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The whole disaster began when Rebecca woke up and felt a lump in her throat. She had arrived in Malaysia the day before and was scheduled to perform at a wedding later that morning. The hot shower she hoped would make her feel better, didn’t. She was definitely sick!
Private singing gigs were never really her thing. But in the twilight of her career as a pop singer, lucrative opportunities were few and far between. The heiress to a wealthy Malaysian banking family had offered her big bucks and she gladly accepted.
Now, the whole event was in jeopardy and she was panic-stricken. The extravagant wedding would lose much of its luster without her performance. It would truly be disastrous if she pulled out now.
It was 6:43 a.m. and she was pacing back and forth in the suite’s generous living area, dressed only in a thin silk robe.
“Something wrong?” James asked.
Her son had just woken up, and immediately noticed her agitation when he entered the living area. He was on spring break from college and accompanied her on the trip.
“I think I’m sick.” Rebecca was horrified when she heard the rasp in her voice.
“Oh God, what are you going to do?”
Rebecca pursed her lips. “I’ll have to let them know I might not be able to perform. The sooner the better, so other arrangements can still be made for the entertainment.”
“That’s probably the best way forward.”
Her heart filled with dread as she called the wedding planner, who was staying in the same hotel. This was the first time Rebecca had ever canceled a performance. Not only did it deeply wound her pride, it would also be a huge financial loss.
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Ling, the fierce young wedding planner, rushed over to Rebecca’s suite, already dressed and ready for the busy day ahead. James waited in his room while Rebecca explained everything to Ling.
“I apologize profusely,” Rebecca croaked, as they sat together on the couch. “I’m sure there are plenty of quality singers in Malaysia who could still be booked, even at this late stage.”
Ling sternly shook her head. “Please understand, this family wants you because you are famous, Caucasian, American and western. In our society, western performers are held in high regard. Although this is a traditional Malaysian wedding, there are still many western influences. Your appearance is the ultimate status symbol.”
She understood Ling’s frustration. The importance of her performing at the wedding was emphasized during the negotiations that took place before she agreed to take the gig. Why else would a wealthy Malaysian family pay so much for her appearance? It was heartbreaking that she’d probably have to let them down, especially since the bride was a longtime fan.
Rebecca was at a loss. “Maybe if I drink enough tea with honey, my vocal cords will relax enough for me to be able to perform”
“My mother is a herbalist. I’ll give her a call.”
Ling reached for her phone.
“Could she help with a sore throat and hoarse voice?”
“My mother can help with anything,” Ling replied confidently. “But her methods are highly traditional. They have been passed down through many generations. Some are quite unorthodox by your western standards.”
Rebecca squawked. “I’m open to anything.”
“Please wait, I will call her now.”
Ling hurriedly made the emergency call. Unlike her super-efficient daughter, Ling’s mother was still sleeping, but was glad for the wake-up call from her beloved daughter. They spoke for a few minutes in Malay, and it appeared as though the herbal healer was giving detailed advice.
Ling used her fingers to touch Rebecca’s throat, apparently at her mother’s direction.