I lied to my dad that it wasn't my sister's account. But he still recognized his foolish youngest son...
3 years ago on a rainy day, my whole family reluctantly sent Ngan off to a foreign country. It wasn't because of poverty that my parents found a way for their daughter to go far away, but because my sister herself wanted to follow her boyfriend to another country to make a living.
That time, my father was very angry with his youngest daughter, but he still drove her to the airport. He also secretly told my mother to put a pack of medicine in Ngan's suitcase because she often got sick.
The plane was delayed for 4 hours, the rain was pouring down and wouldn't stop. My dad kept standing outside the lobby smoking continuously, waiting until his daughter disappeared behind the crowd of people pushing through security before he left.
My father was the type of person who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He never showed any obvious emotions other than his cold, stern face. Whatever love or affection he felt, he kept it all to himself. He hid his pain or fatigue in his heart. The only person who understood him was my mother.
It was even harder for a father to express his feelings to his children. My sister and I grew up mainly in our mother's arms, because our father was often away from home and was not very close to us.
When we were little, Dad used to ask how we were doing in school and what clothes we liked so he could buy them for us. But when my sisters and I grew up and entered puberty, Dad started to keep his distance. He listened to his children's information through his wife, and he also taught his children through his wife.
The only time my father and I talked privately was when I had my first boyfriend. My father asked me seriously and told me a few things. He didn’t say much but each sentence was profound, making me feel both touched and warm.
It was not until my sister started dating that the whole family became really worried. My mother and I tried our best to dissuade her, telling her to end her relationship with that guy the first time we met because he seemed unstable. But she was stubborn, impulsive and reckless. Then suddenly she announced that she would follow her boyfriend abroad to work.
My father was very angry with Ngan. He even threatened to disown her if she chose to follow another man and leave her family behind. She was only 23 years old and did not understand the world. She had been loved and cared for by her family, so she had never experienced hardship.
But in the end, no one dared to force Ngan because they were afraid of her negative reaction. My mother had to tell her to go experience life outside for a while, and if it was difficult, she had to come back home immediately.
The first few months after being away, my sister constantly showed off happy moments with her boyfriend on social media.
This guy wasn't her first love, but she fell head over heels in love with him. He wasn't ugly or bad-tempered, but the problem was that he was a bit impulsive, acted arbitrarily, and lacked a clear sense of responsibility.
Both my mother and I felt that Ngan's boyfriend was quite superficial. If no one said anything, he would just sit there, a bit inattentive and not pay attention to my sister.
Loving someone like that will make my sister suffer, because she will be the one who gives more and doesn't receive much in return.
Because his youngest daughter did not listen to him, my father was very sad. However, he did not show it on his face. He just quietly saw his daughter off to the airport, gave her some money and told her to think of herself and her family first in everything she did.
About 10 months later, my brother returned home. My whole family was shocked because they wanted to get married right away. During the trial period, they did not have any conflicts or disagreements. On the contrary, they seemed to be attached to each other and declared that they could not live without each other.
My mother worriedly asked if Ngan was pregnant. She shook her head and said she just suddenly wanted to get married, and that sooner or later she would have to get married.
My brother’s wedding was quite simple with the participation of relatives and close friends. They only had 3 weeks of vacation so everything was prepared in a hurry. After the wedding, they packed their bags and left without even having time for a honeymoon.
Two months after the wedding, Ngan got pregnant. My parents were so worried that they couldn’t eat or sleep, worrying about their pregnant daughter in a foreign land. Over there, Ngan only knew a few friends from her hometown, and had no relatives like at home. My family called over constantly, just to know that Ngan and her husband were fine and that my sister’s pregnancy was going smoothly.
When Ngan was about to give birth, my family suddenly lost contact with the two children. Everyone was so anxious, for 2-3 days we couldn't call or text Ngan and her husband.
It was a few days later that Ngan texted back and said she was fine. She said she lost her phone and her husband was sick.
On the day of labor, Ngan did not call home. A week after giving birth, she sent home a photo of her newborn baby for my mother to see. My mother was eager to buy a plane ticket to come and take care of her baby and her grandchild, but Ngan stopped her. She said the medical service there was good, she and her baby were taken care of very thoughtfully, and she had insurance so it wouldn't cost much.
After that, I felt that something was different about my sister. She stopped updating her social media accounts regularly. When my family asked, she said she was busy taking care of her children and had no time. Her brother-in-law was also nowhere to be seen. Ngan said that her husband had to work more to earn money to support his wife and children.
They didn’t come home for Tet last year. My parents were sad but didn’t know what to do. Everyone in the family had their own work or health problems so they couldn’t visit their sister. She said she found a new job at a nail salon, it was a bit hard but the salary was good, enough to cover living expenses and raise the children.
Everything was going smoothly, making me think that Ngan's personal life was stable. Occasionally, she sent photos of her picnics, flower viewing, and beautiful photos of her daughter with her husband's back. She always said everything was fine, nothing was wrong. However, the truth about the word "fine" was exposed after my parents accidentally watched a short video online.
Last night after dinner, my mother sat down and scrolled through her phone like usual. She pulled her husband down to sit next to her to watch some funny videos. A while later, while I was washing the dishes, my mother suddenly called me out. Seeing her confused face, I looked at her phone to see what was making my parents worried.
That was a comment below a video by a young single mother living in Japan. The original text was: "Try your best, I'm also a single mom. My husband passed away suddenly while I was about to give birth, so I understand how you feel. No matter how much pain you endure, try to overcome it for the sake of your child."
The account that wrote the comment is named NganDu0911. I had a feeling something was wrong, so I clicked on this person’s personal page to see if there were only 2 videos posted. When I opened it to watch, both my parents and I were surprised to realize that the child in the video looked very much like our grandchild.
We have never met her in person, only seen her in pictures and on video calls. Could that be my sister's account? Her real nick is not this one, could it be a stranger with the same name?
Thinking about it, I felt silly myself. The account name was exactly the same as my sister's name, and the number 0911 was the same as my nephew's birthday. But if that was true, then my brother-in-law had passed away, why didn't Ngan say anything and my family didn't know?!? We weren't close to our in-laws because we lived far away from each other. However, if my brother-in-law had passed away, there was no reason for the family not to inform us. This was completely unreasonable.
My mother trembled and told me to call my sister. After nearly ten calls, she didn’t answer. I checked carefully and saw that she had been offline for 7 hours. She must be sleeping, because there was a big time difference on the other side. Suddenly, my heart was filled with bitterness. Could it be that my sister had become a widow at only 24 years old?
I was also feeling anxious and confused, but I still tried to reassure my parents that maybe this was someone else with the same name as my sister. Dad was silent and did not answer. A long time later, I heard him mumble in the corner, choking up: “There is no one else named Du Ngan like her, I named her myself…” .
Du Ngan means having plenty of money, it is my father's wish for his daughter to be prosperous all her life. This name is so unique and strange. Is there a second person in the world with the same name as my sister?...
Source: https://giadinh.suckhoedoisong.vn/vo-tinh-thay-dong-binh-luan-tren-doan-video-la-bo-me-toi-nga-quy-khi-biet-con-gai-ut-da-thanh-goa-phu-tu-lau-172241203090216148.htm
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