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77. The Surprise that Failed

Tanjung was shocked by Suri's sudden appearance.

The cake in his hand, the open shirt, plus the room that suddenly lit up, all startled Tanjung.

Surprising.

By the way, what is he doing?

"Yey, surprise." Suri exclaimed cheerfully approaching her with the candle-wrapped cake. "Happy birthday, honey. Make a wish new blow out candle."

Tanjung stared in wonder. "Who?"

"Yes elo. Who else is it?"

"What?"

Suri glares. "Well don't rusakin! Plis, no! I prayed I'd blow out a candle."

Tanjung's mind is still trying to connect. What the hell is he doing?

By the way, excuse me, Tanjung doesn't remember when her birthday is, and for life never celebrates something like a birthday.

So when Suri is like this, Tanjung just thinks pregnancy hormones are making Suri weird.

Tired, stuffy, lazy, Tanjung took the cake in Suri's hands, without blowing the candle.

Instead Tanjung grabbed her waist, closed the door and led Suri to the bed.

"You're tired, sleeping. Don't move much."

Thought Tanjung, maybe he was bored so make something like this.

Suri who was treated so desperately did not bite Tanjung.

"Lo tuh, ugh!" Suri rattled her hair in annoyance. "Gue is hard to make this, a little cake!"

Tanjung doesn't understand why to be happy. He was tired of going home from work. So Tanjung enters the bathroom, cleans, then goes to bed to sleep.

Tomorrow we will discuss.

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Wishing for humans is futile. Clearly, man cannot live up to expectations. What they want to be made of, humans are humans too.

Suri can only support her chin to enjoy the cake alone during her sleep. His sleep is no joke anyway. From eleven o'clock last night to one o'clock today.

From the beginning Suri shouldn't have made any surprises. From the beginning Suri should not have listened to his false advice Ikram. It's just self-defeating. Now Suri is disappointed, does Tanjung want responsibility?

Chees.

"This what?" tanya Tanjung time saw the gift box that Suri actually wanted to give.

Contains sweatshirt. Yes the edges Suri buy also, because even if not special, Tanjung still use. His shirt man he was only five.

Suri bought three, who spent money in his pocket a dozen million. But Suri does not need to be dizzy, because who has money is Tanjung.

Buy it for him too, so it shouldn't matter.

"Birthday gift," Suri replied with no interest. "Happy birthday yeah, yay. May be healthy always, sane always, more sensitive, and more understanding to be human. Aamiin's."

Although time said so, Suri's expression was flat.

"Who?"

Suri should know that kicking a husband is a big sin. Yes, you must understand that there is no third world war that starts from the problem of birthday doang.

"Either who. Mosquito times," Suri said resignedly, have given up.

The cape was silent, knocking over the thing. The man went to the bathroom for a while, then came out with something in his hand.

Why does Suri know? Because Tanjung directly stretched it to the front of Suri.

"Make lo, from the Boss."

Suri.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, Suri instantly took the necklace. Her eyes glowed beautifully under the sunlight that broke through from the window.

Things that used to be even Suri saw on social media.

"It's a diamond?!"

"Maybe."

"Cock maybe?!"

"Gue didn't ask." Tanjung replied very, very santuy. "Bos just said love to elo. Wh why? You don't like it?"

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