Replacement Uterus

pregnant again

"what...this..?". accompanied by ayla's footsteps that stopped. her eyes straightened looking forward without even touching and her handrails were both released.

Deniz smiled to see the woman he loved so much was dumbfounded. deniz again grabbed ayla's hand for her to hold, jerking ayla to hit the chest of her field.

Deniz put both his hands on ayla waist looking at ayla intensely.

"didn't I have answered earlier.?". it was deniz's first utterance after a few moments of silence staring at enjoying his wife's face and not forgetting the thin smile on his handsome face. victory. because what? fornah...

Deniz managed to make ayla's heart unbecoming in there.

Ayla gulped her saliva nervously.

'with this guy, it's really not good for his heart! I no longer love her but.every day or every time.I always managed to fall in love with her ughhh..this is not fair, just look at her...with her annoying smile+annoying'. ayla satin. deniz speech only faintly sounded in her ears before she cleared her throat recovering her expression that was in love drunk.

Ayla tried to push the body of Deniz away from her especially there were several pairs of eyes that were looking towards them.

But free because deniz does not intend to release ayla.

Forced ayla to give up looking at deniz.

"yes I remember! but..must use that?! ". asked ayla without turning her eyes to look at the handsome face of her husband plus with her bead eyes are very beautiful and unique to him...his son should resemble deniz and the bead of deniz's eyes should go down to his son's son but another of the deniz. deniz wants their son to look like me both male and female and also have to inherit my bead on the grounds of one, loving him madly without sharing with their child if their child has any resemblance to him. Jealousy outside will be healthy.I will shake my head and sigh in frustration if I remember that. the talk that does not want at all this man discussed.the answer will only be one sentence. 'whether men or women, all must be similar to you beyza? '. he's crazy.

Last night we actually had a fight just because of the problem.

Flashbacks...

22:12 New berlin-german time.

Hearing deniz's words that made no sense to her at all. Ayla got up to her feet chasing the steps of deniz who was already angry indistinctly and she was willing to enter the bathroom, and she was willing to enter the bathroom, want to clean his body after it was out of hot activity.

"then..what if later born and my son looks like you, do you plan not to accept it?! ". ayla's voice yelling angrily as well as furious with deniz.

Deniz stopped his steps.turned to look at Ayla with a cold face that was not friendly at all.

Deniz singed a vile but ignorant smile.he stepped towards ayla with a slow but definite step on his target.

"honey...? looks like you have to fix what you said just now! my son...?".

Ayla slowly retreated her steps while staring at deniz in horror. Her steps stopped because the bed behind her blocked her, really very much in her way. want to go up to the bed escape? it is not possible.want to be sideways, deniz has already banned his movement.denied deniz? is that possible. a man's anger? never provoke him.

So.So he said without thinking and my son's word is a very sensitive word for this man.

Ayla gulped, beside her face because she did not want to look at the face of Deniz who was now only a few feet away.

Deniz raised the corner of his lips to form a vile smile. Raised his hand grabbing ayla's chin to stare at her face more staring into her bead eyes then deniz would lock ayla's bead eyes with her sharp gaze, which in no way can be rejected ayla and sontak make ayla's body according to deniz.

"honey...? we make it the same, remember hm...?". deniz spoke right before Ayla's lips, which to him was very intoxicating.

Just a few minutes ago they just finished a hot activity and now? he wants it again.

Deniz cursed in heart.

Ayla again gushed again while blinking blink both eyelids. His breathing really rose and down and his heartbeat was really unstable in there.

"i don't think your body is tired anymore, dear...? for the next round, what do you think..?". denis said in ayla's ear, which suddenly made ayla's body creeps.

Ayla closed her eyes. both her hands rejected the chest of the deniz field without a thread because now deniz only uses a towel wrapped around her waist.

Actually, they had taken a shower earlier but once out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist deniz. she looked at me in front of the glass that was tidying up her hair and planned to be a sweet bob after serving her husband but deniz who could not hold back her lust especially saw me who was using long blue sexy lingerie limited thighs back provoke this man's lust and here he is now.with the man wrapped in a towel in front of him.

"i'm wrong! sorry..I was too furious and angry with you earlier.lagian".

Deniz raised an eyebrow, an answer he did not want to hear.

Ayla's usual expression without being surprised because it's common deniz to do to him, he took a breath before speaking.

"alright! he's your son.will always be your son and forever.my son with you, our son.cup! ". ayla replied to deniz's kiss.

"have you?!". asked ayla staring at deniz's face.

Deniz smiled vile victory.he again kissed ayla's lips but not once but several times until ayla was amused and he was chuckling.

"more than enough and very soothing". deniz said as she hugged Ayla's body and placed her chin on ayla's shoulder.

Ayla returned deniz's embrace.

"then how...".

"want to look like anyone she's still my son with you beyza? but I will die in jealousy if our son looks like me! just one makes me unable to think about how my future would be what if all? oh beyza, I could really die of jealousy".

Ayla chuckles at deniz's words.

"do not call me dear?.. arghhhh...I am jealous of my own son, who is not even born ughhh....". deniz increasingly tightened his arms.

"trust me my love will not be divided". sure ayla to deniz.

"you said a sentence that could not be beyza at all? don't calm me down now, even if you didn't say that but I know the truth, baby...? your love will certainly be divided for our children, your attention.ah everything anyway.

"denizz? you are wrong, so wrong! not a divided love but time.if love....I believe the more days I love you and fall in love with you as well and so our child is born? then my love will increase to you..ehmmm...it is difficult to express with words but..sure...more children, more love I do you but? if time? that's new, yes, if now my time is all for you but later? you have to share it with your son! the more children you have, the less your time will be! of love? it will continue to be there for you".ayla stretched out their embrace and looked at deniz's face.

"do you not want to share your time with your child? ".

Deniz shakes his head. Ayla smiled then kissed deniz's lips briefly.

"wouldn't you like having a lot of children? ".

Deniz briefly rounded his eyes before blushing his face in embarrassment then quickly hugged Ayla. he smiled on ayla's shoulders.

"of course you want, it's delicious. arghhh.". deniz screams as ayla twists deniz's belly.

Ayla growled but deniz chuckled.

Deniz scratched his head which was not itchy at all.

"but still beyza...? I want our kids to look like you".

Ayla raised one eyebrow.

"reason again? don't tell...".

Deniz chose to look the other way instead of looking at Ayla's face which was now upset at him.

"i'm afraid you'll fall in love with our son and your love for me will diminish and you'll forget me and all.Taken by our son, your attention, your affection, your time.all".

And as he said, he could only stare at Deniz in disbelief, shake his head inexhaustibly and sigh.

It really doesn't make sense.

Flashback...

Is there anything like her husband? jealous of the passing. I was curious about the husbands of the women out there. is it the same as this man? and if it is? oh I don't have a solution. I myself am really frustrated. ughhh.