
Towards the birth of the baby twin's, Byan and her husband had prepared many things, including decorating the room for the baby, also buying all the equipment and needs for their babies later.
As of today, Byan and Brian deliberately drove around in the biggest mall in town, despite Byan's increasingly burdensome stomach condition, it was completely meaningless. Wh why? Because Brian gave us all the facilities that Byan needed, like wheelchairs and also some servants in the mall to follow them and become a temporary bodyguard for pregnant women who are craving the streets in the shopping center.
"Om, Byan wants to see that." Byan pointed to a storefront that displays branded items such as high heels, bags and others.
Brian lowered his head, not immediately bringing his wife into the store because he was very sure if what he would ask his wife was something that he really should not buy.
"You want those shoes, right?" ask Brian when he saw a pair of high heels on display in a special glass display case. He was already puffed up and knew his wife's taste, without Byan talking a word, Brian already knew what his wife was going to ask for.
Byan turned to her husband. The woman nodded, putting on a hardened face so that her husband would fulfill his wish. But beyond expectations, Brian was not moved at all, he stood up again, and pushed the wheelchair away from the store.
"Of!"
Byan whined with all the strength she had, looking up at her husband not accepting if they went home without bringing the things that Byan wanted.
"You can't wear shoes like that anymore, besides if you buy shoes now, it won't necessarily fit if you wear them after childbirth. We'll buy it later if the baby twin's already born! If I have to, I'll buy it with the shop."
Instead of being happy, Byan actually increasingly scowled dislike. "Byan promised, Byan will not wear it properly, Byan just want to. Not in use, just looking. Please Om, Om that's it, Om don't love Byan."
Seeing his wife getting sulky, Brian became very wrong, actually it is okay if Byan wants to buy the shoes, but Brian is afraid that Byan will wear the shoes without Brian's knowledge.
"Yes, we buy, but promise, can not be used. I can only see."
Byan nodded steadily, his gloomy face returning cheerful. His hands and feet kept moving asking Brian to turn around and return to the store.
"Yohhhhhhhhhh!"
The pretty face with those tiny lips grew even more, his astonished expression made Brian smile happily, even though he did not agree with Byan's wishes, but seeing Byan happy like this was very pleasant.
"This is a limited edition shoe madam, there are only 100 pairs in the whole world, and this is also only one." A servant explained as Byan stroked and stared at the shoe with a twinkle in his eyes.
"What number are you left with?" asked Byan impatiently.
"Number 37 Mistress."
Byan glanced back at her husband. The husband shook his head, Byan who saw that back pursed his lips did not like it.
"Well, if you can't, Byan's coming home. Not busy shopping with Om, mending Byan with Kak Bima and Aldi only."
Byan handed the shoe to the shopkeeper, pushing his own wheel not to wait for Brian to help him.
"Please wrap it up Ma'am!" Brian handed him his black card. Brian shook his head not because he did not agree to buy the shoes, but the size of Byan's shoes did go up 2 numbers, so Byan would definitely not be able to try it. But after some thought, it seemed like this was better, because Byan would definitely not be able to wear it. One of the ministries that Brian hired took his goods, meanwhile, the other waiter suddenly walked into the store with a breathless breath.
Without further ado, Brian darted straight out of the store. He was careless, but Brian had asked for services to follow his wife, why he could get lost.
His head turned to the right and to the left, front, back, nothing escaped his sight. The spacious mall felt 10 times wider when Brian did not manage to find his wife. In his heart he continued to grumble and blame himself.
"Where are you Baby?"
Brian ran to and fro, looking at every store that was not far from the previous store. Brian believes his wife is still not far away, especially he who uses a wheelchair, certainly will not be able to be as fast as if he walked.
Some of the shops he's been through, Brian hasn't found anything. The result was still nil, the person he was looking for still did not reveal the trunk of his nose.
"Dito, Byan's gone, go in and find my wife, you comb from the bottom floor, if you need to, get some people to help."
After contacting his personal assistant, Brian came back to run, if Byan was not pregnant, maybe he would not be too worried, but the circumstances are different now. His little wife is in a vulnerable condition.
"God! How could this have happened, pitying the woman, when she was pregnant, why would that person be so heartless."
"Yes, you saw that, because of the blow the jerk did, the young lady was bleeding. Too bad for her, I hope she and the baby will be okay."
Brian's heart raced very fast, his breathing choked, his knees became very limp like jelly. Brian's pace was getting faster, he saw a crowd of people downstairs, there were still no medics, that meant the incident had not happened long ago, he said, the unkind rumour Brian heard made him even more worried and agitated.
"Baby, you should be fine. Don't scare me like this."
The man went down the elevator filled with visitors in a hurry, he did not hesitate to get rid of the people who blocked his way. Brian's focus now is Byan, not the others.
"Excuse me, sorry!"
Brian got rid of the people who were crowding. From a distance, he saw a pool of blood on the mall floor. His mind's getting fucked up. His heart had stopped beating.
"Dyan!"
The man shrieked making everyone in front of him step aside. Brian's body trembled violently, the man lowered his head, clutching his chest which felt extremely claustrophobic.
"Babys!" lirih Brian with teary eyes.
"Young Master!"
Dito looked at Brian with a pushy look. Now, not only did Brian feel devastated, but Dito also felt the same way.
The To Be Continued.
Duh mornin2 Eneng has made a riot. 🥺🥺🥺