I didn't know what's going on until Peter invited us to come with him at the mall.

"Ah, hindi na. Pauwi na din kame. " I said abruptly.

The kids gave me their signature pouty looks when they heard what I said.

"Hindi mo man lang ba pagbibigyan ang gusto nila?" Peter asked and raised an eyebrow at me. He then sat on his toes to meet their eyes.
Gusto nyo mag-mall tayo?"

Both kids were about to nod in approval when they felt my gaze at them.

Their tiny grasps tightened on me and I sighed.

"Fine. Pero saglit lang ha. Alam nyo ang rules ni mommy, diba?" I asked and they nodded at me, their eyes shining with excitement.

"Thank you, 'my! Love you!" Olga and Oliver exclaimed in unison and hugged my waist.

For five years old, they are already tall.

Peter grinned at me and offered his right hand to the kids.

I watched as Oliver immediately grabbed it and I just couldn't believe what I just saw.

I followed them silently as Peter led us to his luxury car.

His driver was waiting for us and he bowed at me for a moment.

Like an obedient wife, I followed.

Teka, wife? Saan nanggaling yun?

I shook my head in my own craziness.

Olga sat with me and Oliver sat beside his sister with Peter seated beside the door.

"Saan po tayo, Sir?" The driver asked and looked at Peter thru the rearview mirror.

"Sa mall po, Kuya." Peter said and he drove us to the mall.

We went in silence while the kids played with each other inside the van.

As soon as we reached the mall, people stopped and stared at us.

The salesladies and salesmen bowed at us and flashed their smile.

I felt weirded out but Peter seemed to not care about it. It looked natural with him.

We headed to the toy section and the  twins jumped in delight.

"I want that, Dada!" Olga grinned and pointed at a Hello Kitty stuff toy.

"I want this Pikachu toy, Dada." Oliver smiled and hugged the stuff toy as well.

"Sure thing, kiddos." Peter smiled toothily and talked with the saleslady assigned.

She took care of the toys and gave the paper bags to us.

I was about to get it but Peter halted me. One of the bodyguards who were following us earlier got it for me.

The bodyguard with clean cut smiled at me in return as he held the bags.

I just stared at him in awe.

"Let's go to the clothing section." Peter cleared his throat and walked in between me and the body guard.

I watched him walk with my twins on each of his hands.

Looking at them, he seemed to be a perfect dad.

But I have to stop imagining things.

Olga hopped on her toes as she passed by a cute mint green dress.
Oliver followed her with his hands on his jeans pockets.

Come to think of it. He does look a lot like Peter.

The two men have the same mannerisms.

I watched as Oliver chose a simple blue polo and black denim for kids his age.

Peter nodded and smiled lovingly at my son.

I blinked. What he did warmed my heart.

Pero imposible! Reagan used to do those kind of things!

I shook my head again and struggled to walk towards them hoping not to be in trance again.

"Pwede ba tong isukat, Miss?" Peter asked.

"Yes po, Sir." The saleslady answered with a smile.

"Great! Ako na ang sasama kay Oliver sa kabilang cubicle ng fitting room." Peter turned to me and I nodded.

"Tara na, Olga?" I asked my daughter and she nodded.

The four of us went into the fitting room as his four bodyguards waited for us outside.

I chose the cubicle at the far end and Peter chose the one across us.

I immediately helped my daughter remove her clothes and put on the dress.

I snapped a picture of my daughter as she posed with a peace sign.
We snapped a little selfie and walked outside for her brother to see.

Just in time, Peter and Oliver walked out of their cubicle too.

Peter's eyes shone when he saw Olga looking very pretty in her mint dress.

Oliver looked equally dashing in his outfit.

Clearly, my kids have great fashion sense!

"Pretty, 'Ga!" Oliver praised his sister and Peter immediately requested something which warmed my heart.

"Picture tayo?" Peter asked and the kids nodded.

He positioned his camera for a selfie and I shied away letting him enjoy his time with my twins.

Apparently, Peter noticed what I did and called my attention.

"What are you doing? Sama ka sa picture." Peter said and I followed what he said.

We, four, smiled at the camera and even did some wacky poses.

The saleslady noticed us and offered to take our picture.

We posed for more and when we're done, we helped the kids change back to their clothes.

As soon as we're finished, Peter paid for the clothes and we're now on our way home.

He bought us food from the Drive-Thru since the kids complained about being tired already.

"I'll see you again soon, Olivia." Peter said when he carried my kids to their bed.

They fell asleep in the car and I'm thankful for them and his bodyguards.

We already have lots to carry inside the house.

I will definitely need additional arms to help.

Those were Peter's words before he left me dumbfounded when I closed the gate of my house.

What the hell just happened?