…. No…. no need… please… sobbb… sob… no please….
Then without warning, she hung up.
As if that was not enough, the moment she hung up, her sobbing stopped.
That was when Belinda’s eyes met mine.
That look.
I know that look.
I was the more dominant one in our marriage. Most of the things Belinda would just give way to me, but that look in her eyes.
It was the que to me that I should keep my mouth shut and apologise even though it was not my fault.
James : Ermm…
Without any hint of what she was about to do, Belinda pulled off her top.
I could not wrap my mind around what was happening and Belinda removed her pants too.
James : What… what are you doing ?? oei… what are you doing… ???
Belinda crawled towards me in her bra and panty and started taking off my pants. I don’t know what was happening but seeing Belinda doing that gave me an erection of course. I haven had sex in a while and what I’ve witness the day before increased the amount of semen I have in my balls, waiting to be released.
Belinda straddled me and we kissed.
That kiss felt like the head of a match meeting the rough edges of the striking paper. A hot fuzz of emotions coursed through my body and all the feelings came back.
Belinda removed her bra with my help and I sucked onto her tits, feeling the warmth of her breast on my face.
James : ARghh ….hoorrrrr..
I don’t even know when my pants came off but I only remembered Belinda guiding my cock as she parted her panty, lowering herself onto me.
James ; ARghhhh …gh….
That tightness, that slippery warmth and comforting snug feeling of my wife’s wet love hole made me shook and shiver on the bed.
James : ARghhh….what… what are you doing ??
Belinda moaned as well as I fucked myself upwards into her , holding her hips down.
Her body shook, her breast bounced up and down as her hair cascaded down onto me.
Belinda : Fuck me James….. fuck me…a erghhh… ergnnh…
James : ARghhh.. arghh..
I’m confused… I really am.
I don’t know what is happening.
We switched position shortly into doggy as I cupped onto Belinda’s breast from behind, feeling the love pillows rub against my palms as I fucked Belinda from behind.
Honestly it was a really short session.
I’m not embarrassed to say it lasted less than 10 minutes. It was just so sudden and I was on the verge of my orgasm.
James : ARghh.. grghhh… i… I need to grab a condom… aeghhh… I’m cumming… arghhh…
Belinda pulled me out and gestured for me to stand up on her bed.
I did as I was told and she knelt down and sucked onto my throbbing cock.
James : ARghhhh… arghhh.. what… what are you doing ?? !! arghh…I… i….
Belinda never let me cum inside her mouth before, even if I did, it was with a condom.
So I was really unsure about what to do as I edged closer and closer to my big O.
James : Dear… dear.. stop… stop… I’m.. arghhh.. arghhhhh… arghh…
I could not hold it any longer when I felt Belinda’s tongue pressed down and rape my pee hole as she stroked my throbbing cock as I shot a huge squirt of semen into her mouth, not only that, I could feel several big squirts following closely behind.
Belinda was fast, after the 1st squirt, she pulled me out and continued stroking me. I was out of control.
I moaned as Belinda stroked and shot my cum all over her face, her breast before wiping my cock dry on her cheek.
James : Ohh my god… argh… what was that all about man….
Belinda immediately barked out her instructions and asked me to leave the room.
James : What ?
Belinda : Put on your clothes and leave … now !!!!
James : What??? WHYY ?? WHY ?
Belinda : DO IT!! ..
I was taken aback at the sudden outburst but I did as I was told. I grabbed my clothes and pulled them on. I checked the peephole and made sure Terry is no longer our there before I opened it.
I watched as Belinda swept all of Omar and Rasid’s gift all over the floor and a cold shiver ran up my spine.
She threw her clothes onto the floor as she got into the bed .
My god… she cannot be doing this…
I forced my legs to carry my body that was still recovering from the orgasm out the room.
I hit the lift button and got to the lobby, panting as I watch 2 cars pull up by the front entrance.
Several men and 2 woman alighted from the car and walked briskly towards the lifts.
James : Fuckk..
My heart slammed against my ribcage again and again as I stared at the indicator on the lift panel and saw the lift stop at the floor I was staying at.
James : Fuck… fuck… …
I immediately rushed back up and ran back to my room.
When I got to the entrance, I shouted to Belinda and she gestured to the men blocking the door to allow me to go through.
Before I could speak, Belinda cried out loud, burying herself against my body.
All the hairs on my neck and body stood on it’s ends as she just cried, sobbing and shouting into my body.
She refused help from the 2 ladies who said they were doctors.
The group spent 20 minutes persuading Belinda to go with them but she refused.
Belinda : I just want to stay here…. We’ll be flying off tomorrow.
The men made phone calls, spoke in hush tones before arrangements was made for us to switch rooms to another floor.
Belinda kept telling the 2 ladies that she did not want to pursue the matter and that she just wanted to rest and go home.
In the end they relented and left.
When we’re finally left alone, I stared at Belinda but I couldn’t speak.
I really could not speak.
Belinda : I know Terry James…. I know what kind of person he is…. I know what I’m doing..
I could not think of a way to answer that question.
Belinda : I’m sorry…. I bet you must be thinking what happened to me….
I did not reply her.
There was a knock on the door at 8.30pm that evening.
Another trolley was presented with the same gifts, arranged the same way with another hand written card from Omar. Placed at the side of it all was also the box with Rasid’s gift and my own box of documents.
Omar’s card to Belinda says that Terry has been escorted to the airport and will be boarding the next flight back to Singapore.
11.55pm
To be honest, I was still reeling in shock.
Belinda climbed into bed beside me and gave me a crestfallen look.
Belinda : Do I disgust you ??
James : I don’t know what to say…
There was a brief moment of silence before Belinda started sobbing again. Softly.
Belinda went on to say that she needs to make sure Terry stays as far as he can from her.
Belinda : I know Terry James…. I have seen what he does to his ex-gf. …. I will not sit still and do nothing…
James : You do know…. By doing this… things is going to get tough back in the office…. I meant…it’s already going to be tough after the incident yesterday but this…… this…. This will be.. . you…. Just fucked Terry up big time…
Belinda nodded, saying she understood the implication.
Belinda : Omar wants us on his project… we did all the work…he needs us… besides….. Terry’s father is doing some….. creative accounting for Omar’s company … money passes through us…
James : What do you mean ??
Belinda : Just leave it at that… Omar’s company uses a few local firms for his projects to keep everyone on his feet… aside from the financials is a little fudgy, the rest of the project is usually rock solid. These I heard from Terry some time back when he boasted about his father’s accomplishments.
5th Jan 2012
Thursday
8am
After some quick packing, I grabbed all the gifts given to Belinda and stuffed it into my luggage.
Belinda : What are you doing ??
James : It’s not nice to keep rejecting people’s gift… you never know if we need some favours or help from them in the future.
A car was waiting for us at the lobby to take us to the airport and I could see Rasid talking to 1 of his aide as he approached us to shake our hands.
Rasid : Wah ahhaha…. James…. Belinda… . have a good trip back ya….
He lowered his voice a little and asked me how was Belinda with a naughty look.
Rasid : Ehh…. Wah hahaha… nice… hahaha… very nice breast…. Hahaha..
He did a eyebrow wriggling look as I smile awkwardly.
Belinda did not really want to talk to Rasid and she quickly got into the car avoiding him completely. She was humiliated by Rasid after all.
Rasid just smirked and laughed at her before pulling me asisde.
Rasid : James…. i…. need to talk to you…
James : Yes ? I saw the project information you sent me… I will look through them when I get back…
Rasid : No… no.. hahah.. it’s not about the project….
He turned and casually looked around before turning back to me.
Rasid : Belinda… you know…. I like her… she is like chilli…. Pepper…. Hahah… I like spices…wah hahahaha….
I must have a really dumfounded look on my face as Rasid laughed and pat me on my back.
Rasid : Relax… I know… I know Omar wants Belinda too… but you see…. Omar…. He…. He is… collector… he likes to hold onto his possessions….. he will not let go…. Whereas for me…. Wahhh.. hahaha. Haha…. I like something fresh…. All the time… so… you get what I’m saying… ??
I nod slowly as I digested what he said.
James : But… but isn’t he your boss ??? i… I mean…
Rasid laughed…
Rasid : I know Omar…. He is a gentlemen…he won’t force Belinda if she says no…. but if….IF…. she says yes…. She must be prepared to stay for the long term… wah hahaha.. haha… no Belinda for you James … whahahaha…
He pointed to his big tummy and added.
Rasid : Me ?? … just 1 spicy treat…. Enough…. And…. I can let you…. Try my wife and her sister too !! good eh …. Good eh ?? Wah.. hahahaha…
I was totally shocked Rasid could say something like that as I smiled awkwardly.
He pat me on my back and pointed to the car as he chewed on some dates.
Rasid : I… see you in a few months James…
I got into the car and my shell shocked expression was too easy to read, especially for someone who is my wife.
Belinda : What did he want ?
I thought about it for a moment before saying we’ll talk later.
Once we were safely checked into the airport and settled down by a quiet café in the transit area, I told Belinda everything.
What Omar wanted, What Rasid wanted.
James : This is madness….how can these happen…I thought it’s usually money that changes hands under the table for this industry…
Belinda just kept quiet, staring blankly at the polished tiled floor.
James : Fuck this… we go back, we tender our resignation… and fuck this shit…. Get another job…there’s no lack of opportunities…
Belinda spoke after a while, saying that if we choose to run, we would forever be on the run.
Belinda : They will destroy us…. Our reputation… it’s a small industry…
James : Then what do you want to do ?? what can we do ??
She shook her head before burying her face in her palms.
10 minutes later Belinda said that if we were to hang on, having that project under our belt would open up a lot more doors.
Belinda : I don’t know… I really don’t know…
I just kept quiet and look at her.
We did not speak about this for the rest of the flight back to Singapore and we turned up for work as usual the next day.
6th Jan 2012
Friday
3pm
Sharon pulled me aside when I was at the pantry.
Sharon : James… james… come.. come… eh I tell you something…
James : What what ??
She looked around before saying to me that Belinda was caught cheating by Terry….and he broke up with her.
James : WHAT !?
Sharon : Yah… he hired PI… I think got photos…
James : But we were all overseas together… how?
Sharon : It’s been going on a while already I heard….
She lowered her voice significantly.
Sharon : I think… the people are saying Belinda very slut one…. She …. She likes… you know….
Sharon’s eyes narrowed into a sharp stare, almost as sharp as her venomous tongue.
Sharon : She like to play those gangbang and rape kind of thing…
James : WHAT ??
Sharon : I don’t know… I also hear from people one… ok.ok… go and work liao… don’t tell anyone I tell you ah….
I poured my coffee and watched in amazement as Sharon brought Mr Liew some files to sign in his office and began her low whispers as well.
5pm
Sandy : James…eh.. you heard or not… Belinda… likes to play those bondage sex thing…. Terry caught her or something…
I just nodded and pretend I was not very interested but Sandy continued.
Sandy : I’m sure it’s just bullshit, she probably dumped him and he started these rumours….
5.45pm
There was some commotion in the office but I was not sure what.
I saw Mr Lau walk into the office together with the IT guy Jacob hurriedly.
I saw a few staff whispering at their desk.
Then there was a email prompt.
I opened it and I immediately recognised the person in the photo.
Her face was not shown but her body, I knew every inch of that body by heart.
I had touched every inch, caressed every part.
I knew who it is even with the face cropped away.
Then there was more commotion. Internet access was cut off in the office.
We were all locked out of our computers and staff were told to pack up and go home.
Sandy :Eh eh.. eh… you saw the mail ?? is it her ??? Look like her leh… the figure… the hair…
James : You can tell meh ?? Also look like you what… you all about the same…
Sandy gave me an irritated poke.
Sandy : but…but… I know Terry…. This is his doing…
I eyed Sandy as her eyes met mine, and I could tell something was bothering her.
James : Terry did this to you too ? the photos…
She hesitated for a while before she nodded.
Sandy : He had… videos… pictures… everything…
I sighed and massaged my head.
My phone beeped and it was Belinda.
She had left the office and asked if I was free to meet her for dinner.
I heard Jacob stay announced something about cleaning up undesirable emails to the office and I could hear Mr Lau shouting for Terry from where I stood.
8.00pm
I met up with Belinda at Toa Payoh interchange.
We ate at a coffee shop we used to frequent.
James : What was that man… you let him do that to you ??
Belinda : I was blindfolded…. I didn’t know…until he showed them to me after…. I made him delete it !!!… there was more… but he insisted on keeping 1 or 2 for remembrance….
After dinner, we sat down at a bench in the middle of the town center and watch people walk by without a word.
15 minutes later I asked what was she thinking.
Belinda : Terry wants me to quit…. he’s doing this to force me….but the more he wants me to leave, the more i want to stay…..
She sighed and added.
Belinda : Now it’s just a matter of Whether to get fucked once by a old man or multiple times by young one…..
James : You are kidding right…
Belinda : Of course I’m kidding…
I heaved a sigh of relieve, for a moment I thought she was really considering going down that path.
I sent Belinda back to her mum’s place, stopping a block away in case we bump into familiar faces. Neither of us said anything but it’s something we both had in mind.
We had no intention to complicate our relationship further. We don’t want to give anyone false hopes that we’re getting back together.
Nothing happened over the weekend and the uneasy peace made me felt uneasy.
9th Jan 2012
Monday
12pm
Belinda and I were called into the office with Mr Lau and Mr Liew the moment we stepped into office at 9am.
After a gruelling 3 hour meeting and a conference call with Rasid, we had our work set out for us.
Nothing was mentioned about what happened when we were in Dubai but Mr Lau wanted to speak with Belinda in private.
2pm
My team received an email that Belinda would be transferring over to our team. She would be reporting to Mr Liew with immediate effect.
I heard some murmurings between Hakim and Sandy before Alex joined in.
Even Uncle Tong rolled his chair over to the group, talking softly among themselves.
My phone rang and Mr Liew called me into his office.
Mr Liew : What is this ?? You have any idea ???
James : I think they broke up…. They quarrelled in Dubai… It looked quite ugly…. That’s all I knew.
Mr Liew : This better not be some shit ploy to spy on us or some shit…. How childish can this office get ?
I did not give a reply.
5pm
Mr Liew met with Mr Lau for over an hour before calling a meeting of our own including Belinda.
Mr Liew : Ok. Guys…. Ermm.. I’m sure you have a lot of questions at the moment but here’s the brief summary of what is going on.
He pointed at Belinda, saying that she would be joining us permanently and our team would be dedicating 50% of our time to work on the Dubai project.
Mr Liew : It’s a decent project, the fees are ok . I’m sure we can handle it on top of what we have on our hands… there’s just a small problem….
He sighed and said that Terry would be helming another team and both offices will be working concurrently on the project.
Mr Liew : 2 options… those fucking arabs love options…. 1 from us… 1 from Terry…May the best one win….
He went a little into specifics before saying that once the scheme is confirmed, whoever won would take the lead but the main person who is coordinating the whole project will still be Belinda and me as requested by the client.
Mr Liew : In the meantime, we are all starting at the same line…. Belinda…
I saw him hold back a sneer as he tried to keep his tone professional.
Mr Liew : You will come up with 1 option on your own…you have no other projects on hand… it should not be hard….
I wanted to throw up at what he did.
Mr Liew made no attempt to hide his contempt for Belinda, after all they quarrelled pretty often over other issues and projects, not to forget, Belinda took a few projects right from under his nose.
This kind of “Xim Pear” loosely translated into “heart problems” via Hokkien, will not go away easily. There is bound to be some discontentment. Something you cannot simply shake your hands, say sorry and expect things to go back to normal.
Sure, Belinda was under Terry’s team when she took the projects but one thing is clear. Terry is shit, so the person helming the team that took Mr Liew’s project is actually Belinda. Yes, she has what it takes to be a threat to Mr Liew.
What would you do if something like this happens to you ?
As long as you are a working adult, I’m sure you know the kind of feeling I’m talking about.
We’re talking about stirring up a big pot of shit and hoping it doesn’t spill over, and I was not surprised Mr Liew started churning the ladle already.
Mr Liew : Belinda … is experienced, very good with her work…. She won a few projects over from us not too long ago…
I almost wanted to roll my eyes at Mr Liew but managed to calm myself down.
Belinda just stared at the whiteboard. She knew better than to speak up.
Mr Liew : So anything you need, ask her… she can do everything…
I saw Hakim sniggering while Sandy rolled her eyes at me as Mr Liew spent another 5 minutes stirring shit.
Mr Liew : Any questions ?? good….. please….get back to work..
Before I left he held me back for a private word.
Mr Liew : I don’t trust her, leave her on her own… I don’t care if she drowns or quit…. Our team is fine without her… you get what I’m saying….
I nodded.
Mr Liew : Ok good… I have a few trips coming up… this is in your hands James… I’m looking at Cambodia, there’s some lobangs over there my friend introduced….
9th March 2012
Friday
10.30pm
Over the next 2 months, we worked on the schemes as much as we could. Belinda had no support from my team. Even if there were, it was minimal but she did not let it faze her.
So what if no one helps her ? All the more she wanted to proof that she could do it.
I stayed back 3 times a week to help her without her asking. She asked me to leave but I ignored her. Together, we refined both the proposals. We planned our work carefully so it doesn’t contradict each other.
James : You do know there’s a chance that Mr Liew would not even show your work right….
Belinda said she knew that the day she started working on it.
Belinda : I won’t be surprised if it ends up in the recycle basket…
Still, she gave it her best shot. There was no shortcut from Belinda, it’s not in her character. If she wanted to do something, she would go all the way.
Nothing went well for Belinda in the office. Terry’s mail with Belinda’s picture painted her to be the ultimate office slut who would sleep with anyone. A couple of Pinoy and Indians made their move on Belinda but she told them to fuck off, all the more reinforcing the rumour she’s some spicy slut bitch who only sleeps with the boss.
I could tell she was affected by it but she refused to let it show.
Everyday I would see her walk into the office, head held high acting like she was not bothered with the way other colleagues look at her but in fact it was the exact opposite.
I knew this would be something she bottled up within her until one day she could no longer suppress her feelings and explode.
Belinda ate her lunch alone most of the time.
My team refused to eat with her, after all she did make some of their efforts go down the drain when she won over some jobs.
When I asked her to have lunch, she would say it won’t be nice if I was seen with her.
James : I’m asking as your husband… not your colleague…
That statement took Belinda by surprise that day, she agreed and we had a simple meal at a café.
Terry, on the other hand had within a short span of 2 months, built up a team of 8, a totally new team he formed just to take us on. He lead the team personally and it was staffed with all foreigners.
I heard from Sharon that she would have preferred if Terry got interns for the project.
Sharon : They look like they don’t know what they’re doing…. Their resumes also so so only…. Nothing impressive. Waste money….
Terry came over pretty often and he was hitting on Sandy pretty aggressively too.
Terry : Lately never see pictures of you and your rich coward boyfriend… where is he… har ? real one or not…. So many months still don’t dare to show face….. no balls….KNN…
He would make this kind of statements while browsing through files and stuff within earshot of the whole team.
If you think that was bad, what he said around Belinda was a hundred times worst.
Terry : Aiyah…how come got some weird pussy smell… like never wash properly like that…. I think overused already…
James : HEY!… you’re disturbing the office… you want to act in a drama or a play please head back to your own office…
Terry : Fuck off la…. You think you lusting over a swan is it…. Haha… it’s some rotten piece of Chee bye I tell you… haha…
This is how fucking childish Terry can get.
On one particular occasion when there was a thunderstorm and Belinda came into the office drenched. She removed her jacket and was wiping herself dry when Terry came over with a cup of hot coffee in his hands.
Terry : Wah… so wet ah…. Must be a lot of people service you…. Ask them cum properly la… all over like that how to work… haha…
He’s mad. Don’t you think for someone to make such a crude statement needs to be checked by a healthcare professional ?
I mean come on, you’re like what, in your 40s and this ??
Sometimes I really don’t know what these people are thinking.
The team has pretty much gotten use to Terry’s theatrics but that day something snapped in Uncle Tong.
WHAM !!
He slammed the table so hard that Terry jumped a little and spilled some of his coffee onto himself.
Fuck even I almost squeeze out a bit of my pee as I look at him all flushed at his face glaring at Terry.
He pointed a finger full of wrinkles at Terry and said something that made everyone gasp in surprise.
Uncle Tong : You !! …FUCK OFF from this office !!.. I have never seen someone so rude and childish as you Terry… !!
The outburst gave Terry a shock as well and it took him 3 seconds to recover and rebuked Uncle Tong.
Terry : Don’t think just because you are an old staff you can talk to me this way…. Don’t forget you are an employee !!!
Uncle Tong : I didn’t…. I think it’s you….who forget you are a man…yet you still wuss around here like a pussy after being dumped.
Terry was so mad he almost wanted to throw his cup at Uncle Tong but Hakim stood up and clapped.
Hakim : Woot !! ..Woot!! Bagus la Uncle Tong… WOOT!!
That outburst earned a few sniggers and I could see Sharon running out with a gleeful look on her face as she waited for more drama to unfold.
Alex stood up and in a dramatic manner, stood to attention and salute Uncle Tong before bursting into laughter together with Hakim.
Even Sandy covered her mouth as she sniggered and not to forget Belinda, she too was a little surprised at the outburst but as she dried her hair with crumbling bits of tissue, nothing could describe the look of gratitude on her face.
Terry : You watch out…!..
He stormed out of our office as cheers and jeers erupted for a good 5 seconds.
Belinda gave Uncle Tong a slight nod as she bit down on her lips and got back to her work.
12th March 2012
Monday
12pm
Omar and Rasid would be arriving on the 17th Saturday night and they wanted the presentation on Sunday morning, the 18th . Their schedule is pretty tight, they wanted to get it all over with by mid noon on Sunday.
The date, 18th of March is also our company’s dinner and dance. It’s the founding day the company and an events company was hired to do all the preparations for the dinner together with the theme and games.
We were informed about the theme that day, it was supposed to be some back to school party. Come dressed in your old school uniforms or some shit.
Most of the staff were excited except the 2 teams that still had a presentation on that morning.
Now as with all presentations, we would print countless copies of reports, presentation boards and we would have a scaled model.
My team has 2 options, So everything would be multiplied by 2.
A function room has been booked at M hotel, a short distance away from our office for convenient sake and Omar and Rasid would be staying there for the trip.
Now, simple math. With the number of people working on my proposal, of course we finished it well ahead of time.
By Thursday night, everything is ready. Mr Liew flew off to Cambodia, saying that he would be back on early Sunday morning, still in time for the presentation
Everyting is Printed, binded and sealed.
All set to go.
I even called the courier company to send a van down to so we can load everything up and send it over on Friday afternoon so we can set everything up.
Belinda though is running a little late.
I stayed back on Thursday night to help her and only at 5am Friday morning did we finish compiling everything. This time round, we kept everything under lock and key.
Besides locking the meeting room, our proposals were loaded into 2 large boxes, each about the size of your average coffee table. They were sealed shut and labelled.
Mine is labelled James and Belinda has her name on hers.
Nothing could go wrong.
Or so we thought.
16th March 2012
Friday
4pm
It was drizzling the whole day and it looked like it’s going to continue well into the night. Weather report says the skies should clear up by the late evening.
I called the courier company several times but no one answered the phone. Only at 5pm did the manager call me back saying they had some issues on their end and they would not be able to deliver our stuff.
James : What the fuck are you talking about….. then where am I going to find someone to do it ??!!! It’s FRIDAY Evening !!… don’t you even have a vehicle left ???
I even told him I could wait well past office hours.
James : It’s a fucking short drive, not even 5 minutes… what difficulty are you talking about ??
I was so fucking pissed with the company that I slammed down the phone. I cannot imagine the office has been using this company for the past few years. Everyone looked at me as I tried to think of a solution.
My blood was still boiling when I saw several staff from that very courier company came into the office but they went towards Terry’s wing and started moving his presentation stuff out.
James : Fuck…
That pretty much explains everything.
As if that was not enough, I saw Terry casually strolling out from the pantry , smirking like a typical fucker you would love to punch in the gut. He walked slowly past us, sipping his coffee as if he did not have a single thing to worry about in the world.
I tried a few other companies on the phone that we had dealt with but it was too late for them to arrange any dispatch over to us by then. I had this feeling that Terry too had a hand in that.
James : It’s only a few blocks away, we will walk if we have to…. Just push everything over or something…
I could hear Terry snigger as he hovered near Belinda.
Terry : Aiyoh… all the hard work…. Don’t get to present…. Poor thing…
He directed his statement at Belinda before walking away. He too was aware of the 2 proposals and that Belinda was made to work without support for hers. Nothing would make him happier to see her effort go down the drain.
5.45pm
James : Ok… fuck it… we’ll walk…
Hakim : James… sorry ah… I need to fetch my mum later… and it’s raining…
Sandy raised up her hands too saying that she was supposed to pick up her parents from the airport later that evening.
I turned to Alex who recently got a girlfriend and he admitted he has a date.
Belinda said she would help me do it.
Uncle Tong offer to help as well.
James : It’s too much stuff…. We need Alex and Hakim…
I took a deep breath as I spied Terry sniggering at a corner, listening to us. It was as if our desperation is giving him some unexplained form of pleasure.
James : There’s still time…. We’ll meet back here tomorrow at 10 in the morning… it’s the weekend…. Tanjong Pagar would be quiet …. We can just push everything over…and set it up…. .Everyone ok ??
Everyone nodded and agreed.
Our office is seriously a few blocks away from M hotel.
I was even considering making a few trips on my own, perhaps call a cab or something then do it bit by bit but in the end I decided to just do it the next day. I don’t want to risk removing the reports and misplacing some documents along the way.
6.15pm
I was still at my desk when my phone rang.
It was Alex.
James : Yes ??
Alex : James… I need to talk to you… can you come to the lobby ??
James : What’s wrong ??
He said he needed to talk to me urgently and I quickly rushed down to meet him.
Alex explained that he was taking a dump on a different floor. Something that I would do too if I want an extended toilet break. There’s nothing more awkward than taking a long smelly dump on your office floor only to bump into someone you know when you come out of the cubicle.
Alex : I went to the 6th floor to take a dump …. And while inside the cubicle… I heard Terry talking to his team…
James : What was it… ??
Alex : He…. He gather a few of them back tomorrow morning… they’re….. they’re supposed to make sure some accident happen along the way when we send the stuff over.
James : WHAT ? are you sure??
Alex nodded his head.
Alex : I heard them clearly… they did not know I was inside the handicap cubicle at the end…they probably thought no one would go down so many floors to shit. …
James : What kind of accident ?
Alex : Accidental push, knock, bicycle, anything, water, drinks, coffee…. He said anything. Just as long as they do it…
James : You got to be shitting me.
Alex : He shook his head. I’m not… I think this office is mad…. I’m thinking of finding another place to work as it is…
I calmed Alex down and told him not to worry.
I will think of a plan.
I went back up to the office and I told Belinda what Alex told me.
Belinda : I’m not surprised…. He plays dirty… let’s move up the schedule …. Catch them off guard…
I shook my head.
James : They won’t be that stupid…they will be waiting for us.
I called up google map on my screen and looked at that pathetic stretch of road that led from our office to M hotel.
It’s a straight forward route.
A bit of Cantoment road, then from Lim Teck Kim road all the way down to Bernam Street and to M hotel.
That’s it.
That’s just it.
I’m sure some of you would have driven or walked along the same stretch before. It’s just a short walk.
I sighed and went into the meeting room to look at the 2 trolleys loaded with our hard work for the past couple of months.
One person can push the trolley but someone would need to help if there was any steps or bumps along the way. Not to forget if some fucker decides to come too close and play punk, another one would need to fend him off.
Why not call the police you say ?
What do I tell them ?
Hello hello Mr police… I going to push some boxes to hotel to meet client but I scare got people come and disturb me… how ar ? And the people is from my same office… can help me ?
I massaged my forehead again as I looked at the never ending rain.
I set up a wasapp group for all of us and brought forward the meeting time the next day to 9.30am
Everyone agreed after being notified of the situation that Terry would be playing dirty.
17th March 2012
Saturday
5 am
I was up and in the shower by 5am. I could not sleep. Anger festered slowly in my head the entire night and sleep came and went in bits and pieces.
I looked at myself in the mirror and wondered why people like Terry exists in this world. Are they placed here solely to test other people’s patience ?
Rich fucker who goes to some good school with a rich father.
Taking a deep breathe, I reminded myself that life is never fair.
We don’t get to choose the hand that was dealt to us, but we have every god dam right to choose how we want to play that hand.
It’s like poker, or Dai Dee, getting shitty cards doesn’t mean you will lose. It’s how you play the game.
The game everyone of us play everyday from the moment we wake up.
So what if I need to run after a bus ?
So what if I need to squeeze in a train that doesn’t move sometimes ?
So what if I need to crank up the 9 year old car hoping the spark plug ignites the engine so I can send my kids to school or my parents to the market ?
These are the cards we have and we fucking play it as it is everyday.
I will not let Terry ruin this for us.
6.15am
I was the first to step into office and I immediately switched on all the lights and went to check on the model.
Everything was ok, intact and I stood over the 2 trolleys.
I removed the 2 labels which separated my box from Belinda. I don’t want anyone to know which one they are protecting.
Belinda came in at that moment and asked me what was I doing.
She looked good that day even though I could see her hair was still wet from the early shower. Belinda wore a pair of grey capris that ended just below her knees, exposing her toned calves and a sleeveless white running singlet. I could see her white sports bra underneath. The cross back straps prominently visible when she turned her back to me.
A pair of sports shoes covered her feet.
I could tell she was in for a fight that morning.
Belinda : Don’t be stupid James… Terry might just want to get back at me… don’t risk it… your proposal is a good one..
James : I felt yours was better…
She did not agree and she insisted on sticking the labels back. Not only did she do that, she used a black market and scribble her name onto the cover of the box.
Belinda : There… fuck Terry… let him have what he wants…. Either way our team is getting this project…
6.30am
Belinda offered to grab breakfast and coffee so I told her I would stay back to look after the stuff.
7.15am
Terry’s men started arriving.
They strolled in casually, looking over at our wing. I know the 2 of them. New hires, Benjan and Apollo, both Filipino.
Terry himself arrived at 7.45am strolling in casually with the usual smirk as he shot a look over to our wing.
8am
Belinda and I ate our breakfast in the meeting room itself as we waited for the rest to arrive.
8.30am
Uncle Tong was the first to arrive, dressed in shirt and pants. He was always dressed in his long sleeve shirts and black work pants no matter the occasion. His hair streaked with white streaks were neatly gelled and combed back with not a strand out of place.
Dignified.
Yes he always had that dignified look, and he carries it well.
That morning he came with a sports bag.
Uncle Tong : Morning…
He said he came early to have breakfast before leaving us in the meeting room after he dropped off his old briefcase. One that had seen better days.
9.00am
By 9am, I could see 6 men from Terry’s team loitering around the office. He himself was seen talking to them in their meeting room.
Alex walked into the room, dressed in black slacks and his combat engineer Polo Tee.
Advance and overcome.
We’ll need that today.
9.15am
Sandy came in her usual Yoga inspired outfit. Black tights and sports shoes but she had on a grey singlet without sports bra, it was just a normal one from what I could see.
9.30am
Hakim walked into the room in a t-shirt, berms and sports shoes,
9.35am
Uncle Tong walked in and the room erupted into cheers.
Hakim : WAH Uncle TONG !!.. TAIJI AH… swee la… haha…
Alex ; Wah… Uncle Tong… teach me leh…
Sandy : Very yandao leh Uncle Tong…
He beamed a wide smile as he finished buttoning up his Taiji outfit. A loose fit garment in off white and he had changed out of his dress shoes into his sports shoes too.
Uncle Tong : I don’t have other exercise clothes… haha..
James : Wah Uncle tong… first time see you in something else besides shirt and pants leh.. hahah..
10am
Everyone settled down and waited for me to give the que to move after checking through we had everything ready.
I could see Terry and his men loitering at the lobby, looking into our meeting room.
Taking a deep breathe, I looked at everyone in the eye before I began.
There was no need for any grand speech.
This is not William Wallace fighting for his freedom.
This is not some Alien race trying to retake their planet from the humans.
This is not some fancy war propaganda film.
There was no need for any of that.
I was nervous.
I really am.
Uncle Tong looked at me, nodding slightly. I don’t know why but that look gave me the much needed confidence I lacked.
Alex gave me a nod, telling me that he’s with us all the way.
Sandy tied up her hair in a pony tail and gave me a wink.
Belinda had a slight smile on her face, the same one that made me fall in love with her many years ago.
Hakim hit his heart twice with his fist before pointing his finger at me.
All eyes outside the meeting room stared at us.
No one moved.
Taking a deep breathe, I nodded my head at everyone in my team.
I placed my fingers around the grip of the 1st trolley and watched as Terry and his men left the reception the moment our group got on our feet.
James : 3 streets…… it’s just 3 streets away…
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