Not the Replacement Uterus

Chapter 15

"Master why? How, even a dumbass?" khanza asked in the car.

But Rubby did not respond, the man stood by in his thoughts.

"Mr ..." Khanza shakes Rubby's body. Rubby gasped, glancing at Khanza at a glance. Then, he started the car and the car went straight.

Jiuzs ....

The car sped across the streets of the capital that was so crowded with vehicles. There was no conversation between Rubby and Khanza, they were busy with their own thoughts.

Khanza was silent because Rubby silenced him, why that man? Thought Khanza. While Rubby, not married, he had thought far. Khanza is still young, of course, many men will meekiriknya later if Rubby's age increases. Looking at the little guy just now, Rubby was already jealous.

Shortly after, they arrived at a famous boutique in the city. Khanza is no stranger to the boutique, as the boutique is quite exposed. Almost every day he passed there, during school first.

But only this time he will go in there, and buy clothes there that were never in his mind even once. Khanza is fixated on the whole boutique, the clothes are very good. The girl cupped her cheeks with her mouth gaping.

I can't believe he was a guest there. Looks like Rubby did prepare for this, see ... The other visitors did not see a single person. Rubby booked the place specifically for Khanza.

Although the wedding was simple, but he wanted this to be an unforgettable moment for the little girl. Khanza was still silent at the door, Rubby grabbed Khanza's hand.

"Come ...," take Rubby. "You choose which clothes you want." Rubby led Khanza in there.

"Siang, sir," greeted the employee with a friendly smile. "Please, Miss. Chosen his shirt," said the official again, but this time to Khanza.

Khanza scanned all the clothes on display there. However, there was no shirt that he was lyricizing. Not his clothes are ugly. Khanza only felt inappropriate if he wore the boutique clothes. Not the clothes available there. Branded goods, limitide edition.

"Let's choose, Khanza. Which clothes do you like" said Rubby, who was standing next to Khanza.

Khanza shook his head, he felt it did not fit him.

Shortly after, a boutique manager approached Rubby.

"Pass, Sir. What kind of model clothes do you want?" ask the manager.

"Find a good kebaya for him" Rubby replied as he glanced at Khanza.

The manager nodded, then asked Khanza to try the kebaya that Rubby meant. Like chicks obedient to the mother, Khanza tailed from behind. As for Rubby, the man was just waiting.

The manager, named Mira, told Khanza to take off his shirt and told him to try again. Khanza looks very beautiful after wearing white kebaya, his dress model shows the top of his chest. The shirt stuck perfectly on that tiny body.

Khanza came out, he showed Rubby the shirt. Rubby who was playing his posel, immediately stopped him when he heard the roar of steps that were familiar to him. Rubby looked at Khanza, only one word coming out of Rubby's face.

"Pretty."

While Khanza, he closed his chest slightly open. He was immeasurably ashamed. That perverted guy must have liked this shirt, Khanza thought. Khanza is still embarrassed.

Rubby moved from his seat, the man approached Khanza. Rubby grabbed the girl's chin, he wanted to see Khanza's sweet face. Not only that, Rubby released Khanza's hand that was still attached to his chest.

"Don't close, it's not too open" Rubby said after lowering the girl's hand.

"Shame," said Khanza.

"Why should I be ashamed, I've seen it, even everything." Rubby smiled mischievously.

"How, Master. Does the dress fit?" ask Mira.

Rubby nodded in response.

"You like this shirt, don't you?" ask Rubby. "I want you to look beautiful tomorrow. And this moment will be history for you" he said again.

"It's up to you, sir" Khanza replied innocently.

"I chose this shirt" Rubby told Mira, taken by Mira herself.

Khanza followed Mira again to take off the shirt, finished undressing and replaced it with another shirt Khanza returned. But he didn't see Rubby there.

"Where is he?" ask Khanza himself.

Khanza was looking for Rubby's whereabouts, until in the end. Khanza saw Rubby's whereabouts. But his eyes widened when he saw Rubby was in a place of women's clothing, what else is a forbidden place for men.

"Bcr ... Why is that guy there?"

Khanza approached Rubby closer, wanting to know what the man was doing.

Rubby is picking on a woman's nightgown, unmitigated. The man picked up some daleman and the clothes****si he was going to give Khanza and had Khanza wear them on his first night.

Rubby has yet to notice Khanza's presence behind him. The man smiled to himself, already imagining the first night with Khanza. It must be funny, Rubby thought.

"Grad ..." Deheman Khanza broke the man's perverted mind.

"What are you doing here? That too, what's the material shortage shirt for?" Khanza called the shirt a lack of material so unpleasant.

Rubby scratched his non-itchy head, he was ashamed of himself when the little girl convinced him. He wanted to give Khanza a sureprise. But baby, it looks like Khanza doesn't like that shirt. More precisely not to dislike, Khanza does not know the usefulness of the sacred clothes.

"Basic bawdy! It's old still thinking so," maki Khanza inwardly told the man.

Rubby put the sacred clothes back in place. And Khanza immediately smiled, Khanza breathed a sigh of relief Rubby did not buy it. But baby, when Khanza walked back to Rubby. Rubby grabs the shirt again, but this time it is unknown to Khanza.

Rubby paid for all the clothes, after which he met Khanza who was sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

They also came out of the boutique, and now they will visit the largest mall there. Khanza doesn't know where else Rubby will take him, they get in the car, the car goes at a moderate speed.

Khanza looked at the street around, this time he made a sound.

"Where else are we going?" ask Khanza.

"Buy the ring" replied Rubby without turning to Khanza. The man focused on his wheel.

A few minutes later, they reached the mall. Rubby was not long-winded, he immediately visited the jewelry store. Choosing a ring suitable for Khanza, until in the end he found a ring that fits perfectly on Khanza's finger.

Khanza still does not believe this. The wife of a married man.

Hullabies.