Yesterday my close friend became a proud father of his second son. He was at the clinic the night before when his wife suddenly felt pain on their way home from work. Being the macho man himself, I assumed he calmly sent his wife to the clinic in preparation for delivery.
He was there the whole night waiting for the big moment. Mind you, he was having flu at the time and was supposed to be on medical leave that day. I received an early sms that woke me around 6 something in the morning. He informed me that he's at the hospital. From that sms I knew his wife was about to deliver.
I called him when I reached office to see how things and to check if he panic. I know, this is so devilish of me, right? Well, he sounded alright but said that the baby might only come out around noon time. I teased him to futher check his feeling at the moment, unfortunately, he sound in control and cool about it. Like a pro.
At around 10 something, I received a call from him saying that his son was savely delivered. He sounded so happy and I can even hear the 'joy' in his voice. Congratulations, my friend. An hour later, he sms me his new born and he's the cutest baby I've seen. Well, all babies are cute, aren't they? His son has full hair, very hair and a rosy colour lips. He's opening his eyes and my goodness, he has a big eyes. I bet he's going to grow up having a lot of female admirers, just like his brother. Let see if the second son has a preference in Chinese girl...
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