Tea Leaves and Purple Robes

Good News, Boyfriend, and Intervention

Match Seven: Good News, Boyfriend, and Intervention:

-Ju-

This morning, I woke up to an odd text message from Tina. Hm? I tapped the screen. I became puzzled at first. There was a picture of a little pink plus sign. I narrowed my eyes.

“What the…?” I asked. I scrolled down on the message. My eyes widened at the next part of the text.

“Twenty-four weeks.”

It didn’t take long to put it all together. I gasped and called her up.

“Hello?” Tina asked.

“You’re pregnant?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said. We squealed like little high school girls over the phone.

“Congratulations!” I said.

“Twenty-four weeks along,” she said. “I waited until I was a few weeks along.”

“I’m so happy for you,” I said. In a way, it was kind of strange. Tina actively said that she didn’t want any children. A confused look came over my face.

“What changed your mind?” I asked.

“It just happened, really,” Tina said.

“It’s Brandon’s, isn’t it?”

“Yep.”

I whistled. “You finally got him to settle down.” I quickly looked around my living room as if Yao and Jing were listening.

“How did you do it?” I asked. Tina giggled over the other line.

“Secret,” she said. I narrowed my eyes.

“Do you think it will hold?” I asked.

“I’m damn well going to try,” Tina said after a beat. I didn’t know how to feel about that. But I was sure Tina could do that.

“How are you and Jing?” she asked. That question brought me back into reality.

“Oh, good, good,” I said. “He’s sleeps really well and he looks so cute.”

“I will have to come see you all one day,” Tina said. “I’m sorry that I haven’t kept up with you.” I smiled and shook my head.

“No, it’s fine,” I said. “It’s been crazy here lately.”

“Are you fine this weekend up?” Tina asked.

“Of course,” I said. “Where do you want to meet up?”

“The usual spot?”

I raised my eyebrow. “Which usual spot?”

“That restaurant near the bookstore.”

“You mean the fancy one?”

“That’s right. I’m paying this time. Bye-bye.” Tina hung up before I could argue back. I frowned at my phone. Why does she have to do this? She never lets me pay.


Tina wasn’t the only one with good news.

My doorbell rang.

“Coming!” I shouted. I rushed over to the door. My heart jumped when I looked out the peep hole. Mei stood outside with a man by her side. My eyes lit up as I opened the door.

“Mei!” I said. “It’s so good to see you!” She and I bowed.

“How are you?” Mei asked.

“Great,” I said. “And you?”

“I am doing good,” my dear friend said. I turned to the man standing next to her. The man towered over her. His hair was dyed light brown and cut in a messy way. His ears were pierced. He had on jeans and black t-shirt.

“Oh and who is this?” I asked. Mei wrapped her arms around the tall man.

“This is Longwei,” she said. “My boyfriend.” I gasped as I covered my mouth.

“Boyfriend?” I asked.

“Sup?” he asked.

“Uh… so nice to meet you,” I said. I bowed again. “Care to come in?”

“Duh!” Mei said. “Why would you ask?” She and Longwei followed me into the house.

“How’s that baby?” Mei asked.

“Great,” I said. “Jing’s upstairs asleep.”

“Ah, I see,” she said. I smiled to myself.


We all sat in my living room.

“Can I get you some tea?” I asked.

“No, we aren’t staying long,” Mei said. “We have to go and meet my parents.” I had a stunned look on my face.

“That serious, huh?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she said. Wow. Mei usually just casually dated. She could get the boys that she wanted. I remembered that she had a string of guys that she dated during high school. It was rare for her to have a listing relationship. I guess she was putting out her feelers for the right one.

Mei frowned back in present day.

“Dad’s going to be cool with it,” she said. “But that old cow…” Mei squished up her face and narrowed her eyes.

“‘How could someone so fat like you get a boyfriend?’” she asked, imitating her mother. She went normal and frowned.

“Pisses me off,,” she muttered. Longwei patted her hand.

“It’s okay,” he whispered. Mei shook her head.

“That woman is a nightmare, baby,” she said. “You have no idea.”

“I could talk to her for you,” I spoke up. Mei shook her head.

“You know that won’t work,” she said. “She’ll listen to you and chuck all of that out the window.” I thought about that for a moment before I nodded.

“True,” I said. “True.” Mei perked up.

“But first, I had you to meet him,” she said.

“You don’t need my permission to date him,” I said. Mei put her arm around his shoulders.

“I know,” she said. “I still wanted to.”

“I’m flattered,” was all that I could say. Mei broke into a huge grin.

“Do you mind if I sit and prepare myself to introduce my honey dad and that woman?” she asked. I smiled and shrugged.

“No, not at all,” I said.

“Thank you,” she said. We just sat there for the rest of the visit.


I was alone again after Mei and Longwei left. But that didn’t last long.

My phone rang again.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Ju? Is Yao in?” I heard a woman ask. “I can’t seem to reach him on his phone.” A confused look came over my face.

“Vietnam?” I asked. “Yao isn’t home right now. Are you okay? Is there something wrong?” There was a pause on the other line.

“Well…” she mumbled.

“It’s okay, you can tell me,” I said. There came another pause over the other line.

“Take your time if you have to,” I added. Vietnam took a deep breath over the other line.

“It’s Im Yong,” she said. “Something seems to be wrong with him.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“I really should wait until Yao gets back,” Vietnam said in a whisper.

“It’s fine,” I insisted. “Let me help you.” There came another pause.

“Do you want to come over and talk?” I asked. “I can make you some tea.” Vietnam hesitated at first.

“I would feel better if I was talking to Yao about this,” she said. “I don’t mean any offense by that.” I shook my head.

“No, it’s fine,” I insisted. “Tell you what, I don’t know when he’s coming back. But you can come by and wait with in the house. Besides, I don’t think you’ve been by to see the baby yet.”

“Well, I could stop by and look at Jing for a bit,” Vietnam finally said.

“Great, I will see you in a few,” I said. “Goodbye.” I hung just as Jing started crying.

“Coming dear,” I said. I shoved my phone into my pocket and made my way up the stairs.

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