Mr. Bryan

Mr. Bryan
Cravings


Bryan put his wife's plate on the table, and then he took the bottled water that was always available at the table.


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Bryan unscrewed the bottle and gave it to Diana.


"Drink first yes" said Bryan while thrusting a bottle of mineral water on Diana


Diana turned her gaze a moment at the bottle, then picked it up and downed it.


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A few months passed the day of labor was in sight, about 2 weeks away was Diana's delivery day.


Doctors estimate Diana will give birth in 2 weeks.


On sunday morning


"Mas" Call Diana from the living room


"Shortly" cried Bryan from the kitchen.


During these few months he often went back and forth to the kitchen, he cooked for his wife.


Because his wife often wants to eat food cooked by Bryan himself.


Bryan had a great time asking for it, because he thought it was the most normal request among all his wife's requests.


Several times Diana also asked her husband for strange things, such as wanting to see a satay seller selling right in front of her house.


Bryan complied but when the satay seller was already there Diana protested because the seller Bryan only one person.


But what Diana wanted was not just one but 20 satay sellers. As a result, Bryan must obey the request of his wife.


At that time Bryan was also helped his assistant around looking for satay sellers around there.


Even he also had to go around one city to find satay sellers who wanted to come with him.


Of course Bryan also had to spend big enough to comply with all Diana's requests, but he didn't care anyway it was all for his own son.


After almost 3 hours of driving around looking for satay sellers, Bryan had returned to his mansion with 10 pick up cars transporting goods along with carts of satay sellers and also his people.


When getting out of his car again Bryan was surprised by the presence of people who were there.


Diana had invited many people to come to her house. Even the servants in the mansion of his parents were all hauled away.


Flashbacks


Bryan stepped towards his wife who was waiting on the front porch with all his family.


The front page is also decorated in such a way that it looks like a party venue.


"Bryan why are we gathering all? diana said you want to say something?" ask his father-in-law


"I'm yeah?" bryan asked, pointing at his own face


"Yes, your wife said it herself" replied Evan's father


Bryan looked confusedly at his wife, while Diana turned the other way pretending not to see her husband.


Again Bryan was really surprised but what he could do if the wife had the will.


"Bryan" call Evan's father


"Let Bryan explain later, yeah, yeah" Bryan said


"All right"


"Bryan, what are you doing?" Bryan's grandmother asked when she saw her assistant granddaughter was busy dropping off items from pick-ups with her workers


"This is grandma, the Queen's mother is craving" Bryan said as he looked at his wife


The young pregnant woman simply smiled sweetly at her handsome husband. Bryan's grandmother turned to his grandson's wife.


"Oh again cravings" said the grandmother as she smiled towards Diana


"Yes Grandma" Diana replied with a smile


"Mr everything is ready" said assistant Rendy


"Thank you Ren" Bryan said


"Together sir"


"Everything is ready, and now what?" Bryan asked Diana


"What else, yes eat the mas" said Diana lightly and then stepped into one of the satay sellers


"Then why do you call so many people.Love?" Asked Bryan slightly raised his voice so that he heard Diana who had gone a little far


"Make up the sateenya mas, let's spit" said Diana while looking back


Papa Heru asked Pak An who was always loyal to stand beside him to tell everyone to enjoy the satay that Bryan had prepared


"Sir An, ask others to enjoy the satellite as my daughter-in-law wants" said papa Heru


"Okay sir" said Pak An directly carry out papa Heru's orders


"Well.... So the story is that we have satay parties" said Bryan lethargic to make all his family laugh when he heard Bryan's words


"Have enjoyed Bryan when else we can party like this" said papa Heru while chuckling


"True Bryan, you're not even the victim but you're the father. Dad just landed in Bali but your wife called me to send a sneak over here, she said you wanted to talk something but it turned out to be her point"


"Diana is not my wife, but my daughter too" Bryan said with a frown


"Ha ha ha" Evan's father laughed at his father's follow


"Bryan" reminded Anna's mother not to talk so to her in-laws


"It's okay, I've heard a lot that my daughter often troubles Bryan" said Evan's father


"So dad, I was even told to kiss the cheeks of the grandmothers we met at the supermarket" Bryan told his parents-in-law


"Ha ha ha, how does it feel?" ask Evan's dad


"Wrinkles" Bryan said


Plaques


"Aw is sick" Bryan complained as his grandmother hit him on the arm


"Your snails say? Your grandmother knows this young"


"So those grannies Bryan meant, grandma?" Ask Kiano


"You think?" Bryan's grandmother asked with an annoyed smile


"Ha ha ha" papa Heru laughed while Bryan and the others held back his laughter


"Stop laughing" the grandmother told her son


"Bryan you better samperin your wife, look at her" said mama Anna as she looked at her daughter-in-law carrying a tray containing a pile of satay


It also appears that Rendy asked her young lady to hand over the tray she had brought to her to bring but Diana refused.


Bryan's assistant was often troubled as much as his master, but when compared to the hassles of himself with Bryan.


So it was Rendy who was very troubled because she was the one who was going to go find what her young master's wife wanted.


But Rendy was more happy to be told than to feel the way her young master felt because of his wife.


Because if he were in Bryan's position, Rendy would never be able to show up again in the company after that day.


Bryan stepped towards his wife, then he picked up the tray that was in Diana's hands


"Well?"


"Don't bring heavy heavy" said Bryan as he stepped onto one of the tables that had been prepared there


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