Morning
I woke up by the ringtone.
I got up with my messy hair. I grabbed my cell phone and looked at the screen to find a reminder.
“ Oh shit. I totally forgot it. Tomorrow is Clara's birthday.” I murmured.
And as well as Christmas.
The year before, I forgot her birthday and was busy with my work. But this time I got one week leave.
The next day, She came to my house and was scolded by her nonstop. It took me a week to convince her and make her talk to me. And for this year's birthday, I have to bake a cake for her this time to compensate for my absence on her last birthday. Do I have to do it compulsorily? There are so many bakery shops. Why did she make a strange request? It's not a request, It's an order from her. She clearly knows cooking is not written in my book. Then how can she make such a strange request?
Immediately my cell phone began to ring. It's Clara. I attended but I didn’t speak.
Clara yelled “ don't forget my birthday. “
