Ana's POV
They nod as I say this, and we both exit the Lexus and saunter to the mall establishment, Glory at my side and Oluchi walking behind, our feet meeting the concrete floor.
"Where do we go from here?" Glory asks and I shrug, leaving the question for Oluchi to respond.
"How about the babies' department?" Oluchi suggests, and I gape at her dumbfounded.
"Why the babies' department?" Glory queries, voicing my thoughts.
"Why so surprised, she's expecting," Oluchi responds. "There's no harm in being prepared."
"But people will suspect," I intercede not getting her drift.
"Look around you," she urges and we obey. "No one will notice, they are all going about their different business, so you've got nothing to worry about."
"I know, but you can never tell who is watching," I insist, still not accepting her idea.
"Stop acting so paranoid!" She shuns and clenches our waists.
"I see her point though," Glory speaks much to my dissatisfaction. "We can get a few stuff for the baby."
"That's absurd," I argue, my feet moving forward as Oluchi steers us to the section of the mall written BABIES CLOSET in bold colorful letters. "I don't even know the gender of the baby yet. Heck, my bump is not even out."
"Which is the more reason you should start now," she beams. "Take a look, isn't this cute?"
"It is but--" I give up at how charming and colorful the place is. Various toys of different shades are seen scattered almost everywhere, clothes that can fit from day-olds till five years of age are hanged in numerous sizes and designs on the walls. What pulls on my heartstrings is the six-month-old boy crawling to us with tiny chubby arms, his fair complexion going well with the curly black baby hair atop his head.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry," a young lady of probably thirty years rushes out from behind a large banner lined with the thirty-six letters of the alphabet and numbers 1-10. "I didn't know I had customers."
"It's fine," I tell as Oluchi scoops up the little boy in her arms murmuring intangible words to him as he giggles adorably.
"So how can I be of assistance?" The lady questions. "Anything catch your fancy?"
"Aaah," I murmur, not sure why but I can't seem to come up with a reply.
"Nope, we were just looking around," Glory retorts, saving the day. "I'll be back some other time to pick up a few things."
"That will be great!" The woman squeals. "How gone are you?"
"Um, sorry?" Glory quizzes in confusion and I hold in my laugh while Oluchi snorts.
"I meant to say how old is your pregnancy. There's no lump yet so I'm guessing in the first trimester?" She doubts, her stare drifting from Glory's face to her belly.
"Oh, oh," Glory understands, her cheeks flushing as she places me a strong gaze. "It's for my friend, she's about three months pregnant."
"Okay then," the fair lady smiles. "Feel free to come back anytime."
"I'll bear that in mind," Glory communicates and signals to the child. "You've got a charming son by the way."
"Thank you. I hope he wasn't too much trouble?" She channels this question to Oluchi who is engrossed in blowing on the toddler's tummy bringing about a giggle now and then.
"Hell no!" Oluchi exclaims. "I wish I can keep him."
"I wish too," she snickers, taking him from Oluchi's arms. "I guess you are the expectant one?"
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