Replacement Uterus

not here, Ma?

"where?! ". asked ayla with a look of confusion on her face was clear but still followed the steps of deniz who pulled his hand.

Deniz smiled thinly.

"just come! ". replied deniz. increasingly make ayla in the field of curiosity.

They entered one of the boutiques in the country.

Ayla's eyes gawked at all the clothes and all kinds of clothes in there especially it was Muslim clothes.

"deniz..you...!".

"calm down, I won't force you to cover yourself if you don't want to, it's only temporary because we're going somewhere where you have to dress for a little while can you?... otherwise.maybe we can't get into it".deniz said gently reassuring ayla.

Deniz's remarks made ayla curious and without extending their talk.ayla immediately stepped deeper and deeper looking at the clothes she wanted to wear without caring for a friendly young woman maybe the boutique employee.

Deniz behind ayla followed in ayla's footsteps with her face that did not stop smiling.

"want me to choose baby...?".

"i want to choose myself and you have to agree whatever my choice is.

Deniz smiles.

"happy, my beloved wife". deniz's answer made some female employees there who had been staring at deniz with a look of immediate surprise as soon as the wife said out of the mouth of deniz.

And Deniz deliberately put out that sentence to stop the woman's gaze on him that he did not like at all and made him uncomfortable.

"i choose this and...ini..how?! ". ayla showed me the choice of clothes and long hijab she took.

"i want to see it in your body". deniz jail smile.

Ayla just scoffed.

Ayla's eyes turned to look at a young woman who had been following her.

"there's a dressing room?! ". asked ayla with a flat face.

The young woman allowed Ayla in front of her to point the way to the dressing room.

Deniz went to the cashier to pay because he no longer needed to see the results.for ayla what he chose was what he would take.

Deniz took out his card to pay then turned his head to the side as the corner of his eye caught ayla's shadow.

"how?! ". asked ayla after wearing clothes that had covered all parts of her body except her beautiful face.

Deniz smiled happily.

"very very beautiful!". replied deniz without being able to take his eyes off ayla especially from ayla's face.

Ayla smiled shyly but it was all just a moment before ayla turned the other way and stepped out.

"come on, it'll be noon".

"thank you, ma'am? ". deniz said to the young woman who accompanied his wife earlier even up to the dressing room with a little running deniz chasing ayla's step.

"hey..?". call deniz so out of the boutique.

Ayla turned her head without stopping her steps towards the deniz car parked in front of the boutique.

Ayla opened the car door but could not because Deniz had not pressed the active button in the car key.

Ayla's eyes stared into the hands of deniz who was holding the car door, blocking it while deniz was right behind him even she could feel the warmth of deniz's body.

And her? would tease.

"i'm in love again beyza?! ". that was the first sound of deniz after a few seconds of silence waiting for ayla's annoyance.

Deniz looked down because ayla's height was limited to the bottom of her chin in addition today ayla only wears sports shoes, considering being pregnant young.

Ayla's chest is seen up and down with her irregular breathing in addition to her heartbeat.

Deniz lowered his head and spoke in front of Ayla's ears, which were now covered in hijab.

"what should I do.?...kamu...". deniz's eyes stared intently ahead but strongly implied lust.

"have a solution, honey...?for this new love". fuhhh...

Ayla raises one shoulder as deniz blows her ears.Warm deniz breath is clearly felt even to the point that it is all over her body.

Ayla growling.

"deniz...? this is a public place, open the door quickly? we're not going? ". annoyed ayla shifted the topic, but free.

Deniz smiled wickedly.

"they all here already know who you are and more who I am for you, husband and wife making out wherever it is halal dear?! ".

'you're teasing me asshole! '. ayla in the heart.

Ayla flipped her body and just touched the body deniz.they looked at each other with a very close distance.

'if this isn't a public place, it's been ***** sweet and sexy lips are ughh...'.

Ayla smiled triumphantly.

"how? want to continue, I'm sure you will suffer at the end of my husband?! ". ayla smiled wickedly.

Deniz cursed annoyed as well as growling.

Tut...

Deniz unlocks the key.

Ayla smiled thinly before getting into the car after being opened by deniz. ayla briefly peeked deniz's cheeks that made deniz eyes rounded.

"no entry?! ". ask ayla as soon as she's in the car.

"oh? ". deniz voice after jerking.

Ayla tilted her face looking at deniz with her squeaking eyes.

"ki-ki-ta left". replied the nervous deniz then quickly stepped into the door to Ayla's right.

Ayla shook her head leaning her back to look at the deniz who got into the car and still looked nervous.