Chapter 2: Jennie's Mission
Jennie's House
Jennie sat alone on the old couch, staring blankly to the ceiling of her small house. Could she call her place as a house? It didn't look like one but she was lucky that at least she had a place for shelter. What did everyone expect the houses in slum area could be? Of course they wouldn't be far from perfect to be called home. The house she used to stay consisted of two rooms, a small part where she could consider being the kitchen and fortunately, she had a bathroom in the house too. Million thanks to the owner of the not-so-called-house, Jimin. She rented the house from that squid and lived with her one and only younger sister, Ningning.
Pondering on what had happened to her, it was indeed a bad day for Jennie. She lost her money and entangled by a 'fateful' incident, she bumped into an arrogant yet closefisted girl! Jennie admitted that she made a wrong move but then she had no choice and again, why that girl got to be so boastful and annoying?
"Penny for your thoughts, Unnie?" Ningning's voice brought Jennie back to reality. The younger girl just got home from school.
"Done with your class today? I supposed you shouldn't be home right now?" Jennie asked. The clock struck 3:00 p.m. and Ningning would usually come home late in the evening. It was rather unusual to have her at home around this early hour.
"Oh, yes. The lecturer cancelled our class for today." Ningning nodded. She put her bag on the coffee table and threw herself beside Jennie. Jennie knew what the younger one will do; she willingly let her lap to be Ningning's pillow.
"How was your school? Is everything fine?" Jennie asked. She caressed Ningning's hair carefully. The love of an elder sister flew in her touch.
"The teacher asked for the fees." Ningning sighed. "I got to earn extra money this month." She added.
"I wish I can help you." Guilt enveloped the elder sister. Ningning was doing a part time job after her class in order to support their living. Jennie realized that Ningning shouldn't do that yet she couldn't help much.
"It's fine Jennie Unnie. It isn't a big deal." Ningning tried to cheer up the situation.
"I'm sorry.." Jennie gave a faint smile to Ningning. Jennie was jobless. It was not because she didn't want to work but none of the employee out there wanted to hire her. Jennie didn't have a good education background. She didn't even have the opportunity to finish her study. She quit from school and gave the chance for Ningning to pursue her studies. The current job she had worth only a small portion of their expenses. Eventually, the monthly earning they had wasn't enough to meet the demand of their need.
"There's nothing to apologise." Ningning cut Jennie before she could say anything more. "You're the most amazing sister I have on this wolrd." Ningning knew it right that Jennie had sacrifice a lot for her.
I'll find a way to change our life." Jennie assured it to Ningning. The two siblings stared into each other eyes, building a silence understanding. The gazes gave them courage and the most important thing was, they still have each other to rely on, to share the love and to face any obstacles in their life.
"Something is bothering you right?" Ningning suddenly remembered that Jennie didn't answer her question earlier.
"I had a bad day, today." Jennie rolled her eyes. Her argument with the arrogant girl kept flashing in her mind. How could she forget Lalisa Manoban?
"What happened to you?" Ningning was all curious.
"I met this haughty lesbian and she ruined my day." Jennie scoffed. The name of Lalisa Manoban came across her mind. Jennie remembered vividly how Lalisa Manoban kept insulting her as a poor girl. If it wasn't because the girl has helped her, she would surely crush Lalisa Manoban into pieces.
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