Not the Replacement Uterus

Chapter 63

While Rubby, he felt bullied by his little wife. Rubby finally sulked.

"It's a pretty fish." Khanza tried to reconcile, knowing that her husband was angry with her. Rubby's expression was clear that the man was angry.

Rubby did not budge, the man immediately sat down and crossed his hands in the chest. Khanza approached her husband and hugged him from behind.

"It's funny to be angry again. Don't be angry dong, Mas ... Later cepet old loh." Oops, Khanza. Rubby, instead of a smile he even added a frown.

"Yes, I'm old. Even old before his time, have children also not but already be the Fathers. That's what you mean?"

Duh ... It seems wrong what Khanza said, so Rubby even more angry.

"No, Mas. That's not what I mean!" Khanza no longer knew what to do so that her husband would not be angry with her.

It is still plain, Khanza so cute it will be. Abisnya confused also have a husband easily angry so, thought Khanza.

Voraciously, Khanza again ate his cake regardless of her husband who had been pouting. Until Khanza finished the cake, Rubby's expression did not change.

"Mas, dong already, Mas. Don't pout! What pouting anyway? Don't like his clothes? I'm looking for another shirt, aren't I?" Khanza was about to get off the chair he was sitting in but Rubby's hunting prevented him.

"No, this dress is fine."

"Nothing from where? His jutek face is still visible" Khanza said.

"Good darling ... I'm not angry." Rubby showed his fake smile to his wife.

"A sincere smile, Mom ... Don't make it like that!"

Aware of his childlike behavior, Rubby finally ended the meaningless debate. Instead of gigibutin better appearance he took his wife around the complex, who knows they find a suitable house according to their curiosity.

Without speaking, Rubby immediately pulled his wife's hand and took her out. Khanza, who was still upset with her husband, did not ask her where she was going.

Khanza followed her husband's steps, until he realized that he was looking at the houses one by one from a row of elite houses in the area. Rubby's eyes were fixed on a white paint-colored house that looked very majestic, and there was also a clear display mounted banner 'This house is for sale.'

"Za, it looks like this house is for us" Rubby said.

Khanza also observed the house.

"Isn't it great, Mom?"

"There will be our son, look. The garden is also spacious, so there is no need to leave the house if our child feels bored. This house is not far from Papa and Mama's house, is it?"

Rubby said there was a point too, finally Khanza decided to accept her husband's offer. They will make this house their palace.

"If there's something you don't like, just stay here" Rubby said.

"Alright, Mas. I'm up to you."

After feeling the house was suitable, Rubby just thought about the payment. And he handed this to Bayu's secretary as well as his right hand.

"Yes, we're going home now. It's noon, Papa's son is overheated" Rubby said as he touched Khanza's stomach.

They went home on foot, their fingers interlocked. Khanza is very happy. And so did Rubby, he didn't expect at all. Married a woman he hated. It's even rattling in his office at night.

Soon, Rubby and Khanza arrive at Hazel's house. Khanza is looking forward to meeting his parents soon. And coincidentally, Zira was in front of the house. Enjoy the cold air there.

"Walk around the complex" replied Rubby.

"Ma, we've found the right house for us. You know that white house next door? Turns out the house was for sale." Khanza enthusiastically said that, Zira was also happy.

"Oh yeah? Good dong, Mama can accompany you every day if Rubby is in the office," replied Zira. "When did your plans move?" tanyanya.

"Quickly, after the payment is complete we immediately move, is it a pity?" rubby said to his wife. Khanza nodded, asserting in response.

"Yes, I hope you rest" Zira told the boy and his daughter-in-law.

Finally, Khanza and Rubby rested their bodies in the room, Khanza lay his body on a mattress, followed by her husband. They took a nap together.

The day changed

Rubby is ready to go through his activities as usual. He will go to the office today and take care of the house he will buy.

"Darling, I'll go to the office first, okay?" pamit Rubby to Khanza.

"It's still morning, Mas. Why are we leaving so early in the morning?" ask Khanza.

"Mas wants to go home first, only after that to the office. You just pack your clothes, Mas has told Bayu to take care of everything.

After that, Rubby left. Even the parents of Khanza were still asleep, he deliberately did not wake them. Because Rubby knew, the couple was again kasmaran. Just imagine, thirteen more years they separated, of course the two parents Khanza is drunk in love. According to Rubby, the second pubescent.

Khanza drove her husband to the front of the house, the sun had not yet appeared.

"But be careful?" khanza said to her husband who was about to board his car. "Don't forget to eat breakfast" he continued. Even so, Khanza always remembered her husband's stomach. She never let her husband go on an empty stomach.

In the car, Rubby looked up at the food box his little wife had made. He is grateful to get a replacement for Jihan who is much better than his first wife.

Dissolved in Rubby's mind, until it did not feel he had arrived home at exactly six in the morning. The house looks lonely. It was so different when Khanza lived here. At this hour his wife was already busy in the kitchen, helping the assistants make breakfast for them.

Until Rubby has now gone inside, because of hunger, he also enjoyed the provision of his wife. Just a fried rice with beef eggs, but it looks very appetizing. Until the aroma was so smelled by the smell of Baras who had just woken up and went straight to the kitchen. He found Rubby, his son.

"By, when are you coming home?" asked Laras while taking a drink in the kitchen.

"Just now, Ma," replied Rubby. Seeing his son was eating and eating very greedy, Laras was hungry.

Laras thought that the food Rubby ate from the cooking of his assistant, in fact, was not. On the table there was no food as Rubby ate.

"By, Mama try dong!" The barrel pulled the plate in front of his son, but unfortunately the food was over. So Laras didn't try his daughter-in-law's cooking.

Finally, Mama was disappointed because she was not. "Bi ... Mama kengen Khanza cuisine. When did you get your wife to stay here again?"

"Khanza won't stay here, Ma" replied Rubby.

Laras's eyes were already glaring, what did the son mean? There may be something going on between them, thought Laras.

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