"Corner of Soi Rambutti" There is a quaint bungalow house in the corner of Soi Rambuttri. One room was set up to be a mini office, with a wooden desk made of narra—sturdy and reliable—matched with a black ergonomic chair. Every morning, you’d find her drowned in her work, dealing with all sorts of things that only she could manage. In the living room, her husband, with a book in his hand, is engrossed in the pages. But do not be mistaken—he does not read for leisure but to further sharpen his mind. While his wife works, he is in charge of the estate that keeps the household together and organized. At noontime, the couple enjoys a warm tea or coffee together and shares stories from old times or interesting things that happened during the day. One can see in their smiles and cheerful demeanor how the love they have for each other remains the same, tested by time. Their friends and neighbors can testify to the warmth their household brings, and their amicable bond and love for each other remain unchanged for the rest of their lives.