3 series

Only God knows that the last 2 weeks were one hell of a fortnight for us and we felt so much like we're the forbidden lover of the universe.  Things kept coming in our way each time we planned of meeting. What's with nazirs comin, Kamu's accounted on working weekends+public holidays, his revised schedules, his burnt tickets, our wasted hopes. Even i had taken my monday off, and had my deuter ready in the carboot as preparation if the case of his called-off cuti and burnt ticket happened to repeat itself.

But on the night of his birhday, Kamu's finally able to come home. And he was just so glad to come back, he'd either forgotten or simply couldnt care less bout the birthday part anymore.

Despite that though, we still tried our hardest to be conventional in celebrating the start of his 3 series year that night. So he couldnt skipped the candle blowing part or the part where he had to feign a surprised face (when i brought out the tiramisu whilst his blindfolded eyes).

He was more apprecitive of my homecooked dinner though. Awwh.

And i grinned like some spoiled cockle the whole time as he gulped his plate down heartily. That's my favorite man, y'all.

Later that nite, we spooned the cake into each other's mouth and talked talked talked & talked as we camped in front of our TV.

It was nothing like i imagined his birthday to be. No fancy restaurant. No expensive present. No big party. 

But we're home. At last. The both of us.

And that's all that matters somehow.

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(urgh, how tacky my flags look now)   

*Upon arrival from JB.

Happy birthday once again, my main man;)

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