Replacement Uterus

Future

After traveling for more than 30 minutes, the two finally arrived at the place, where the place that wants deniz show or want to show to ayla meslipun deniz know far away ayla already know this place because it is ayla from small here and it is impossible not for ayla knowing this place but one thing is certainly ayla does not know and that's why she brought ayla here.

Deniz closed the car door next to Ayla after leading ayla out with a heart so as not to be bumped.

Ayla's head of course looked up at the sky more precisely to one peak that was very familiar to her. his head turned to the side staring at deniz then raised his hand looking at his watch which showed not yet the time of dzuhur prayer.

"denize...".

"how about we have lunch? and soon it's time to pray dzuhur, right? ".

Ayla tried to think for a while, besides she was also hungry.free to argue with her mouth if her stomach is rumbling.

"well, I'm according".

Deniz smiled happily. one hand of deniz embraces the waist of ayla which looks already filled a little because of the pregnancy of ayla who has entered the 4th month while the other carries a bag of cloth in which contains colored mukena ayla black silk is soft and certainly expensive.

"i'm sure you'll love the food".

"whatever it is, don't be raw! I'm already hungry".

Deniz chuckled.the two entered the place which all amounted to 7 floors and one of them had a restaurant.

Yes, the place that wants to deniz enter and want to show something to ayla is to a seven-story mosque often called the umar bin khattab mosque in the German berlin city.

A few minutes after the two entered the restaurant, the time for prayer arrived.the two rushed to the floor where the place for prayer.

Not long, only less than 10 minutes of prayer in the congregation was completed. Deniz sat on the side of the wall where the prayer was, almost near the exit waiting for ayla.

His face turned on a sweet and handsome smile when he saw Ayla was already seen among the herd of other women who also came out but there are also those who still live to read the Qur'an.

"not out?! ". it was the first sentence as soon as ayla arrived in front of deniz while deniz was still sitting looking up at ayla. with her mind clearly read by ayla from the look of deniz's eyes in looking at her.

Deniz patted the seat next to him telling ayla to sit there without denying deniz.

Deniz smiled before starting his conversation, his eyes bead staring at the roof of the mosque then in all directions inside the mosque.

Ayla preferred to stare at deniz waiting for deniz to speak.

Ayla made can not open the voice to see the deniz in front of her.

"it was very fitting.time for the prayer dzuhur and I saw some people enter to pray into it, it was not yet open to the public as it is now! I went there after sending a message to the refat, after I finished praying.I stretched my hands over praying, something I had never done before in my life, because usually after the completion of the prayer I rushed away without praying for anything and at that time I was very hopeful, begging, asking to the almighty, which I believed could help me, he said, can help me, just hope to him one is god! you know beyza...?what I asked at that time..?". deniz's tears had slid beautifully wet his cheeks to the corner of his lips turned again to look at ayla after staring back up into the sky of the mosque.

Deniz smiled thinly as he grabbed Ayla's hand and held it tightly and then looked back at Ayla's face wrapped in hijab.

"i only asked for one thing back then, nothing more, nothing much, just asking for you. To be mine, to be my wife, I asked only you didn't want the other just that...that's all.". deniz spoke with a sobbing of his cry that he could not stand anymore as the two hands of ayla he held he kissed with his tears along with wetting ayla's hand.

Ayla brought her head closer to kiss deniz's head and her tears couldn't stand it either.

"now answered, right...? I'm yours.forever".

Deniz nodded in between his stuffing.

Ayla calms the deniz by draping her cheeks on the deniz's head, hoping to send warmth.

"so... That color you brought me here?! ".

Deniz nodded again but did not cry anymore.

Ayla chuckled.deniz who was now exactly like a child who was embarrassed finished crying.

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Sorry long update...😁😁😁

Maybe I'll finish this story in 2 or 1 more chapters...😊😊😊

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