Every
Sunday, after his morning market run, Daddy goes to a support group.
The
attendees are a group of middle-aged men; some business owners, others managing
directors of one company or another.
The meeting
takes place around the kopitiam table and over wan tan mee or pork noodles,
each one of them will share their struggle.
"I have
to cook dinner every night, my wife does nothing!"
"I have
to cook and clean every night. My wife does nothing!"
"I have
to do myself every night. My wife does nothing!"
It becomes a
pissing contest of sorts: a comparison of who amongst them have it the worse.
It's 10am
sharp when all of the attendees' handphones ring simultaneously.
"Yes
dear, yes I am on the way back now."
"No,
it's not the coffee shop you're hearing in the background."
"Yes I
bought you your favorite breakfast. I love you too."
They call
themselves the battered husbands anonymous.
I think they
are just husbands who really love their wives.
#midnightsupperseries
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