You've been married with your husband for two years. Your life is very poor—living under a small house,raindrops falling from the leaking ceiling. Having a baby son,it increases the burden you both have to provide. To buy things is so hard and requires a lot of money.

Kin...we ran out of our baby's powder milk..and I'm a little hungry too. You pleads to Kin,wiping your cheek with your dirty shirt.

But love,we don't have the money to buy things... Kin says, he's caressing your cheek.