"Zavian, Zavian get up, get up!" a very cheerful voice woke him up from his slumber, tiny seven-year-old Zavian who was still in deep sleep was woken up by this super energetic brother.
He sat up and blinked, "what is it bother?" he said as he yawned, and Simon hugged him, "happy birthday!"
He said and Zavian who was attacked by the sudden hug was shocked and smiled as he hugged back Sammuel.
He couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the warmth he was getting, he had always yearned for his brother's love and affection.
And his eyes became wet when his brother wished him a birthday something that he never did in his previous love, Zavian was not at all excited about his birthday. It meant nothing to him but now it did.
Sammuel then broke the hug and got down from the bed and then went to the corner of the room and opened the cupboard and took out a box and came out with a small box and gave it to Zavian, "here open it this is your gift."
