
The cake was already decorated, candles were already installed, but the new clock hand pointed to the number ten. I pity that Saints must wake up late. I knew he must be exhausted, I even felt sleepy. So I took the initiative to get her to light a candle and blow it.
"Don't stay up, honey," I said, stroking her hair. "I don't allow it, and I don't want you to go to sleep and force yourself to wake up again in the middle of the night. No, it can't. It's the same anyway, anyway. Exactly what date is my birthday is unclear."
The saint understood. "All right," he said. "We celebrate now. You light a candle, I'll go to the room for a minute, take a present for you."
"You prepared a gift?"
"Yeah, something."
"Oh my goodness, honey. No need to bother."
But he was about to go to the room. "It's okay" he said as he walked. "You wait here, just for a second."
"What if we just take the cake to the room?" myrag.
The saint stopped and turned around. "A good idea. Come onl. Let's go to sleep later."
"Well, you brought the cake." I approached the Holy One and gave the cake to his hand. "Let me bring the other stuff, plus the drinking water."
Deal. With each other's luggage, we headed straight for the room. Oh, no, actually Suci went to the room first and I followed. When I got to my room, Saints lit candles and put out the lights. Be that room only illuminated with a warm candlelight."
Happy birthday to you...
Happy birthday to you...
Happy birthday...
Happy birthday...
Happy birthday to you...
Oh, wow! That's the sweetest Happy Birthday song I've ever heard. Hye!
"Make a wish, please...."
I nodded and closed my eyes.
Eyes open.
"Aamiin. for whatever you expect, that's also what I expect. Come on, blow the candles."
Huuuuh. Our room was immediately dark.
"Geez," I said. "I forgot it was going to get dark like this." I fumbled around the table, looking for the phone I put there for lighting.
And found. Without looking anywhere else, I walked towards the light switch and pressed it.
Ctek!
Flaming desire. Eh?
Ckck! It is true that desire is burning. As soon as the lights came on and our room was lit up, my eyes fell on my wife who was lying on her bed. Plain, with nothing.
"Geez, Yang. Are you not satisfied? Hmm?" I overcame him, and humbly* his lips.
And, my fondling is reciprocated. "Come, one more time," his god with his spoiled smile.
"Relatedly? Still strong?"
Well, fine. I got up and got out of bed. Take off all the clothes and throw them on the floor.
"So, is this my gift?" I asked when I returned. While staring intensely at his two eyes, my fingers down his hot burning body of passion.
Saints nodded. "One of the many gifts I gave," she replied, she stroked my face with the love I clearly felt. "This honeymoon, my time, made you a cake, even love and warmth, and there are still other gifts you deserve."
"What else?" I asked, my hands still moving caressing her skin.
But he just smiled. "One-to-one. Feel this one first. Hmm?" Then he whispered. "Later I'll tell you. But now..please enjoy this moment. Gilai me."
"of course! Thank you for the warm gift. You're the best."