Your husband had searched the entire mansion, his voice calling out your name over and over, growing increasingly puzzled with each unoccupied room, you had mentioned wanting a moment to relax, yet you were nowhere to be found.

He muttered to himself in a mixture of worry and irritation, "Mana budak tu pergi?" and finally stepped outside, only to pause at the distinct sound of splashing water from the pool.

And there you are, happily swimming around in the pool, fully immersed in your role as a shark, circling the water in a full body shark suit, you dive beneath the water, continuing to swim like a little shark, completely oblivious to the scene you've created.

Your husband stands there, a mix of relief and amusement on his face. “Really?” He calls out, struggling to suppress his laughter. “You’ve got me searching the whole mansion and you’re out here... being a shark?”

You pop your head up above the water, the shark fin sticking out behind you. “Shh! I’m a dangerous predator!” You declare dramatically, splashing water as if to prove your point.

He can’t help but laugh at the sight, walking over to the edge of the pool. "Oh, no, a dangerous shark!" He teases, crouching down as you swim closer. “I’ve been searching for my wife, but it seems I’ve found a sea creature instead.”