Not the Replacement Uterus

Chapter 61

The four of them had breakfast together. Zira unceasingly glanced at her son, there had to make him shed his tears. Unexpectedly, he was reunited with his son.

As Zira shed her tears, Hazel saw her. Then the man took his wife's hand. He looked in the direction where Zira's eyes were. They saw Khanza eating, of course Khanza and Rubby did not know that they were being noticed by their parents.

Zira and Hazel continue their breakfast until they finish.

"The taste of the cuisine is exactly the same as Khanza cuisine" Rubby said after eating.

"Oh, huh?" answer Hazel.

"Khanza must have inherited it from his mother, the fruit fell not far from the tree" Rubby said.

Zira smiled, even though they were separated still did not leave the similarities, which is often done by a mother, must often also be done by her son as well. Zira wants to know who Khanza has been living with all this time? Of course he will thank you very much for taking care of Khanza to this extent.

"Za, meet Mama with the man who raised you" Zira pinta.

"Of course, Ma. I'll introduce Mama to them, they love me and take good care of me" Khanza replied. But in reality, Seno's wife did not treat Khanza well. Khanza deliberately did not say that so that his mother did not feel guilty for not being able to care for him during his childhood.

When the meal was over, they separated. Khanza and Rubby left the dining room. They headed for the back garden, where there were flowers blooming there. During Khanza's stay with his parents, Khanza spent his time there. He took care of the flowers until the plants there look more beautiful and nice.

Rubby only found out that his wife liked flower plants, because as long as they lived with their household like no other household. Rubby was forced to live with his parents, of course it certainly makes Khanza not as free as living in his own home.

Rubby looked at his wife's smile, the woman looked happy.

"Mas, here?" take Khanza and wave her hand at her husband. And Rubby approached his wife closer.

"This is all you planted?" ask Rubby. Rubby also touched and kissed the flowers.

"No, Mas. I just took care of him, this is all Mama grew him" Khanza replied. "I've only been here two weeks, Mom. Planting flowers is not as easy as planting feelings, feelings can easily grow." Khanza said with a smile and touched the hand of her husband who was touching flowers.

"The story you're saying, Mas?" Rubby feels Khanza's remarks lead to him, as Rubby's feelings grow rapidly towards the woman who is now his wife.

"Are you feeling?" ask Khanza.

"Yes, because I love you with feelings. And that feeling grows on its own" replied Rubby. "Am ...?" Rubby took his wife's hand and kissed her.

"Yes, Mas" replied Khanza.

"Mas wants you to move out of here, you don't mind, do you?" Rubby deliberately asked first, because he could understand the position of his wife who had just met his parents, of course Khanza would still want to spend time with his parents.

"I go wherever you go, Mom. As a good wife, I will abide by your decision." Khanza hugged her husband's body.

Rubby loved his wife more and more, he did not choose Khanza as his wife. He is still a teenager, but he can act like an adult. Age is no guarantee of being an adult. Khanza was so far away with his first wife Rubby.

"Thank you for being an obedient wife." Rubby was no less tightly hugged his wife.

Rubby rubbed Khanza's cheek which has now started to babi. Gently rubbed it, then kissed the cheek with anxiety. Their actions do not escape someone's sight.

Zira saw that from a distance, even the woman again shed her tears. Just living together, now he has to separate again with his son. Although he was not willing, he still had to let go. Her son is married, of course her husband will certainly take her out of the house she now lives in.

Zira was surprised by the sudden arrival of her husband from behind, Zira turned to look at her husband. Hazel looked at Zira's wet cheeks.

"Why are you crying, Ma?" hazel asked, Hazel wiped away Zira's tears, and she no longer wanted to see her husband cry. In the past, maybe Hazel didn't care about his wife's cries. But now, Hazel won't let that happen again. Zira's suffering is enough.

"Khanza's leaving, Mama's losing her again." Zira continued to look towards Khanza and Rubby who were seen joking.

Should Hazel do something to keep her son from leaving this house? Hazel would do anything for her.

"Does Papa have to forbid them not to come out of this house, Ma?" Hazel asks his wife for an opinion.

Zira shook her head, she did not want to interfere in her son's household. He wants to see his son happy. A mother will do anything for the happiness of her child, a mother is willing to be tormented by longing for being far from her child. Just like what Zira would do to the princess.

"Then don't cry, Mama" said Hazel.

Zira was forced to show her smile to her husband. Although not sincere, but he had to do it. Zira decides to leave, allowing Khanza to enjoy her time with her husband. Hazel followed where her wife was going.

As for Khanza and Rubby, they did not know the presence of Zira earlier and the woman to tears because of them both.

"When did Mas' plan take me out?" ask Khanza.

"Quickly, Mas want to find a house ready for habitation. Mas will also look for him around here so you can still meet your Mama every day."

Khanza smiled at her, her husband was understanding. Unasked, Rubby knew what to do. Nor did he want to separate Khanza from his mother. Rubby knows how his wife feels.

"Thank you, Mas" said Khanza.

As the sun began to rise to the earth's surface, Khanza felt the sun begin to shine on his body. She was a little hot, finally Khanza took her husband into the house. She also remembered that her husband had not changed clothes from last night.

"Mas, I'll lend you Papa's clothes. I think your size is the same as Papa's" Khanza said upon arrival inside.

"Don't tell me he's the same age as Papa!" Rubby. Rubby is a little sensitive if his wife starts comparing him to a mature man like him.

"Bg ... Your mind always leads to age, your age is not far from Papa, Mas. Don't refuse old," Khanza sneered. "Already ah, I'm going to Mama's room first, want to get some clothes for you." Khanza went to his mother's room. On arrival there Khanza heard the talk of his parents.

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Seriate.