[qissyalynne]

#09 The Nice Co-worker


“Why do you still work here?" he asked, as he drove. Qissya was rather shocked at the question..

"What do you mean?"

"The way he treats you... and also... you need this income meh?" the nice co worker replied, assuring her that he is a nice person who would never try to be sarcastic with her..

Qissya herself was also torn with this decision. No, she didn't need the measly few thousand income. It was not even half a grand at this early stage of her career. She had money, especially since she had not spent a single cent from the wedding benefactor whom she tries to hate. She also managed to hide the money well from her useless husband, a marriage which by now was as good as meaningless.

"Turn left in front. Just tell the guard tower 3." Qissya told him sweetly. She was thankful towards him for offering a lift, the conversation in the car really did help her cool down. He was funny. She liked it, and she was especially thankful because he did not live near her. In fact, he lives on the other side of the island.

"Wow, this place is nice!" he marvelled during the quick turn around the porch and down to the carpark. Qissya directed him to the lift lobby of her block.

"Thank you so much..." Qissya touched and rubbed his shoulder. She didn't know why she did as well, supposing that she was thankful.. or maybe something else..

"Hey wait.. you need to rush back?" he asked, much to Qissya's delight.

"Nope, why?"

"You want to talk more?" he asked... it was still early. almost 8 pm.. "and also, is it possible for me to take a look around your condo?"

"Oh.. yup of course. come come. let me show you around!"

She showed her around the premise. It was a lot of ground to cover, being a gentleman, he also offered to hold her handbag for her. she enjoyed this feeling. It was like dating, in the presence of a nice man. A feeling which she has not felt ever since her wedding day a few months ago.

They walked back towards her block.


"So why do you still want to work for our boss? this place is so nice! I don't mind being a housewife if I live her leh haha."

Qissya was still quiet. She did not know if she should share her true feelings..

Awkward silence for awhile...

"I know why la. Knowing you, you like challenges right... and also you want don't want to be financially dependent?"

Qissya turned to look at him... she was wanted to smile.

"Kind of.. but not the whole story..." she replied softly...

Awkward silence again...

They reached her lift lobby. He passed her handbag back to her so she can retrieve her access card.

"Guess I'll see you tmr?" he asked, hesitantly..

"You want to come upstairs to take a look?" she asked... found the courage somehow.. the boredom and loneliness was pushing her..

"Wah you can read my mind sia! Of course I want to see the view and the design." he answered passionately. He was hoping to mask his excitement with another interest.

The house was big. but somehow, even as she showed him around the house, the balcony, the covered jacuzzi, he walked closely behind her. He liked the fact that she didn't seem to mind either..

"Wow he collects wine?"

"Pretentious idiot only la. just waste money. doesn't even drink it much." Qissya responded with a clear distaste. "Hey you like wine right? want to bring home some bottles?"

"Wah no no. can't la... "

"Just take... my way of thanking you for the lift back..." Qissya tried to choose a bottle for him... "you choose can? I really don't know anything here too.."

He thought the way she said it was rather cute..

"How about I teach you a thing or two? Let's open a bottle and taste?"