The Journey Page #3

He wouldn't let me sleep

in the room with my fiance.

But instead he puts me in here

surrounded by photos of dead people.

Hey, dead people.

Hey, I told you he is a very difficult man.

Just try to please him.

No, because I don't think that's fair.

Why do I have to be the one to compromise?

This man has not even so

much as cracked a smile.

I'm done, Bee.

I just want to leave this

archaic, god forsaken place!

You're behaving like a child.

No, actually Bee, the only

child here is your father.

Like I said, I am done.

Your father is a closed minded bigot!

And I don't know how to tolerate

his conservative backward thinking.

How could you say that about my father.

Since you hate us

traditional people so much.

Just don't get married!

Come on, really?

I mean, getting married to you

and dealing with the old man.

They are two completely different things!

One feels like a no brainer and

the other like pushing sh*t uphill!

So everything is just a joke to you?

I'm a joke, my father is a joke.

Marry is a joke.

And the baby in my stomachache...

...is a joke?

Bee, are you pregnant?

Does it look like I'm joking?

But, how's that possible?

No, look, don't misunderstand me.

I'm just enjoying

being a couple right now.

I don't know if I'm ready

to be a father just yet.

Stroke?

He was fine yesterday,

how did this happen?

Life is so fragile.

He normally keeps his

own saving's passbook.

Somehow he wanted me to

take care of it yesterday.

And wanted to take me to travel in China.

He said that we should

travel when we could.

Or else we might regret

when we can no longer move.

He even said that we can't predict

the future, especially at this age.

Now Zhu is married.

As a father, he should be

able to leave with no regrets.

Where's your son?

He's on his way back from Kuala Lumpur.

Almost here.

I have to take the call.

I want a banquet of at least 50 tables.

Not even one less.

Bee, what did he say?

Low Cheng Boon.

Make sure you got them

right, don't leave anyone out.

Got it.

Choo Chong Meng.

Cheong Dong Kin.

Fatimah.

Lim Kee Huat.

I've told you.

No, because I've compromised

with this banquet dinner.

And now are you seriously asking me

to handle the wedding invitations?

Father has already sent the invitations

to his friends and relatives nearby.

We just need to deliver to

those who living futher away.

Can't you just help?

How far away are we talking?

I mean seriously Bee.

You don't find this

troublesome or excessive?

I mean what about post? What about email?

Or what about SMS?

I mean, you are afraid to

disagree with him, are you?

It's not about fear.

It is Chinese culture.

But it seems to me, you

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