An early starter and a lay-about.

My special welcome home day with Yui has me more worn out than I remember being in a very long while. Despite having an extremely deep and sound sleep I still wake up wishing I could go back to bed for another full night’s sleep. While I have slept Yui has restored my apartment to its pre-porno condition as well as giving it a good clean. All the furniture being moved around a chance for her to attack the places she hasn’t been able to reach before. Breakfast is sitting on the table steaming, savoury coconut pudding pancakes.

I see my beautiful girl Yui sitting at my dining table also and get up to give her a kiss on the top of the head as I join her.

“You have been busy, my love,” I say taking in all that she’s achieved while I’ve just been sleeping.

Passing a pancake over to my plate and pour coffee into my cup from a pot, Yui tells me where she gets all her energy from, “I was just so wired from our video last night that I’ve been back to the track for another run this morning and then I came back couldn’t leave the place how it was and then I thought you’d be hungry when you woke up…”

“It’s amazing,” I say taking her hand to slow her back down, “Everything with you is amazing.”

“This is why I love you,” she says leaning on for a proper kiss, “but I have to be going. I have to be at school soon.” Yui is already dressed for her working day. Her preplanning and packing skills on par too.

I quickly scoff down one more pancake before walking Yui to the door, an oversized stuffed overnight bag already where you walk in. We did a long close goodbye and then send her off for her day and get ready for mine with an energising shower.

I have a couple of morning classes that day which I make before a big break over lunch and then more classes again later that afternoon. I recall that Yui didn’t say that her Dad wanted me to meet him specifically while she was there so I use the break between lectures to head over to Yui’s parent’s house.

Yui’s mum Fa greets me warmly when I ring the doorbell and leads me into the house. In the same welcoming fashion of the other Thai ladies, I’ve got to know Yui’s mum immediately asks if I had lunch already before insisting that she cooks me something. As she busily starts pulling things out of the refrigerator, she points me in the direction of Yui’s Dad’s home office.

As would be the case with any successful businessman, Asian or not, Kiet Pat’s office is filled full of stacks and stacks of papers. Shelves full of files lining most of the wall space. Mr Pat sits behind a pair of computer monitors at his desk but stands up when he sees me walk in.

“Ahh good, good. Yui remembered to give you my message. My little BabyStar goes at a thousand miles an hour she forgets many of the things I tell her,” he says as he sticks out his hand to shake.

Yui indeed lives her life at a frenetic pace but her mind is as sharp as any I know. I think to myself she is more likely to make her own decision on what pieces of her Dad’s advice she chooses to follow.

“Nice to see you again Mr Pat. I hope it was alright to come here by myself and without Yui?” I say as we shake hands.

“No this is fine. What I wanted to see you about is just for you. And please just call me Kiet. There is no need for you to be so formal around me.”

I thank him for his kindness and sit down in a chair when offered and wait to see what it is he wanted to see me about. He gets right down to business.

“Yui tells me that friends of yours are looking to buy a bar she likes to go to,” he begins. Yui must have told her father about the plans Holly and Jessica were making at the double date dinner we had at their place.

“Yes, that’s right. Its where I’ve been working as security the last couple of years while studying and technically it’s a nightclub but that doesn’t really matter,” I explain to him.

“I know the owner and have agreed to buy the place from him so that Yui may continue to keep going there. I am happy to have these friends of your pay back the purchase price to me as a way of a loan with a 15% stake to remain in your name so that you may provide for my Yui. I want you to come on as manager and represent my interest in the business until such time as these friends have repaid me.”

I’m stunned. Did Yui’s dad just buy The Loft because his daughter liked going there? He is a lot more successful than I had ever thought if he is able to just drop money like that on his little girl. And wait, did I just become part owner in it too! My mind reels but I feel I have to let him know about my history with Holly so he has full disclosure on the deal.

“Kiet that is incredibly generous of you but I have to let you know that I have some history with one of the girls, Holly, that want to take over The Loft. We used to be involved romantically,” I confess.

Mr Pat just laughs at my words. A deep bellyful laugh that I hadn’t expected from the otherwise very serious man.

“This means nothing! Yui’s mum used to work as Gogo dancer when I first meet her,” he says as he continues to chuckle.

Wow! I had no idea that about Yui’s mum and I suspect neither does Yui.

“Everybody throw wild oats in bars where I come from,” he finishes, letting me know that he considers the fact Holly and I used to sleep together as not in the slightest bit important.

Kiet finishes our meeting by telling me to take the amazing news to my friends and if they agree he will have his lawyers draw up all the relevant documents to make it official. I want nothing more than to tell Holly and Jess the amazing news this instant but Kiet leads me back out to the dining hall where his wife Fa has a full half dozen different steaming dishes presented along with a bit pot of steamed rice. I eat more than I ever thought I could. Whilst Piya maybe an amazing cook there’s no comparison to one with decades of experience. Each dish more incredible tasting than the last.

I leave the house waddling I’m so full with an entire bag of takeaway containers. I have enough time before I’m due back in class to head to Holly and Jessica’s first and let them know.