"Make a plea, Nala." Dad talks while thrusting a cake with a birthday candle lit on it on Nala."Dad, I don't believe in anything like this," Nala said with a smile staring at the cake in front of her face. She turned his eyes to Mother and Daniel waiting for her."Come on Nala, just make a wish. God will grant it." Daniel walked to stand by her side."Come on, honey. I've objected to holding the cake," Mother said, making Dad and Daniel laugh crisply. "Yes, Mother." Nala closed her eyes. Although Nala doesn't believe in things like this, she inevitably makes a plea. The problem is Nala doesn't have a plea, she feels all is enough.So she made a plea that wouldn't have been possible. 'I begged on my birthday. There will be handsome men coming down from the sky like winged angels who will love me, accepting my flaws and strengths sincerely.' Nala smiles with her plea. Then she opened her eyes and blew out the number twenty-
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