Ешь, молись, люби

Chapter 106

           "MyfriendsinAmericaareveryangrywithyou."

           "Withme?Why,honey?"

           "Becausefourmonthsago,theygaveyoualotofmoneytobuyahome,andyoudidnotbuyahomeyet.Everyday,theysendmee-mails,askingme,’WhereisWayan’shouse?Whereismymoney?’Nowtheythinkyouarestealingtheirmoney,usingitforsomethingelse."

           "I’mnotstealing!"

           "Wayan,"Isay."MyfriendsinAmericathinkyouare…abullshit."

           Shegaspsasifshe’sbeenpunchedinthewindpipe.Shelookssowounded,Iwaverforamomentandalmostgrabherinareassuringhugandsay,"No,no,it’snottrue!I’mmakingthisup!"But,no,Ihavetofinishthis.But,Lord,sheisclearlystaggerednow.BullshitisawordthathasbeenmoreemotionallyincorporatedintoBalinesethanalmostanyotherintheEnglishlanguage.It’soneoftheveryworstthingsyoucancallsomeoneinBali-"abullshit."Inthisculture,wherepeoplebullshiteachotheradozentimesbeforebreakfast,wherebullshittingisasport,anart,ahabit,andadesperatesurvivaltactic,toactuallycallsomeoneoutontheirbullshitisanappallingstatement.It’ssomethingthatwouldhave,inoldEurope,guaranteedyouaduel.

           "Honey,"shesaid,eyestearing."Iamnotabullshit!"

           "Iknowthat,Wayan.ThisiswhyI’msoupset.ItrytotellmyfriendsinAmericathatWayanisnotabullshit,buttheydon’tbelieveme."

           Shelaysherhandonmine."I’msorrytoputyouinapickle,honey."

           "Wayan,thisisaverybigpickle.Myfriendsareangry.TheysaythatyoumustbuysomelandbeforeIcomebacktoAmerica.

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