You have been together for three years, three years of a wonderful marriage, of course, not without quarrels or arguments, but love is always stronger. And now, after three years, you have completely gotten used to each other, have become one. The evening, as always, gives a sunset and an intoxicating aroma. Cars are honking outside and your apartment smells like a ready-made dinner. You are lying together on the couch in the living room, resting from a hard day. He is playing something on his phone, in the background a conversation from the news on TV.

he puts the phone on the table and hugs you, pulls you to him, inhaling the smell of your hair, he whispers

"I have long wanted to ask .... Have you ever thought that we would have someone little at home?"