The family was gathered together. It was celebration time. Her cousin just had a daughter. She just had a niece. Her second one. You know, one of those small, two-and-a-half month old, milk-sucking-always-sleeping-unless-eating-pooing-or-crying little things. These little creatures, unlike durians, smell like heaven, but cry like hell (if you're not a milking momma).
Nice. Real nice.
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His eyes scanned the room. After looking around, the awful truth suddenly dawned upon him. He realized that he was the only one in his generation who was present, who wasn't yet a grandpa.
Not good. Not good at all.
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He turned to her and asked, "Eh! When's my turn?"
*gulp*
Uh oh. Die.
"Sorry la. Husband also cannot find; boyfriend pun tak ada.
You just have to wait laaaa, " came the reply.
Stress.
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Her daughter came over with stories of how her husband wanted to be a grandpa now. She smiled and looked at her daughter. "I also want to be a grandma wat," she said with a smile. "I just didn't want to stress you only. That's why I didn't tell you," she continued, with the smile still dancing on her lips.
And the stress level ups itself a zillion notches.
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