The Untouched Heart
Chapter 12 - Birthday
“Wake Up, Princess Sleep.” I felt someone touch my cheek. I squirm slowly. My eyes were too heavy to open, so I chose to just give up. I let the drowsiness take over my consciousness.
“A minute. I'm still sleepy,” my protest. I heard a little laugh and my cheeks were touched again.
“I have to go to the office. If you don't wake up, I can be late.” As soon as I recognized the owner of the voice, I sighed softly.
“Mandilah first. I'll help you put your tie on,” I said without opening my eyes.
“There is more important than that,” urged. I groaned slowly. If he had spoken in that tone, I could not argue anymore. He knows that I'm not the one who likes to get up early, now it must be dawn. Otherwise, there's no way I'm sleepy like this.
Slowly I opened my eyes. “What?” I was half sleepy. My husband helped me to sit up and lean on the head of the bed and he placed a small table in front of me. I see him not understanding.
“Happy birthday, my wife.” He kissed my lips. I smiled happily at the food and drink on the table. Chocolate potato doughnuts, peanut butter cupcakes, apple pie, a glass of my favorite fresh orange juice, and a glass of plain water.
“Thank you,” I said happy. I looked at him with narrowed eyes. “I think you're angry that I ate all these foods for breakfast.”
“Today is your birthday, exception.” He kissed my lips again.
Date is my weakness. I never managed to remember the dates of important days when I relied solely on memory. There's a special book I have that contains a special day since I was a kid. Every morning I open the book to find out who is happy that day. But since there are reminders on the phone, I use the app to remember the special days of the people closest to me.
Unlike me, Hendra is not. He has a keen memory and always remembers important dates without the help of any tools. Not only was his wife's birthday dated, he also remembered the birth dates of both his in-laws and his sister-in-law.
Even his parents often forget their wedding date. Hendra remembered it for the first time. When he congratulated her, both of his parents remembered their special day.
And this is my sixth birthday since we were together and Hendra has never missed a year to surprise me in the morning. When we made friends in college and worked at work, he never forgot my birthday either.
“And only my birthday every day.” I bit one of the cupcakes and then mumbled slowly to feel the pleasure of the cake.
“Then I will not allow you to eat this food,” he said seriously. I laughed amusedly.
“You've had breakfast?” I saw my husband walking around the bed to the side of his own bed.
“But.” He lifted another small table from the floor then sat by my side. “We'll have breakfast together.” I smiled at her food choices. Chicken porridge, pillow bread, and black coffee.
“Seriously don't want to try the pai?” my god brought a spoonful of pie closer to his mouth.
“No, thank you. I like my body shape, I don't want to spoil it with sweet food in the morning.” He bribed a spoonful of porridge into his mouth. Hendra diligently exercising, he will not damage his body with just one piece of pie. Sometimes the man overreacts.
“Mm... This food is delicious,” my murmur seduces my husband.
“I also have good food after breakfast,” he said meaningfully. I looked towards him. As soon as I knew what he meant, I looked up at the digital clock on the small table beside my husband.
“For my wife, I was willing to get fired,” she said half-jokingly. To make a dramatic impression, he placed his hand on his left chest.
“You're the boss, who can fire you,” my snort.
“Well, you understand what I mean. It is never too late for a big boss,” he said with a small laugh.
“But Papa will be angry with you,” I said reminded.
“No if I tell you the reason.” He cleaned his lips with a napkin.
“And it is?” manya curious.
“Give him a grandson.” He rolled his eyes. I smiled while shaking my head.
As soon as my food and drink ran out, he lifted our two small tables and placed them both on the floor. I smiled as he drew his face closer. He kissed me and we had sex gently. I never complained to my husband about that one thing. He knows how to make me satisfied in bed. He is not a selfish man who thinks only of himself.
After lying down together for a while, I wanted to clean myself up. I sat on the edge of the bed, then took a deep breath before standing up and hearing a movement from behind me. My elbows were held from behind, I turned my head. Hendra put his chin on my shoulder.
“For you.” He thrust a box of velvet at me. I round my eyes.
“I thought you wouldn't give me a gift after the surprise,” I said alternately looking at the box and towards him.
“I wouldn't miss a birthday without giving you a gift,”. I accept it reluctantly. “Come, open,” insistence impatient.
I opened the box, then rounded my eyes to see the contents. There was a diamond necklace in it. I didn't count them but there were dozens of diamonds combined with titanium on the necklace.
“Hendra, the goods you give me, the more expensive it is. I don't want you to do this for me,” I said slowly, barely whispering. She smiled and then wrapped her hands around my waist.
“Why not? You're my wife. For me, the more you age the more valuable you become. I love you, Za.” He kissed my cheek full of love.
“Thank you.” I smiled as he kissed my lips. Before we could deepen the kiss, she turned her face away and leaned her forehead against my forehead.
“I'd love to stay in bed. But Papa wouldn't hesitate to hit me if I didn't show up at the office today,”.
Hurry Hendra went into the bathroom as soon as he saw the clock almost seven in the morning. I just laughed at his behavior. He was so sure to come late to work, not long after, he changed his mind.
I made sure he was in the bathroom and waited until the shower rang, then approached the nightstand. From inside the drawer, I took out a box. I took out one medicine board and rushed to take one of the pills. That pill saved my life. Hendra had no idea that we would never be able to have children as long as I took the pill after we had sex.
