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Divorced Six Times & Only 25 Years
By Ignatius Stephen
Bandar Seri Begawan - She was only 25.
But she was already married six times and divorced. Her seventh
romance has just begun. Perhaps she will marry again soon.
The man had
promised this time to love her forever and never leave her.
We were sitting in
a cafe talking. I had met her by chance. She was beautiful. Her near
perfect figure belied the fact that she had four children: All by
different husbands.
She was taking
photographs just outside when I first spotted her, My curiosity was
aroused. She was perhaps a fellow journalist, I thought.
"Come in and have a
coffee," I said. It was hot outside and the morning sun was intense.
She accepted. We
discussed many things. She was an architect's assistant. Her job was
to take photos of buildings and to prepare for submission to the
authorities together with the proposed alterations.
"My last husband
who was my sixth left me after nine months. I am now 25 going on
26.1 do not know where he is. He was from Sarawak. He was an
offshore oil worker," she explained.
"I was only 17 when
I first married. It ended in divorce too. We were too young then. We
did not know what we were getting into, I suppose. It was well and
truly finished just after a year. It was extremely traumatic at that
time" she recalled.
"I have a son by
that marriage. He is now eight years old. After the breakup I never
thought of getting another husband.
"But life is full
of surprises and love is so unexpected.
"I met my second
husband a year later. He said he was a businessman. He seemed to
have a lot of money. He bought me chocolates and roses. And he
phoned me every day.
"I was reluctant to
succumb to his advances at first. I did not want to experience the
pain of heartbreak yet again.
But he was
persistent. And he was generous and appeared to be kind and
considerate. At last I fell for him. We got married. It was my
second but troubles began soon after.
"I soon found
everything was an illusion. He did not, in fact, have much money. He
was in the habit borrowing cash from anyone he could find.
"My life became
unbearable with creditors knocking at my door day and night. There
was nothing for food or for daily necessities. I contributed
whatever I could from my small salary. But that was not enough. Gone
apparently forever was the nice guy image. He became rude and
abusive. He got even worse after my daughter was born.
"Then out of the
blue he came one day and said he wanted a divorce. I did not object.
Life was a living hell. It was not easy, but I said yes after
consulting my parents."
She and her two
young children moved into her parent's home in Jalan Muara soon
after that. She continued to work hard in order to feed her children
and for a time she was happy. She felt free.
By this time she
was spending a lot of time in the office. There was plenty to do.
She had a male colleague who was always cooperative and helpful with
her work and soon love blossomed. Long hours together, in the office
after everyone had gone, had obviously done it this time.
That was perhaps
the happiest time of her life when she married her third husband.
But how was she to
know that he eventually would turn out to be intensively jealous?
He would watch her
every move. And then unexpectedly he would turn violent. He would
beat her up for no apparent reason. He frequently accused her of
having affairs with other men even though there was not an ounce of
truth.
The end was
obvious: Another divorce.
She had other
husbands after that and more children. But in the end divorces for
the men had been an easy way out of their obligations.
But she is not
alone in this. There are many young women in the country facing
similar situation in the country. Some thing has gone obviously
wrong with our social set up.
Yes, what has gone
wrong with our current society?
It is a question
that surely deservers further thought. And urgently so. Because the
children of these unstable marriages are going to be a problem soon.
Serious crimes and other undesirable aspects could soon become
apparent if matters are left unattended.
Some abandoned
women and their children could take refuge-with their parents or
with close relatives. But many may not be so fortunate, especially
so if they are not so schooled and are unable to fend for
themselves.
In the current
scheme of things the torturous process of getting maintenance and
upkeep is not just worth the expense and the trouble.
At this rate we
will soon have children begging in the streets or foraging in the
rubbish dump. A time bomb is awaiting explosion.
If we are not
careful, devastative social ills will be on the rise. And that is
one headache we can do without.
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