Nafiza is sleeping. 
In small pieces, back to the other side. 
her

The face is not visible. 
How restless I am

It seems 
Maybe I can't see his face, that's why.

I got up and stood on the other side of the bed. 
one

Hand under the head and other hand near the chest

He is sleeping with 
What an innocent face! 
I'm her

Kiss on the forehead. 
Rest in peace.

Nafiza. 
my beloved wife

There is no clock in this room. 
I left the house

Go to the lower room. 
Thirty seven minutes past seven.

Open the big window next to the dining table

. 
Mark today's date on the calendar

Must keep. 
Today is a special day. 
this day

Do not forget.

Well, which marker pen should I use? 
no

the color 
Black or red?

I can't decide. 
The head is holding.

Nowadays it is more. 
Marker pen in both hands

I am standing with

Well... just toss it! 
This is the simple matter

Why did not come to mind first!

I tossed. 
Black color marker. 
Hmmm...bad

no 
It will be like a day of mourning. 
Ha ha ha

I came to the dining room again. 
In the calendar

Marking the day on 27th February

I was very surprised. 
Red color on that day

Mark the goal with

Who gave it?

Nafiza?

Otherwise, why will he give!

Or is Nafiza suspecting something?

No, nothing comes to mind.

All of a sudden