Lisa is having a good time with her closes friends in the mall. The five of them goes shopping and having cakes and tea. Each of them are working in a different industry thus they don't have any common topic however they like to gossip about love life of other celebrities and their class mates.
"Lisa! Till now you still don't have a boyfriend?!"
"Girl, do you need help?"
"I think you should go to those matchmaking variety shows. I can help to register you on it!"
"No firstly she needs to go on blind dates."
"Wait ladies! I don't need help!"
"You do! Quit saying you don't need help. You need!"
"Yeah you are so shy. Remember in school, that good looking boy ask you out and you go running. What's wrong with him?"
"Well, didn't he become your ex-bf in the end?"
"No he's just a guy that i dated. I like him. Just that he likes Lisa. When we are out on dates, he keeps asking about Lisa and Lisa is my BBF i will choose Lisa over a boy."
"Lisa darling, what is the issue with your love life. Each of us here is either engaged or have a guy or getting marry soon. "
"Well... i am concentrating on my ... career first! After that i can think about the rest. I am still young... young and got time."
"Look Lady, we are getting older. Men don't like older wives. We are not living in the ancient time when the first wife is fine to be older by ten years and those concubines are to be from twelve years of age."
"If we still practise the way the ancient live, we won't be here. We probably won't be friends. "
"Back to the topic, girl you have to grab a man fast! We are coming to the thirty! Time to give birth and have children! Before too late!"
"No darling, the oldest woman who given birth is seventy!"
"O M G! I cannot image!! If i give birth at that age do i have the strength to go after the child?"
"Who know? Now with people conscious about health. We eat healthy and exercise, we might about to go after a baby who is running away."
Lisa and her friend keep talking about a lot of topics around their life. While Simon is alone in his apartment checking online what type of camping cars to get. His friends keep texting on the phone about going clubbing. Finally someone say he wants to go to the gym. Simon immediately ask if he can follow. Soon the rest decided to meet up at a local bar after the guys who are going to the gym.
After the gym, the guys meetup at the local bar. With light music and a drink on hands, the boys who haven't seen each other for awhile talk everything under the sun.
"I just got to know a girl on a vacation. We hang out with each other. Now back here, she message me non-stop. Wow so annoying."
"Well she like you for your money or your face?"
"I don't know. Most likely she like my character."
"Bro, you sure? More like your money!"
"Well i'm not rich like Simon here."
"Yeah rich, handsome, young. Which girl doesn't like?!"
"Unfortunately, i am..."
"NOT available to mingle, am i correct?"
"Yah this man works all day long. When are you getting marry in this state. Say last few years your mother have be organising matchmaking dates for you, how none of those girls catch your eyes?"
"Those girls must be too old looking am i correct? Who wants to marry some old girls?"
"Old but rich, i don't mind."
"These days, age is just a number. Have you seen this influencer who is in her fifties? She looks like in her early thirties. She keep herself young and pretty. Her figure is even, tasty!"
"Probably plastic surgery too."
"Haa i dislike plastic... ugly and nature, i can accept but plastic... let me out."
The night goes on with them blubbering about everything under the sun. Around one in the morning he goes home. Inside his apartment, he is half drunk but still able to drag himself to walk around. He slump on his sofa and stare at the wedding photo. He dig his pockets for his mobile phone. he open the chat messenger and he let his fingers do the typing. He keep sending messages and did not know what he have type. After a while, he falls asleep.
Simon wakes up with his mobile phone ringing non stop. He cannot open his eyes properly. He feel for his mobile phone till he finds that he is sleeping on it. As he can't open his eyes, he can't see the screen for the accept button. Suddenly someone snatch his mobile phone and the phone becomes silence but Simon hear someone shouting on the phone beside his ears.
"Hello, Mr CEO, Mr Han! are you there?"
"Hump... here... why..."
"Aren't you coming to work today?"
"Work... today?"
"Yeah it's already ten in the morning."
"Ten ... morning. I am dying here. So not coming in. I will read email and reply."
"Oh then, i will let HR know. Anything important i will call you. Remember to pick up your calls. Do you need medicine?"
"Noooooo."
"Oh right, go and sleep."
Simon push away the mobile and roll to his side suddenly he realised that he did not accept the call how did it get connected. He force open his eyes and blink a few times turn around and see Lisa switching off his mobile phone.
"Why are you here?"
"You message me last night, don't remember right?"
"I? ..."
"Wait till you are sober. Here drink some water first. Later take a shower. "
"Aren't you going to work today?"
"I have apply for today weeks ago. Going to visit my grandmother."
"Grandmother?"
"Yes, Grandma you hear that right. Now you go sleep on your bed. I am going ..."
"Let me change and drive you ..."
"No. You look terrible."
Oh then i order a cab for you?"
"Fine. Go to bed after this. I make you some instant porridge."
"NO... i don't like instant food. Are you in a hurry?"
"No. I need to go back upstairs to take a bath."
He watch her walk away and he hear the door close in the supply room. He look at his mobile phone and walk to the isle and place the cup on it. He walk to the shower room and take a bath.By the time he comes out with tee shirt and jogger pants, he feels better but still terrible. Simon goes upstairs slowly. Opening the supply room to her apartment, he smell the sweet perfume in the air. He walk to her bedroom and Simon stand at the doorway looking at her. She is putting on very light makeup. Her shoulder length hair is tie up in a small bun with a butterfly with on her bun. She is wearing a dungaree with s short corp tee shirt inside. She turn her head to look at him.