" I'm sure your hubby could have baked the cake on behalf of you. " She smirked.
" For you, I wasted four cakes. And you still have this doubt. " I asked.
" Because my bestie doesn't know anything about cooking," she said as she giggled.
I glared at her.
She avoided my stare " It's getting late. We have to get up earlier. " She said as she yawned and stood up.
I grabbed her wrist and made her sit. " Where are you going? "
" To sleep. " She answered.
" First give me some ideas then you are allowed to sleep. "
She asked with her confused mind " What idea? "
" That…." I hesitated.
“ Tell fast. I have to sleep.”
“that I have a friend whose birthday is coming soon... “ Clara interrupted my words.
“Friend? “ She asked me suspiciously.
“ You mean FRIEND?” she continued.
“ or you mean your ‘HUBBY’ ?”
“ Don't investigate it too much. It's bad for the health“ I said.
“whose health?”
