
"Darling are we allowed to buy all his gear now? I think it's pretty itchy with the view"
Murat began to ask Aishe with her eyeballs constantly staring towards the several baby utensils that were before her.
Aishe seemed to chuckle at how enthusiastic the husband was to welcome the birth of their child.
Aishe was clearly more calm in welcoming the birth, preparing things to be important first, while the husband was clearly so enthusiastic and excited, he said, even every time you see unique items Murat would always want to buy them.
Because of the initial agreement they do not want to know the gender of the baby, so every time Murat buy something ordinary with natural or soft colors such as cream or white.
"Darling?"
Murat asked Aishe again.
"Alright, we can find it according to what our Daddy wants"
Aishe said as she gently stroked her own stomach then stared inside Murat's face.
As Murat's face turned so bright, he quickly clasped Aishe's hand tightly and began to explore every corner of the store.
"Is this good?"
Murat asked while raising 2 baby shoe models in front of Aishe.
"Hmmm"
Aishe seemed to think for a moment.
"I thought this one"
Murat nodded quickly, then he suddenly raised the tip of his eyebrow.
"Isn't it better to take it both ways?"
Ask her again suddenly.
Aishe chuckled.
"Darling you can buy it but do not overdo it, because the baby will grow quickly, in addition to excess is also not liked by God"
Immediately Murat gave his smile.
"All right"
The man again chose some items that he liked, twisting Kesana-here looking for what he considered important and suitable as what the wife said.
"I think this is enough"
Murat spoke while pushing a grocery trolley that was already full of her chosen items.
Aishe seemed to nod, following Murat's steps towards the cashier's desk.
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"Tired?"
Murat asked as soon as they finished making the payment, letting Aishe sit in one of his usual chairs available at the shopping center.
The personal assistant was asked to bring their belongings to the car first.
The man let his wife sit on a chair while he sat down while holding his body with both feet.
Murat tried to remove both sides of the flat shoes belonging to the aishe, checking the state of his feet which turned out to be quite flushed.
"It's flushed"
Murat stared worriedly at Aishe's face, letting her feet rise above her thighs and slowly Murat began massaging her feet.
He did not care at all about the gaze of the person who went back and forth, seemed to glance or even whisper because he saw his actions on the wife.
"We can keep walking to the parking area, then go straight home"
Said Murat while gently stroking Aishe's face.
As soon as the wife nodded and began to stand, suddenly Murat quickly grabbed Aishe's body and immediately carried her in front of the bridal style to make the wife surprised.
"Darling?"
Aishe directly draped her hand to the neck of the murat.
"Aren't you tired? I don't think your legs are okay, baby, I can carry you all the way down"
Murat spoke while walking straight ahead.
"We're so heavy, people see us"
Said Aishe while glancing around them.
Murat seemed to stumble over a smile, not caring at all about the people's views, for her the important thing was that Aishe did not feel tired and her legs were fine.
"Sstttt if this one I have to argue a little bit"
Murat replied as he continued to move.
At once Aishe smelled his smile, stared for a moment at Murat's face and entered into the arms of the man with millions of feelings of gratitude.