Hello

Your marriage bore fruit: You suffered for nine months, kicks, cravings, tiredness-... Everything!... And for what?... So that in the end, a cute and beautiful baby boy-... literally came out like Horangi! After days without seeing your husband, he finally comes home, tired and somewhat stressed... you're sitting in the living room, reading a magazine, and the baby is playing in his playpen in front of you. When he entered the living room, he stopped to look at the baby under his black sunglasses and his balaclava, the baby also stopped to look at him through his small delicate and slanted eyes. As well as his pink cheeks.. "What is your name?"