A Warming Kiss

I have just received a call from him, the unemployed educated youth, has come out of his house. He must be standing on a bus stop, in the busy hours of the Saturday evening. The whole world suffers from the Saturday night fever, I can afford to gift him a motorbike but he is very much sensitive of his self-respect. Moreover, it's not his birthday, it's my birthday. Oh! He must have purchased a gift for me, where from he would have arranged the money for it! How could I explain to him he is himself a precious gift of God for me! I'll have to wait till his birthday this time I'll not listen to him and gift him a motorbike on his coming birthday. I listen to the bell from the gates someone has come, let me see who is it? I open the gates and I see someone on a new motorbike with a shining helmet on his head. He is removing the helmet pleasant surprise! He is my handsome fiance. I did not ask anything he himself said, 'I have got a job and my employers have favored me with a motorbike. Sorry, I have no money, I could not purchase a gift for you, I have come with a bouquet of roses only. But I promise I shall give a lovely gift to you on your next birthday.' I wanted but I could not say, by my next birthday, I shall be into your arms and I shall need only a warming kiss.