10.33PM.
Am at the Singapore General Hospital, Accidents and Emergency Block.
I am really pissed off at my aunt.
Around 5 or 6 years ago, when your husband collaspe at home, you called my mum, she dropped the housework at home and rushed down to your house.
The doctor made it clear to all of those present that if uncle was sent in late by 2 hours late, he could have been gonecase.
Last year, grandma was being sent into SGH for the first time.
What did you say?
Your sons were too young?
Hospital too much germs?
You have housework?
Lolz, look, do you need reality to slap you in the face before you are even clear that you're being over protective of your sons?
My brother is younger than your younger sons, he travel to and fro home when ahma was in the hospital to visit her you know.
Your elder son is older than me, yet I was the one who brought ahma to the hospital when none of the adults can make it when there was appointments for checkups.
Today, ahma is in the hospital, you and your husband have not even called once even though you know your mother-in-law, your husband's mother is in the hospital.
Are you busy with your housework again?
It's near 11PM.
Housework?
Who're you kidding?
Bitch, you have no idea how much I'd love to slap you in the face you know.
I am sick, down with cough, flu, and here I am, sitting down with my exhausted mum at the hospital.
And there you are, in the comfort of your home, enjoying the warmth of the house.
Is this fair, bitch.
Is this fair?
Don't blame it on us if, touchwood, something screwed up at your house again.
You don't deserve to be helped.
You deserved to be slapped in the face.
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