
"Sister, you promised you'd buy us what we wanted. Don't lie, if we lie we'll never help you again."
Brian silently heard Aldi's chatter. He was still focused on seeing Byan who was swimming. Today is the weekend. Everyone is at home. No exception Brian. He spent more time at home after he broke up with Sisil. Her days are turning out to be like a baby sitter. Taking care of and caring for Byan is like a necessity. Even Aldi, he's already starting to change. One time when he asked Byan to tell him who Byan liked the most between him and Brian, the girl with her voice said that she liked and loved Brian very much.
Since then, Aldi began to resign to the situation. Especially when seeing Brian more and more attention and more treat Byan well. For Aldi, as long as Brian doesn't hurt Byan, he'll stay behind the scenes. Maybe all this time his love for Byan was not too big, therefore he could very easily release Byan for the person he loved.
"Sister, tomorrow we have started the exam, the plan is, after the exam is finished, we will all go on vacation to Bogor. Brother isn't afraid that Byan is being bullied by others?"
Brian looked at me. He looked at Aldi with a sharp look. If it was true what Aldi said, he would have to dig deeper.
"What do you want?"
Aldi smiled broadly. "Aldi wants a new phone. If Bima wants a car, he said."
With ease Aldi asked for items that he and Bima wanted. He didn't think Brian could afford it or not.
"I've transferred money to your account. For the car that Bima wants, next week the new car will come."
Aldi jumped while punching the air. He laughed and went into the house. Arriving inside, he kissed Anjani who was walking, Anjani frowned, she shook her head but did not want to take a headache, her son must be winning the lottery.
"Brian, why don't you take Byan up, it's 9 o'clock. Byan hasn't had breakfast. Take him up, you also have not had breakfast, Mother and Mbok Jum have cooked your favorite food. Quick at eating. I'm going to go first."
Brian nodded towards Anjani. He picked up a large towel and walked over to his wife. The man crouched down waiting for Byan to reach the edge.
"By, go yuk! I'm cooking, you haven't had breakfast."
Byan nodded. He received Brian's hand and then came to the surface. Brian swiftly covered Byan's body using a large towel and then carried him to the bathroom upstairs.
"Bring it not too long. It'll hurt, you'll have a test tomorrow."
"Yes Om, but today Byan has an appointment to see Kak Haris. Dita says she likes Kak Haris and wants Byan to reunite them."
"You want to be a matchmaker, why you have to go. If Dita likes Kak Haris, let them meet both."
Brian smiled as he lowered Byan under the shower.
The cup!
Brian kissed his wife's lips at a glance. "I'm going to go. Now shower! I'll get you some clothes ready."
Byan nodded with a reddened face. His heart was racing seeing Brian's treatment getting warmer and warmer. The strangest thing is, in his house he always sees his mother serving his father. But here, it was Byan who was served by Brian. Is this not reversed.
"Akh, my Brian Om. You're really adorable."
Brian spoke while turning on the shower. Brian, who at that moment was about to close the door, smiled. Soon after that he prepared clothes for his wife. Even for the interior he chooses. Byan never protested what Brian chose for him. As long as it is comfortable, Byan will wear it with pleasure.
Cklekkk!
Byan came out of the bathroom with a bathrobe and a towel wrapped around her hair. His eyes sparkled to see Brian arranging his clothes on the bed. Byan walked on his tiptoes sagging because he wanted to surprise her husband.
"Have bath!"
Byan whining. Plan failed. Byan lowered his shoulders listlessly.
Bruckkkk!
The girl slammed into her husband's arms. He inhaled a masculine scent that always made him more relaxed and felt very comfortable.
"Why is that pouting?"
Byan shook his head. Brian removed the towel on his wife's head and slightly rubbed her hair and led the girl to sit on the edge of the bed. Brian took a hair dryer from the closet and began to dry his wife's hair.
"Om, why is Om so good now with Byan? Om not planning anything, right? I have no intention of throwing it out, right? Or maybe Om has another woman, who now? Girang aunty? Aunt Gatel or Auntie Bohai?"
The To Be Continued.