Chapter 2 - Not A Grab Car... (1/2)

Finland was an orphan. She was raised by her grandmother on the outskirts of Jakarta until four years ago when she went to university. Her mother died when she was 10 years old and she never knew her father.

Her beautiful mixed-bred appearance, her weird name, and her pauperism made her a bullying target in school. It was as if looking mixed and being poor is a crime. She had to endure everything alone because she had no parents to protect her.

When Finland was accepted to study at NTU four years ago on a scholarship, she moved to Singapore and lived in a dormitory. She tried to forget her life in Indonesia and started anew. She only went home several times to visit her grandmother.

Last week her grandmother passed away and Finland flew home for the last time. She was now alone. It had been a very tough week and Finland was still grieving when she returned to Singapore.

She had all her remaining worldly possessions from her grandmother's old place in her two suitcases. She did not know if she would ever return to Indonesia. If only she hadn't carried those two pieces of luggage, she would probably be on the MRT and the incident tonight wouldn't have happened.

Thinking about her unfortunate life welled up her emotions. She didn't realize her tears flowing down her cheeks as she sat and mourned for her grandmother again.

Suddenly she felt a soft touch on her shoulders. Through her tears Finland saw the guy handing her a handkerchief.

”I don't believe the address you gave me. I must make sure you do live in Robertson Road and the address you gave me is not fake. Please get in the car with me.”

Oh, it is him again!

Finland refused his handkerchief. When she heard that he did not believe the address he was given and demanded to follow Finland to Robertson Road to ensure that the address was not fake, she brightened up. She didn't care about his disbelief. All she cared about was that she can go home tonight.

”Fine, but I'm not paying for the taxi. Your disbelief is not my responsibility. ”

”OK.”

Finland slowly got up and followed the guy, pushing her trolley through the door out of the airport. The guy stopped in front of a black Mercedes-Maybach and handed his suitcase to the driver who rushed out of the car.

Oh, they were taking a Grab car!