My Two Husband's

It's Your Last Birthday, Deryl.

"Kevan, can you get Deryl? It's lunch time." said Naya while arranging the food on the table.

Kevan nodded and immediately went to Deryl's room. Upon Kevan's arrival in Deryl's room, the man opened the door to Deryl's room without a knock or excuse.

"Deryl, Naya called you to eat—"

Kevan stopped his words when he saw Deryl's reddened face, like crying out(?) In his hand, Deryl holds a small picture frame containing a family photo that Kevan guessed was a family photo of Deryl.

"I'll catch up later." said Deryl slowly.

"You .. Is it okay?" ask Kevan slowly. The man was standing next to Deryl.

"I'm fine."

"You know, you're not alone. It's me and Naya, you can share it with us."

"Yes, I know. You guys eat first, I still have to send a report to my nurse. I forgot she needed it, and I went shopping."

Deryl patted Kevan on the shoulder, the man immediately got up and put the picture frame back on the nightstand. Deryl opened the laptop on her desk and immediately sat there seriously. Kevan thought that Deryl wasn't lying.

"Then we eat first." said Kevan.

"Yes, Kevan."

Kevan nodded and prepared to exit Deryl's room, but something caught her attention. A calendar rounded by a red marker. The 15th of March. Kevan doesn't know what it means, but it seems like an important day for Deryl.

**

"Why so long? And where's Deryl?" naya asked as soon as she saw Kevan was back and alone.

"Oh, Deryl's busy. He's working on a very complicated report, he says we'll just eat first."

"Tumben, usually as busy as he is never to miss a meal?" said Vania who felt strange with her cousin.

"Yes, he always has" Naya added.

They had lunch without Deryl. The dining table remains crowded as usual even though Deryl does not participate there.

"I saw something by the way" Kevan said as soon as he finished eating and was peeling a banana.

"See what? You see that—" Matteo immediately shut his mouth, making a contrived surprised expression.

"No! Not a perverted-smelling thing."

"Then what?"

"So in Deryl's room, I accidentally saw the calendar. There's a date rounded by the red marker."

"What date?"

"March 15."

Matteo looked down at his watch. "That's today."

"really? What happened on the 15th?" kevan asked confused.

"That's Deryl's date of birth." replied Vania.

"really? As his wife, I never knew Deryl's date of birth. She never told me." said Naya, feeling sad.

"That's natural, Brother Naya. Deryl never—"

"How about we give him a surprise?" kevan proposed.

"Surprised? Can be! I like it" Naya said enthusiastically.

"I'm not sure Deryl will like it, the guy's too stiff to be surprised" Matteo said.

"Here it is, how the response will be later affairs. What matters is, we'll just prepare."

Vania was just about to let out her voice to tell him something important, but Matteo immediately pulled her over to help prepare a surprise for Deryl.

Kevan divides the task, Naya and she will buy a cake for Deryl. Matteo and Vania will be buying Deryl gifts. They immediately went to their respective destinations without telling Deryl.

Meanwhile Deryl had just finished her business, straight out of her room towards the kitchen. Arriving in the kitchen, he found no one there. And also his lonely house. Maybe they're all gone Deryl thought. The man immediately went to the dinner shirt and took the plate. Only spinach left there. For whatever reason, Deryl hates vegetables. But because things were like this, and Deryl was hungry, so she had to eat what was there. Instead of her having to cook again and wait. It is better to eat what is.

"I hate you, spinach." Deryl stuffed a spoonful of food into her mouth with her eyes closed. A very unreasonable reason if a doctor does not like vegetables that have many benefits for health.

Deryl said, this spinach is a popaye food. When popaye eats spinach then the muscles will immediately appear. Deryl laughed softly remembering it.

"I really hate eating alone like this."

It's clear that if you're eating alone, Deryl never finishes her food. He went straight from the kitchen to his son's room. There are two babysitters still employed by Naya.

"Already, sir."

"I'll be with him for a minute."

The two babysitters nodded slowly and then came out of the nursery at the house.

"Hello, hotshot. How are you guys doing?" deryl asked as she pinched slowly on the cheeks of her two babies.

**

"What kind of cake does Deryl like?" ask Kevan.

"He likes tarts with blueberry jam."

"All right, we're gonna get that cake."

Kevan pointed to a beautiful round-shaped tart cake that has been decorated but has not been given various kinds of writing.

"That's so pretty." said Naya.

"Yes, honey. We'll get the cake, then we'll go home soon and give Deryl a surprise. I hope he likes it."

Kevan and Naya immediately called the waiter at the cake shop so that the cake appointed by them was immediately written and boxed. After finishing the cake business, Kevan and Naya immediately returned home. When they got home, they saw Matteo's car parked in front of their house.

"Have you bought the gift?" ask Kevan.

"It is." replied Matteo briefly.

"Listen, I don't want to go along with this. I have to get back to work." said Vania. The girl hurriedly ran away from the area of the house without being overtaken by Matteo.

"What's wrong with her?" confused Naya.

"I don't know, but all the way. He kept muttering 'this is wrong.' so. I don't understand." replied Matteo with a confused face.

"Yes, then. Just let Vania get back to work, we just go in." said Kevan after finishing lighting the candles on the cake. Number candles showing the numbers 2 and 7 which means Deryl's age has been 27 years.

"Where is he?"

"Maybe in his room."

"We'll just go to her room."

The three of them walked slowly, sneaking towards Deryl's room. Deryl's bedroom door was closed, so without a word of softness, Matteo opened the door violently. Making Deryl who was lying down surprised.

"Happy birthday. Happy birthday, Deryl. Happy birthday." They started singing songs for Deryl.

Meanwhile, Deryl only displayed her flat face. Almost without expression. It made the three people start to feel uncomfortable.

"What's up, Deryl?" ask Naya.

"Why are you doing this?" ask Deryl back.

"Do this?"

"Give me a birthday surprise. Why are you doing it?"

"Is this your birthday?"

"I'm sorry if this would hurt your feelings. But I'll make it clear, I'm not celebrating my birthday."

"W-Why?"

"Why? Because my parents used to always do the same thing."

They were silent in place.

"Don't do this again, maybe my wound will get wet again .. It hurts." said Deryl wiping her tears.

"I'm sorry we didn't know you—"

"It's okay. Because I never told you either, I'm sorry. It's important that I do this, so that my wounds heal slowly. I hope you're not offended."

"No, Deryl. Forgive us."

Deryl walked slowly over to Naya who was holding a cake. Without further ado, Deryl blew out the candle. "Thank you, you guys have bothered like this. It'll be my last birthday surprise."

Naya, Kevan and Matteo can only smile. Perhaps true, they did not feel what Deryl felt, therefore, rather than thinking of things because Deryl refused the surprise of her birthday or felt offended by her words. They chose to embrace each other, to strengthen each other. Support each other to keep Deryl strong and steadfast through everything to the end.

* TO BE CONTINUED *