My name is Rehan Ainur. I work as a private detective. I have been working for 2 years. And my statistics? Huh, they are :
Cases investigated - 0,
Number of times promoted - 0,
Total money earned - $0.
Well, I guess even a beggar is in a better condition than me. And, how did I survive? From my part time job I do at the blacksmiths'
I had bought a loan for my studies, but I don't know how will I pay back the bank.
"Hey, guys! How are you?" I asked. "You're late, again!". Abigail replied. "Enough talk, now get to the work, boys!" Abigail's dad - Daniel said aloud. And we did so. "So sir, what is the work for today?" My fellow worker said. "Two hammers, one metal bed, one bucket, that's for now. I'll inform you if we get more orders."
I worked on the hammers and the bucket and my friend worked on the bed. And that evening, after I returned home, I saw a huge commotion in the apartment outside my door. I went out to check it out. Suddenly someone slapped me very hard. "Where is my money? You have not paid the rent from past five months! Pay me within two days or I will kick you out of the apartment." Two days huh? I quickly calculated, it was $480. Well I am starving now. Where do I get the money from? Only GOD knew the answer to this question. Still I will try my best. Dad, I wish that I had heeded you back then. But how'd I know that this will end up this way.
The next morning
Okay, so I think that I should take a loan. Well, I can not afford a taxi, so got to walk there. After half an hour of walking I got there. Took a token, Number 356. After 2 hours, It was my turn. I went to the counter, and they asked "What would you like to do, sir" I swallowed my dry saliva, and said- "Can I get a..." I was about to say but they cut off my words in between and asked "Loan?" It was so embarrassing. "So, how much can I get?" I asked. "Nothing! You are not worthy enough to get the loan"