Chapter 19 — Three hours before the wedding, I locked the house as a dowry

The post on Phan Khai Nam's circle of friends caused a whole group of residents in the Nam Que Ly area to explode. Old Tiet called me immediately.

“Don't return to the compound on your own.”

“I told the security guards to keep an eye on Court 6.”

I still return. But this time, he was accompanied by Tham Le, Manh Mien and also witnessed by the residential management staff. Phan Khai Nam sat on the stone steps in front of the unit's door. At the foot is a cardboard box. As soon as he saw me, he immediately stood up.

“Are you satisfied?”

“My mother was so forced by you that she had to be hospitalized!”

“La Nhue broke up with me!”

“Are you satisfied now?”

I turned on video recording mode. The lens points towards the ground.

“Phan Khai Nam.”

“I repeat again.”

“You publicly posted a photo of apartment number plate 402 with threatening content.”

“The management board has documented this.”

“I request that you do not approach apartment 402.”

Phan Khai Nam immediately shouted:

“Everyone look!”

“My family also spent money to repair that house!”

“Now she turns away and refuses to accept!”

In the crowd of people watching. Someone spoke up:

“Did you really put any money in?”

I turned to look at the residential manager.

“Is the residents' congress still held tonight?”

“Can you give me five minutes?”

“I would like to explain some issues related to the door lock safety of apartment 402.”

Manager nodded. The community living room of the residential area is not large. The projection screen was also bent at one corner. I connect the computer. Start slide show. The first page is real estate ownership information. Sole owner: Khau Van Hoa. There isn't anyone else. The second page is the key register. Ton Thu Binh once received a temporary key. But never refunded. Phan Khai Nam once went into the house to measure the size. All are recorded. The next page is a comparison between the original design and the current state after acceptance. Additional bedroom appears: A new doorway. An independent electrical system. A separate drainage line outside the balcony. I showed the minutes of conciliation. It clearly states: Ton Thu Binh acknowledged that Chu Tu Can's signature was imitated by Phan Khai Nam. Fingerprints were made using rags and red chalk. The whole room fell into silence. No one said anything. Phan Khai Nam suddenly rushed forward. Want to pull the projector's cord. But was held back by the management staff. A silver-haired old woman sitting in the front row spoke coldly:

“Young man.”

“If you don't feel guilty, then what's the hurry?”

“Posting people's license plates to threaten people.”

“Doesn't that have something to do with our neighbors?”

Phan Khai Nam immediately became speechless. I turned off the projector. Look towards the management.

“From today onwards.”

“Phan Khai Nam.”

“Ton Thu Binh.”

“Phan Nghien Chu.”

“Without my consent, you are not allowed to enter apartment 402, building 6.”

"If someone asks to open the door in the name of a relative, repairing or moving things."

“Please contact me directly or report to the police.”

The residential manager nodded in confirmation. Phan Khai Nam gritted his teeth. Bloodshot eyes.

“You ruined me.”

I closed my computer. Calmly replied:

“Not me.”

"You're the one taking care of someone else's house..."

“It's my way out.”

After the residents' congress ended. Some neighbors chased me out. A middle-aged woman pulled me aside. Ask in a low voice:

“Girl.”

“My daughter Also about to get married.”

“Those diagrams you just showed…”

“Can you explain more to me?”

“Don't misunderstand.”

“I don't want to ask about your privacy.”

“I just want to know what to keep when renovating the house.”

I took a deep breath. Temporarily put your own emotions aside. Then briefly explain three things: Save all payment documents. Manage access keys. Any design changes must be confirmed in writing. The woman listened very attentively. Finally said softly:

"In the past, I always thought asking these things before getting married would hurt our feelings."

I looked at her.

“There is no love that can be preserved by confusion.”

The woman nodded. It's like I'm remembering that sentence in my heart. Return to apartment 402. Manh Mien placed the computer on the dining table. Take a long breath.

“When you showed that document today…”

“My hands are shaking to death.”

I laughed.

“I'm shaking too.”

“I can't see it at all.”

I saved the presentation document as a third version.

“Maybe because I just let the computer mouse shake.”

Manh Mien burst out laughing. In the hallway, someone passed by. The newly installed sensor light lit up once. First time. I feel like this old building is filled with more than just bustling onlookers. There are also people who are willing to stand under the light to listen to the truth. That evening. The residence manager posts a safety notice in the resident group. Don't mention anyone's name.

"A person other than the owner may not use the name of a relative to request to open the door."

Right below. Someone replied: Another person texted:

"Support handling according to regulations."

I looked at those short messages. My heart slowly relaxed a little more. When the rules are said out loud. The person standing guard at the door is no longer just me.