
Time to cut the cake.
By removing the small candles on top, I cut out my wife's special chocolate cake and moved the piece to a small plate, then spooned and shoved it to my wife's tiny lips that deserved the first bite.
"Thank you, honey. I like your attention. And I swear, I'm so happy."
The saint nodded with a smile and fed me back. "Together, Mas. Sorry to just celebrate it together and it's this simple."
"It's okay. It's not a problem at all. In fact, I actually did not want to celebrate my birthday with a crowded party. Never either."
The saint looked at me in disbelief. "Seriously?" tanyakanya.
"Seriously."
"Have you?"
"Oh, uh, when I was a kid."
"No, I mean... Your time...?"
I'm shaking.
"So how do you celebrate your birthday?"
I put my shoulders down. "Same. Just the two of you, dinner, blow out the candles, give me a gift, you know. Well. though more luxurious. But you still have a plus." I clasped his hands and spoke while looking into his eyes. "Why? Because you prepared all this yourself with your hands. Not with the help of others. I'm impressed. And the most important thing is because your intentions are sincere. I mean, I feel like you're doing this is not just a formality to play your status as a wife, as a good partner. I feel like this is really the way you convey your love to me. Thank ye. I love it, and I'm really happy. Big Thansk for you, Baby."
Kemi hugged, so tightly.
"Well, can I get another present now?"
While releasing hugs from each other, he chuckled.
Is anything funny?
"This," he said. He took a box from the drawer next to the bed. From the shape of the box, I can guess that it's a watch. Watch box. He gave it to me. "Sorry, yes, I can't give you expensive stuff."
"Hu 'um. You're a rich man, you have a lot of money, and you can buy whatever you want."
"It has. Don't talk about it anymore" I said, tearing my gift wrapper. "Whatever you give me, I'll love."
Sacred smile. Dan, right. Exactly what I thought, after I managed to open the card wrapper, it was indeed a watch box, and, I realized something was ridiculous.
"Thank you, lo, honey. But it looks like it's my old watch."
He giggles. "Yes, yes, right. That's your watch. I'm just a prank."
"Hmm...so?"
He pulled another gift out of the drawer. "This is a special gift for you. Don't forget to wear it."
"What's it say?"
Sacred glares. "Open dong...."
Alright. I'm nodding. I opened another gift that he gave me. But...
Whoooh! It's laughable! I chuckle at him. Ridiculous of my wife, she gave me a bright yellow boxer with Spongebob Squarepants motif. "Hmm. yeah, yeah. I never got a gift like this. Thank you, dear."
"Open it up, Mom. Tried...."
"Other times, yeah."
"Mas...," he persuaded. "Wear it now, huh?"
Huh! For the sake of not disappointing him, while muffling laughter, I obeyed his request. I took the boxer out of the box and said, "This is a very unique boxer. Thank you, dear. I promise I'll wear...."
An object fell as I stretched the boxer and stunned me. I lowered my head, reached out and took it straight away.
A testpack?