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A year ago I met a guy. He was treating me like a queen, buying me expensive things and giving me everything I wanted. He had a fancy car, watch, clothes - it was clear that he was wealthy. After some time we moved in together, and then it suddenly turned out that he was unemployed.
When I used to ask about his job before, he would squirm, tell me he was working for himself. I decided it would be embarrassing to press questions, so I left him with it. But when in the morning I would leave to the office, he would stay at home. When I would get back - he would sit at the computer, playing something, telling me he was busy.
A couple of months later I started worrying - he didn’t get a job, but we had money and more than enough. I started suspecting that something was wrong, and he decided to make a proposal. “Marry me, quit your job, let’s move to Bali together” he said. I answered that I would think about it, but I couldn’t sleep at night, wondering where he got money from.
In the end I couldn’t take it anymore and began throwing hysterics, hoping to find out how he was making money. He told me I wouldn’t understand, but there was no need for that - he could more than provide for both of us. But I wouldn’t calm down, every night I was crying myself to sleep, thinking about terrible things. He finally gave in: he sat me down at the computer, created an account using my name on some website (I was a little bit scared).
On the website I recognised the diagrams and buttons he played with every night. He explained that I should simply guess where the diagram would go - up or down - in the next minute and click the right button. He traced a straight line through the diagram with his finger, told me to rely on it and click. The diagram was obviously going down, so I clicked the “DOWN” button. Then suddenly a window appeared: “Congratulations! You made $100!” “And that’s how I make money,” he said.
We got married last month. I quit my job and now every night I sit next to my husband, following the diagram and clicking the buttons. Being honest, I have no idea what I’m doing, but it works! I feel stupid, but I’ve decided that if the money comes so easily, why I would bother?
We really moved to Bali, but we don’t plan on staying here for long - we want to visit many countries and then decide which we would, probably, settle down in. The main family income still comes from my husband. I make smaller sums - it depends on a month, once I’ve made $17,643 a month, another time just $4,199. But I can’t complain - that’s more than enough for living.
