"I've been a housewife for many years, apart from tidying up the house and cooking, I haven't been looking for work."
"Today I've been looking at job ads for a long time and haven't found anything suitable."
He paused with his spaghetti.
"I just opened a nursing home, I wonder if you would be interested in helping out."
I thought I didn't know anything and didn't want to bother him, so I hesitated.
"Don't overthink it. If you feel stressed, you can start as an intern, starting as a caregiver. I can provide meals and accommodation."
Seeing that I was still hesitant, he added.
"Or I'm planning to hire a batch of new people in the next few days. We know each other well, and I trust you. I hope you can give it a try."
He looked sincere.
I was short on cash, and jobs were hard to find.
So I agreed.
That night, Aarav called, sounding frantic.
"Did you take my bank card?"
"I'm going to order equipment and rent a venue tomorrow. Taking it now is like asking for my life, isn't it?"
"I give you an hour to bring it back to me, do you hear me? Or I'm calling the police."
I was brushing my teeth and didn't take him seriously. I retorted.
"Call them, call them right now. Whoever doesn't call is a coward."