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Brunei's Heartbreak Wife
By Ignatius Stephen
The sun rose every morning
and it sank like a red ball of fire into the ocean at the
end of each day.
But the nights were
intolerable. Sitting in the verandah she would look out for
the stars, her gaze taking in a wide sweep of the dark sky.
She hoped to find at least one tiny twinkle.
And if she would find one she
would attach herself to it as a sign of hope, a glimmer of
better days to come. "How long ... How long?" she would
often sigh. She would never admit that her husband had done
anything wrong to deserve such treatment.
And she never imagined that
her married life would be such a crown of thorns so soon.
Yes, her beloved husband whom she married just a few years
ago had done nothing wrong. She was so sure of that. But now
he was in jail and he would remain there for some years. No,
he had not stolen anything. Perhaps the police had arrested
the wrong man.
And now he was languishing in
jail. She would never believe that he was caught redhanded.
She was not aware that her husband was in jail before. He,
as they say, had a record. And now he was in again. But how
was she to know that? To her he was prince charming. And she
would wait for him even if it takes years. And she loved
him. There were many men who would want to go partying with
her.
After all, she was a
beautiful young thing. Lonely and lovely. That was plain to
see. But she spurned them all. She would wait for him. no
matter what. And so the days rolled by and night took its
sleepless toll. Fine wrinkles formed round her eyes.
But she was still a good
looker. No one would think that she was a mother of two. She
had not put on weight like so many of her friends and she
maintained her slim youthful figure. Her husband had
committed theft two years ago and it took some time for the
police to connect him to the crime. However, he was
eventually arrested and charged nevertheless and sent to
prison.
And now she was waiting
for him. The sun will soon shine for her again. But not now.
She will wait however long. And eventually the happy day
arrived sooner than expected. He was with her once again.
Her bliss was complete. The joy she experienced was worth
waiting for. But it was not for long. After a few weeks of
bliss and so much hope, he began to be absent from home. And
the time he was not around became progressively longer.
He came back at odd hours of
the night and slumped into bed without saying anything.
Doubts began to creep in. Her happiness was beginning to
evaporate. Was this what she had sacrificed for so long?
Then one day he just failed to return.
Eventually, she heard that he
was now with another woman. Tears of utter misery welled up
often at the thought of this injustice. Had she not
sacrificed enough? Had she not waited for him all these
while? Now this: It was hard to accept. She was like so many
women in Brunei. Abandoned and without hope. Without hope
because she like many others are not able to get a divorce
easily.
There is so much red tape for
a woman like her in the country to get a settlement so that
they could get on with life. "It is an interminable process.
And there is a horrendous backlog of cases. Many like me
feel discriminated against," she told friends. There is a
serious social problem building up because of I so many
women are left to their own devices by absconding husbands
who either divorce them at the drop of a hat or else just
disappear leaving them in the lurch.
Many are in despair because
there feel no hope and that the dice is heavily loaded
against them. And therein lays the danger.
If the woman is fairly educated, then she would be able to
find decent work and support the children.
If not, that is where the
problem lies. Being uneducated there is the danger of some
to take the easy way out. We do not have prostitution in a
serious way here at the moment. But are we laying the
groundwork for such an eventuality?
At the moment there is a
certain degree of social safety network to catch the
victimised families. There are parents and relatives who
would come to their aid. However, that might not be all the
time as the numbers grow. We have to find a solution.
Brunei's long-suffering women
are blemish. Is there a way to put right the system? That is
the question we will have to solve one way or another. And
the quicker the better.
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