Gave her the money..

After some thought, I finally gave the auntie and uncle the money back. It was hard, but someone had to do it. So I asked my CI to help. Heh..She did most of the talking. With her sweet gentle voice, she managed to convince them that I didnt need the money. Ya right...

So I gave them the money and thank god they werent hurt or anything. I thought everything was over. But no..she went down to the kopitiam and bought me spring chicken, seafood platter, 3 piece chicken wings and 2 packs of french fries. Looking at my size she tought I could finish all those. Once again, the pleading for me not to have it started but she kept pestering me to eat. Fine, nothing wrong with eating food that people give..until I learnt that the food was'nt HALAL. In the end the staff ate them. Im not being bitter. It's ok. It's just to show that they are appreciative people. And that's fine enough for me. Before we all went off for our much awaited weekends, we shook hands with the patients as they were gonna get discharged by Sunday. Im gonna miss all of them including the natural choc fudge uncle. Boohoo..

So this is a story of a 50 bucks that could change into food that isnt halal..