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This night is the penultimate night, when everything is still harmonious in Solomon's life, before something terrible happens.
Also, this night is Lemon/Lime scenes.
If you can't stand it, you can stop at this point, ***, which I add.
Otherwise, I wish all other readers a lot of fun ^^
The characters all belong to Shinobu Ohtaka.
I've only converted some changes.

Well, I don't want to stop you for long and wish you a lot of fun on my twenty-first night ^^

I remember very well how I apologized to my parents for how I was to them.
They were right about everything.
Sheba and I weren't ready for the complete truth at the time and ... Nor will we.
But that's not a problem for us, because we both thought that we didn't want to know everything that was still hidden from us.
"Wow! But that's an attitude you don't expect at all, Solomon," Abraham said to me, so I just grinned and gave a I know of myself.
"But why did you decide to do this ... or why did you both decide not to follow up any longer?" my mother asked us.
So, we told what we saw in a dream.

When I had this dream, where I once saw Aladdin who resembled my son and Alayna, and saw an Aladdin who, in contrast, did not look after my son and withdrew all the people around him from his Magoi, I decided to tell this dream to Sheba.
I was startled when she told me she had had the same dream and wondered why I didn't wake up when Aladdin suddenly started screaming.
"I asked myself the same thing!" I said as I stood next to her as she swaddled Aladdin and he happily played with the cream.
"Really?"
"Yes! I wanted to wake you up, but I didn't, because you can be dangerous if you are woken up," I said and regretted mentioning.
She looked at me angrily, dressed Aladdin in his everyday clothes and walked with me to the back of our garden, where Aladdin immediately crawled towards the apple tree, where there were some apples hanging as well as a few strawberry bushes, where he immediately picked some.
In the beginning, we were always afraid that he would pick out some that weren't fresh yet.
But when we rushed to him and wanted to take them from their hands, the strawberries were perfectly red, so we didn't worry about it anymore.
Sheba brought a tablet with cool iced tea, placed it on the small round table that was on the terrace and sat at the free chair next to it.
"What time was it when you woke up, Solomon?" Sheba asked me, so I thought about it and said that it was about half past three when I woke up from the dream and calmed Aladdin.
"Hmm, an hour after I woke up... Why do you think we had the same dream and had to calm Aladdin down afterwards?" Sheba asked me.
I thought about it, took a sip of the iced tea and said that I didn't know.
"However, my parents could explain it."
"So, you decided to forgive them?" she asked me, so I nodded and then, with her and Aladdin, I went to visit my parents in the palace.

We looked at each other and nodded.
Sheba unceremoniously hugged Aladdin into Ugo's arms and asked him to take care of him, nervously saying that he didn't know what to do if he suddenly started screaming.
"Don't worry about that, Ugo. You're a powerful magician and you'll find a solution," I said with a grin and then went to another room with Sheba and my family.
When we closed the door, my parents and uncles looked at us questioningly.
I took a deep breath and explained to them what happened last night, asked them to let me finish speaking and ask them my question.
My last question I asked before I stopped forever.
"So, what Sheba and I are wondering is; Was this dream real and neither she nor I woke up when Aladdin had screamed at the other because Ala had put one of us into a deep sleep?" I asked them, so that they looked at each other and thought carefully about something.
My mother was the first to explain to us what it was last night.
"It was a memory that Ala had dreamed. A memory he had lived before our world today was created," my mother told us.
"The fact that you saw them was probably because Aladdin loves you very much and therefore inadvertently dragged one of you into it," my father said, with Jehoahaz and Abraham nodding and telling me that they too once had this dream when Alayna still existed and lived with them before she retired to the Sacred Palace.
"However, the fact that one of you did not wake up at the cry was because one of you was still dreaming this or had to recover from the dream," said Jehoahaz.
"Yes! To get into the memory line, you automatically consume a lot of Magoi, which is why neither of you woke up when Aladdin screamed at the other!" Abraham then explained.
Looking at each other, we then asked why Aladdin then dreamed the same dream twice in one night.
The four of them looked at each other and thought again.
"Well, because one of you had accompanied the Rukh Aladdin," my mother suddenly said, so Sheba and I stared at her in confusion.
"Alma! Is it right to tell them about it?" my father asked her, so she nodded and said that she was the only one with the others who had really existed in time.
"Who among you dreamed from Aladdin's side?" my mother asked us, so I raised my hand and said that I was dreaming from his side.
"And you dreamed of Khan's side, Sheba?" she asked her, nodding and saying she believed it.
"I couldn't see him because I was in such a cloud of ash that had cleared very slowly," she said, to which my mother asked if she heard any voices.
Sheba thought for a moment and nodded.
"Yes. Someone had asked to stop. It was a faint and harsh voice. If I'm not completely mistaken, she sounded like Aladdin," she said, so I looked at her and then at my mother, who nodded in understanding.
"Yes, yes! Because you were a Magi in the old world, you can perceive the voice of the god. At least in a dream."
"Magi? Wait! You don't mean those legendary magicians who existed as one, do you?" I asked my mother, who just nodded with a smile and said that it was the Magi who meant her.
"Sheba was named one of the three sages in the world of Alma Torran, also called Magi. She was named one of you, Solomon," she smiled so that I looked at Sheba and then back at my mother.
"Although she is no longer Magi, she has the ability to perceive, if not hear, the Rukh inwardly," my mother said.
We stared at them, speechless, before mentioning that only the god is allowed to understand the Rukh.
My mother nodded with a smile and replied that Ala also found this fascinating, which is why he was always trying to figure out why Sheba was allowed to understand the Rukh, as well as an important person who was his lover.
"You mean Timpani?" I asked her, nodding again.
"Yes. Timpani was also allowed to understand the Rukh as a god. Although she is not. This, too, fascinated Ala, but stopped when he realized that he couldn't see and read her Rukh at all, just like the others."
"What do you mean?" we both asked her.
She laughed and said that Timpani was the only person on earth whose Rukh Ala could neither see nor read.
"It was like a closed book to him. The only thing he could see them was when they were having sex with each other," my mother said and laughed when Sheba and I blushed.
True, we know that Aladdin will eventually grow up and satisfy his needs.
But how the hell could my mom say this so easily?!
"Timpani is also the only person in the entire universe who can open and close the magic of Ala. She proved this in a world that had never existed. She was also the only person who protected him from execution and asked Rukh Aladdin to give her a month to prove that Ala was not the monster he was in time," my mother said, looking out the window.
My father, as well as Jehoahaz and Abraham, closed their eyes, while Sheba and I just looked at them in confusion.
"How... Is that what you mean, Mother?" I asked cautiously, beating myself.
I had made up my mind not to follow up on it.
I wanted to stop doing that and just steer towards the future that was yet to come.
My mother sighed and said that she would probably get into a lot of trouble with the other gods as well as from her father, who was Aladdin.
My father agreed, but let her decide on her own, so she nodded and turned back to us.
"I'm just going to tell you what you need to know. In the time that did not actually exist, there was a world that one you, Solomon, had created. The world where Aladdin met Alibaba, Morgiana and the others," my mother said, sitting on the table.
"However, this idiot Alibaba had wished that Aladdin could only spend time with you, his parents, for a short time," she continued, saying that we knew that we were no longer alive when Aladdin was born, to which we nodded.
She cleared her throat and asked us if we knew from Rukh David that Aladdin had fought with someone, but lost that fight, to which we nodded again.
"Well, although Aladdin or Ala had lost the battle against this shadow, he separated a Rukh from him with all his knowledge and ordered him to take his place instead of himself and tell his friends that he was in danger. That's how Rukh Aladdin came into being, who protects Kougyoku today," she said, so Sheba and I looked shocked.
"However, this shadow attacked the Rukh, so he forgot his mission for three decades and took the place of Ala. So, he became Aladdin," she explained, and then said that the man I saw in my dream was not Aladdin, but the Rukh fighting his master.
"So, Rukh Aladdin?" I asked, nodding.
"But why is that? Ala knew that he had sent a Rukh, didn't he?" I asked my mother, who shook her head and told me that Ala also put all his memories in the Rukh so that this shadow could not fulfill his wish.
We looked at her in shock as she continued.
"This shadow, which at that time was only called as a voice, since no one, except Ala and Timpani later, could see him, manipulated Ala and promised him to make a wish he had. However, since Ala no longer knew who he was and what kind of voice it was, he was easy prey for him and told him fairy tales that Aladdin and the others had robbed him of his friends, so he should kill them, but kidnap Aladdin so that this voice would get the magic in which Aladdin was supposedly," she said.
Sheba stopped her and asked that this magic was the one that could fulfill any wish, whereupon my mother nodded and said that this magic was still in Ala, just very weak and sealed, which could only be released under a purpose.
"And what would that be?" we asked, whereupon my mother stopped and stared at her hands.
We stared at her questioningly and waited almost 10 minutes for her to answer the question.
"Through very strong feelings."
We stared at her in confusion before she described what those feelings were.
"It can be through simple laughter that makes him cry. It can also appear when he is happy about something, such as a lovely hug. Through great fear and sadness, this magic also emerges ... as well as through physical activity ... So, sex."
Staring at us in shock, we looked at my father.
"You shouldn't be, Solomon and Sheba," my father said suddenly, so we looked at him.
"Solomon and Sheba, who lived there at that time, were not you. They were just puppets, controlled by Ala, hoping to be freed at some point."
"Even though he didn't know anything anymore?" my wife asked my father, so that all four nodded.
"Deep in his heart, he felt that he was in danger, so he conjured up a fake world where his friends and everyone else he made into puppets with his gravity magic lived," Jehoahaz explained.
"Through a simple trick, which he always used himself to first gain the trust of the people, and then to deprive them of the Magoi, he advised the shadow Timpani to kidnap and kill him, as this led Aladdins fallen Rukh, which they made again and again, back into the light," said Abraham.
"However, even if he didn't know it himself, this was the solution to free himself from the shadow and brought the girl he had kidnapped back to Aladdin and the others. On the journey, however, she fell in love with him and thus inadvertently fathered one of our ancestors. Koura Ren." my mother said, smiling.
Ren?
But not the imperial Ren family, is it?
"Well, when they arrived at Aladdin's, he was immediately arrested and sentenced to death, but Timpani stopped and proved that Ala is the real Aladdin. And we don't know what happened after that, because the Rukh Aladdin just stopped from then on and said that the rest was only the god and his friends, since we weren't actually alive." said my mother and nagged that she should actually thank him for being free again at all, and only because of that she lost her divine powers.
Staring at her, I asked my father if she was right, and he nodded with a smile and said that Alayna really said this to them.
"Your mother was also one of the 18 people who were real. However, for something I don't know, she lost her divine abilities and parts of her memories that she had as a goddess," he said laughing, while my mother was still pouting disappointed in the corner.
Jehoahaz and Abraham laughed and said that Ala gave her the opportunity to be born again and again when David and she were alive, so that she could live with us.
Staring at them, Sheba and I smiled, then looked at each other and thanked them.

So, another two months passed, where Aladdin slowly learned to walk.
It was exciting, and yet we were afraid that he might hurt himself.
His little legs were still so wobbly, but Sheba and I didn't give up on teaching him.
In the royal garden, as we were visiting my parents on the weekend, Sheba placed him by the tree and walked a few meters away from him before she crouched down and stretched out her arms.
"Come, my sweet Aladdin!" she said, smiling.
"Come to Mommy!"
A little away from them, I watched the two of them, but also took care of the production of the medicine.
We couldn't wait any longer, as Aladdin is slowly getting older and older...
Ok!
He's not even a year old yet, but his mind, and I must admit, he's damn smart for a baby...
Yes, yes!
I know he's a god!
But remember that this God wants to live a human life and therefore cannot remember that time, which is why he was a God with no memory.
In any case, he was damn smart for a baby, so we shouldn't hesitate any longer.
So, I investigated the papers and changed some formulas that didn't work.
"Could it be that this didn't work out because they were created in a time that didn't exist?" I asked myself, startled when I felt little hands on my leg.
I put the papers aside and saw that it was Aladdin staring at me with a smile.
"Well, what? Did you run to me instead of your mom?" I asked him, picking him up when I put the papers on the table and tickling him as he sat on my lap.
I looked over at Sheba, who looked slightly disappointed but giggled.
"He loves you more than me," she said, playing a disappointed mine, so I laughed and said that this was not true.
"He loves us both equally."
"No! Otherwise, he would have run to me!" she said and had to giggle as Aladdin stared at her and muttered to himself.
Staring at him, I then looked at Sheba, who asked me if there was any progress with the medicine.
Disappointed, I shook my head and explained that something was not working.
"One of the formulas no longer works during this time. The problem, however, is that neither Ugo nor any other magician knows which formula no longer existed," I said and sighed.
Sheba looked at me and asked me to give the formula.
"Maybe I can find her."
"But Sheba! You're not an excellent magician, like Ugo! And if he couldn't figure it out, then you certainly won't," I said to her, so that she looked at me offended.
Sighing, I rolled my eyes and wanted to give her the formulas.
However, when I looked at the table where I had placed them, I saw Aladdin playing with formulas that he stole during our carelessness.
With panic that he would tear them apart, since he was at an age to tear up everything that could be torn ... Before he had ever watched me tear up a letter and imitate everything about me, Sheba and I rushed to him.
But when we saw him staring at the form, carefully placing it on the floor and then tapping it on the paper with a small stick that he picked up on the tree, he laughed as the form began to glow.
Amazed at what he was doing, we crouched down and continued to watch him.
Waving, he moved his hand, tapped the paper again and again and then fell on his buttocks when the glow stopped.
Sheba and I stared at him in astonishment as he stared at us in astonishment before the three of us laughed, laughing more when we saw Aladdin's face, who looked puzzled.
"What did you do, darling?" Sheba asked him, picking him up as he stretched out his arms to her.
Meanwhile, I went to the paper and conjured away the dust that formed during the 'spell' of Aladdin with my Dhoruf.
When the dust dissipated, I froze when I read a new formula and saw a single pack of tablets lying around.
I picked it up and then looked at Sheba, who was staggering a bit when Aladdin nagged something.
"Are these the pills Aladdin will have to take later?" she asked me.
I shrugged my shoulders and said I didn't know.
"The more important question is how Ala was able to procure this. And above all, how could he briefly seize the body and rewrite the formula? My parents said that Ala didn't have a single memory left in Aladdin," I said, got up with the newly written formula and tablet packaging and looked at Aladdin, who was joyfully waving his stick.
Staring at him, we shook our heads with a smile and went with Aladdin to Ugo's lab to have the new formula and tablets examined.

***This is where the Lemon/Lime begins***

In the evening, in my former chamber, I had put Aladdin to bed when he finally fell asleep after hours.
"Oh, holy God. I thought he'd never fall asleep again," Sheba sighed in a whisper as I lay next to her again.
"Yes, I thought so too. I wondered if it was because he had done magic today?" I asked before I picked up the book again, which I put aside, and left it where I left off.
Sheba shrugged his shoulders and snuggled up to me.
"Do you have to read now?" she asked me in a whisper, so I looked at her and asked her why it would bother her so suddenly.
She drew small heart molds on my chest before she looked up at me and said that we had some time now and that Aladdin would sleep soundly.
Looking at her a little shocked, I said in a whisper that Aladdin had just fallen asleep and that we could talk about luck that he fell asleep at all.
"But his Rukh tell me that he slept soundly."
"Ah! Now you're coming around the corner with it. Just because you used to be a Magi doesn't mean you can hear the Rukh the same way as Ala," I said, looking at her puzzled.
"And what if it's the truth?" she asked me with a grin, lying down on top of me, moving her pelvis slightly.
Grinning and slightly beguiled by the action she was doing, I closed the book and put my hands on her waist.
"You can tell that to a fool, but not to me," I said with a grin, kissed her on it and tried to put her down from me again.
But this woman was so stubborn that she didn't move a millimeter and rather just let her pelvis circulate.
More and more beguiled by it, I swallowed hard and asked her to stop, which she did briefly.
I looked up at her and saw a dark tone in her eyes.
Apparently, she had done more to herself with it than to me.
Smiling and enchanting from this look, I looked over at Aladdin, who was now lying on his stomach and looking at the wall instead of at us.
His breathing was gentle and calm, so I thought about it and then looked at Sheba.
"Is he really fast asleep?" I asked her in a whisper, yet in a serious tone.
She nodded and explained that the magic he was using today kept him awake a bit, as the divine Rukh were still in turmoil, before she took parts of his Magois and made him tired.
"So now he's fast asleep, so we can have some fun," she grinned.
At first a little doubtful, I grinned and kissed her when she moved again.
At some point in this session, however, our tongues spoke to each other.
Maybe we were too responsible and always paid attention to Aladdin, whereupon we lived a little away from each other.
But right now, in this moment we were living, we were trying to retrieve the months of loneliness that we were sacrificing for Aladdin, unconsciously and yet very knowingly.
I mean, she was still my wife, and I was her husband.
We were still in love with each other, and always will be.
But the time we spent together because of Aladdin could no longer be lived as we used to be.
We were parents now and just couldn't do it anymore, but that didn't stop us at that moment.
I pressed Sheba closer to me, penetrated a little deeper into her mouth with my tongue, which she accepted with a grin, and then fought a duel with each other.
However, we broke the intense kiss, looked at each other with heated breaths, saw the dark tone in our eyes that we got.
Smiling, or rather grinning, Sheba leaned forward again and grabbed my swollen lips again.
She wrapped her hands behind my back and scratched my skin lightly, causing me to moan softly in the kiss.
She then pulled away from my lips, looked at me, and then took my hands, which still clasped her waist.
Giving them a kiss, she placed them on her breasts and asked for me to give them a massage, which I did, of course.
Since Aladdin was still breastfeeding, not as much as a few months ago, as we were slowly committed to solid food, they were still big and firm.
I swallowed slightly; the desire was greater than I thought.
So, I snuggled into the left side of Sheba's neck, where a noose of her Neglije slipped, sucked, bit into it from time to time, and gave her a hickey.
"Ah! Solo-mon!" she pleaded, so I looked up and pressed my lips to hers.
"Be quiet. Aladdin is asleep. He could wake up," I whispered in her ear as I broke the kiss.
She sat up a little and smiled, nodding, before pounced on my lips again.
Slowly I stroked the right noose of her Neglije, I wanted to feel her velvety soft skin of her breasts.
So, she raised her arms and let her shirt take off.
I immediately grabbed the woman's breasts on top of me, causing her to flinch briefly, but then pull herself back together and stroke my hair.
We turned around when I wanted her on my back, taking off my pants and shorts.
As if rehearsed, Sheba grabbed my erection rather awkwardly, she had to squirm a bit to grab him before slowly rubbing him up and down.
However, I grabbed her wrist, looked deep into her eyes, and then took off her panties, which she was still wearing.
He was all wet, she had done more to herself than to me.
Grinning, I put it away and wobbled to her lips again, but pressed my erection to her wet crotch, I didn't have to do anything more than penetrate and make her excessive.
At least that's what I thought.
But my body resisted my remaining mind.
I slid into her, pulled her groans of the wide opening into me, then pulled back a bit when we needed air again and slowly moved out and back in.
"Solo-mon ..." she moaned with every thrust I did.
She stayed or rather tried to stay still, it was rather difficult for her and me, so that from time to time there was a louder sound from us.
I then went back to her breasts, I wanted to taste them again after a long time and tasted a too sweet taste slide down my throat.
I was startled for a moment and saw something milky squeezing out of the bud of the breast.
Then I looked at Sheba, who was biting her lips.
Had I hurt her a little?
"Is everything okay, darling?" I asked her cautiously, opening her eyes and looking at me with a smile.
Nodding, she explained to me that I had probably pulled too my breast, which is why the milk she always gave Aladdin came out.
With my tongue I licked away the small remnant of breast milk hanging from the corner of my mouth and had to swallow hard when I realized the sweet taste.
It was a bit too sweet for me, but ... this taste drove me crazy for more, so I hadn't listened to her and immediately pressed myself back to my chest.
"Ah! Solomon!" she cried out briefly, then pressed her hand to her mouth.
I sensed that she looked over at Aladdin for a moment before she wrestled at me again.
"Stop it. The milk belongs to Aladdin, not to you," she admonished me and groaned briefly as I squeezed my chest to get more of that sweet milk.
I swallowed it before I looked up and whispered that he had the other one.
Feeling her looking at me, she bent up as I moved again after minutes and groaned.
Damn!
I loved it too much right now, so I just couldn't restrain myself, kept pulling on my chest and gradually thrusting harder and harder into it.
When I sat up to lift the woman, who bit her lips harder and harder and only made a loud moan from time to time.
At the very least, I lifted her hips up to place a thigh under her while placing a thigh of her on my shoulders.
She looked at me with an excited look, moaned a little at the new position, and then let out muffled moans again.
All that could be heard here now was the sound of skin clapping against each other and muffled moans.
My thrusts became less and less coordinated and I could feel like I was about to come, so I threw her leg off my shoulder and leaned forward to kiss her.
She was also about to come, at least her eyes told me, so I looked for her x-dot and bumped into him when I found him.
I let one of my hands wander down to her crotch and stroked her clitoris, which was swollen and wanted to get rid of all the lust from her.
Knowing that I would have to poke into her a few more times and stroke her clit, we ended up coming together and, out of reflex and great heights that we felt, pressed against each other, but did not let go of each other's lips.

***This is where the Lemon/Lime ends***

Breathing heavily, I lay on top of her for a moment, but then lay on my back when I had recovered a little from the height.
With a blurred look, I stared at the ceiling, trying to calm my own breath and rapid heartbeat, and then looked at Sheba, who was now leaning on my shoulder.
"I have the ... missed so much..." she said with a sigh, and then looked up at me.
"Yes ... Me too..." I said, smiling, sighing, pushing her closer to me.
Sheba cuddled up to me and said that we had to find a way so that nothing would change in our relationship.
Thinking and questioning her, since my mind was not yet quite as she thought, I laughed softly when I heard her answer.
"I'm afraid of ... that we are living apart ... Because of Aladdin."
"You don't need that," I said laughing and looked at her as she rose a little.
"What do you mean, Solomon."
Staring at her now, smiling, I said that I would always love her and could not imagine a more beautiful woman by my side.
"You are the complete opposite of me. When you're with me, I feel like I'm not going crazy and I'm alive," I explained with a smile and then looked to her left where her wedding ring was, which symbolized our marriage.
"You know... I want to marry you again," I said, lying on my side to see her face.
She looked puzzled and said that we were already married.
I laughed softly again, nodding my head that she was right, but we were not married to the name Hikari.
Staring at me in confusion, I smiled and brushed a strand away from her.
"I want to marry you normally. Having a wedding with you, where only the closest relatives and friends are estates, and not the whole universe and the television crew. That's why I ask you: Would you like to marry me again, but this time under the name Hikari?" I asked Sheba, who first thought about it and then nodded with a smile.
Happy that she wanted to marry me again, only this time like a normal person, I pulled up the blanket and fell asleep with her, in my arms.

More months passed as Aladdin gave birth to the world, rewrote the formulas of medicine for us, and Sheba and I married like a normal couple.
It was December and tomorrow was Aladdin's first birthday, so Sheba and I were thrilled to give him a present.
My parents wanted to have a ball like this whenever there was someone in the royal family, but I refused and persuaded them not to do so.
"After all, we want to make Aladdin a normal child, not a royal one! So please don't forget that!" I said as I held his hand as he ran to me and grabbed my hand.
"We know it! But he is still a divine child, who will rule this kingdom at some point!" my mother said, so I looked at her angrily and explained to her that Aladdin was allowed to decide his own future.
"Neither you nor Sheba nor I decide what he wants to be when he grows up! He alone can decide how the future changes and that's how it stays!" I said, curbing my hatred of my mother a bit, since Aladdin was standing next to me, and lifted him up to sit on his seat so he could eat something.
Listening to my mother leaving, I shouted to her that we would not show up at the ball and that we would keep his birthday small.
However, since I loved my parents, even though they were so prophetic, I shouted to her that she and my father were always invited to join in the celebration before she teleported back to the palace, and I sat down at the dinner table.
The next day we celebrated his first birthday.
Sheba's and my friends came, as did my family.
We warmly thanked them when they came, gave them something to drink, received their gifts, placing them next to ours, and sat together at the large dining table, which we had extended.
"Where's the birthday boy?" Ithnan asked us.
"He's still asleep," Sheba replied, smiling.
"Wait! And the two of you are here?! Aren't you afraid that he will suddenly scream and destroy half the house?!" Wahid asked us, laughing and explaining that we took turns checking on him every 5 minutes.
"We found this out the other day when he yawned and lay down in my study, where I was still sitting. But when I left the room, because I hadn't noticed him, we were startled and looked for him before we saw him slumbering in the study," I explained laughing, so that the others nodded in understanding and then looked after Sheba, who was looking for him.
We chatted before she entered the room with Aladdin.
Smiling, I stood up, stroked his hair and released the small celebration.
We laughed, filmed Aladdin opening his presents with a beaming smile, before he watched Sheba and I tear the wrapping paper a bit and then imitate ourselves in the process, took pictures and ate the cake Sheba baked the night before.
It was a beautiful day and nothing, really nothing, could destroy this day.
Watching Aladdin trying out his new stuff with Tess filled my heart with joy.
I prayed that each of his birthdays would go as smoothly as this one and hoped that later his friends and future family would celebrate this day as we did.
However, as fate was a spoilsport, his childhood at the age of 3 was not what we had hoped for and ... the years in which he disappeared.
Not knowing this, Sheba, my family, and our friends and I lived a beautiful life with Aladdin for four years before everything turned around.

Well, that was my twenty-first night.
I hope you liked it and gave you suspense, harmony and humour. Especially humor ^^

Here is the explanation:

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