Stella rolled over in the katil feeling the angkasa where Mac should be.
"Mac?" Stella mumbled sitting up. Casting her eyes onto his bantal she spied a folded up piece pf paper, unfolding it she read.
Stella,
I've had to go into work early, forgot to tell anda sorry darling.
Pancakes are on the meja, jadual for you. I'm cooking tonight!
Love your most gorgeous, darling husband,
Mac x x x
'Maaaac' Stella thought to herself, sliding her feet down onto the floor and pulling her dressing gaun down on its hanger.
Upon entering the dapur the sweet aroma of lempeng, penkek with lemon filled Stella's nostrils'.
"I really do...
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