Every woman loves roses. My husband would give me fresh roses on my birthday. I always knew there would be a bouquet of roses waiting for me at home that day. But those were only during our early marriage. After that he asked me to choose, either a bouquet of roses or dinner at my favourite place. And I chose the latter. Yummy.
In 2021, on my birthday , I received a message from my husband. He told me that somebody would come to my school with my present. A present from him. That person would call me if she'd already arrived. Then I received a call from her. She's waiting for me outside the office. Yup, I was at school at that time. When I met that lady, she took a video of me, giving me a bouquet of fresh red roses with chocolates and a balloon ( a few small balloons were inside the balloon. And the words " Happy Birthday" on it ). I was speechless. I didn't expect that kind of birthday present. She asked me how I felt. I just said that I was very happy and thank you to my husband. After the birthday interview, the lady sent that video to my husband. He must laugh a lot watching my video with the bouquet and the balloon.
In 2022, he told me the night before my birthday . He said that I would receive something special from him. The next day, while I was having an admin meeting, I got a call from a lady. She's waiting for me outside the office. Well, I was at school again. I asked permission to go out for a while. Coming out from the meeting room, I saw a lady holding a bouquet of roses + chocolates and a box of cake. This time, I laughed. I was so excited. I sent a message to my husband, saying thank you. I brought the presents into the meeting room and I told them it's my birthday that day. And the presents were from my husband ler. Before I went home, I cut the cake and gave it to my colleagues. Even the chocolates, I gave to them. I was so happy that I didn't want to eat the chocolate indulgence cake and the Ferrero Rocher chocolates. Only the fresh red roses I brought home. That's enough for me.
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