Christmas Eve Wish

-Forewords-

“Meeting him is my last wish on this Christmas…”

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Tonight was the Christmas Eve. All of the Santa Clauses were getting ready to travel all over the night, handing out the gift for all of the children. All of them packed their gifts in the yard that was covering by white snow.
“Hey, Aaron,” Jiro, the funniest Santa between them nudged Aaron who was packing his gifts while he was checking the addresses where he will go later.
“What?” Aaron asked without looking at Jiro.
“Do you receive that wish letter again?” Jiro asked back.
This time Aaron stopped packing. He looked at Jiro and shook his head.
Yes, who didn’t know about ‘that wish letter’?
Aaron always gets ‘that wish letter’ and must send the gift to the house in the address on that letter. But it was confusing him, since nothing that he sent. He didn’t receive any gifts from the leader to he drop in that house. The conclusion was…he was just asked to come to that house every year on the Christmas Eve.
And this time, he was confused because he didn’t get any letters again. Why? He wondered.
“Wow! Do you know why?” Jiro asked again.
“I don’t know,” Aaron answered. “How can I know?”
“Aaron, you’re called by the leader!” Calvin, the other Santa shouted.
“Alright!” Aaron shouted back and tied his gifts sack. He quickly entered the house near that yard.
Inside, there was an old man, who was the leader of all of those Santa Clauses, the real Santa.
“Hi, Sir! You call me?” Aaron asked happily.
“Yes, son,” Santa Clause replied and smiled warmly. “I want to ask you to drop the special gift this year,” he told.
“Special gift?”
“Yes, the last gift,” Santa Clause nodded.
A girl suddenly appeared from Santa Clause’s back. A cute girl who made Aaron froze for awhile, noticed carefully her figure. Her plump cheeks, her long eyebrows, her small nose, her thin lips, and her warm smile.
“Ahem…”
Aaron ‘woke up’ and quickly asked, “Who is she?”
The Santa Clause smiled, “She is ‘the gift’…”

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