Nanny Dearest

Chapter Sixty five Prepare Future

“I’m looking for something big,extra not some little kid shit.” Makar told the jeweler, the seller and I gave each other a look before looking back at my son.

“Who’s buying the ring again?” I asked him as he held the diamond 10k white carat in the air studying like he knows what he’s doing. 

“Yeah but you’re not going to give my mom no rinky dink ring.” Makar smart ass said back and I smack him upside the head making him drop it, lucky the jeweler caught it.

Earlier this morning I was going to stop by the rehabilitation center to check up on Halston but I saw Makar up trying to make Marya and I some breakfast but burned the toast. I decided that right now is actually a good time to shop for a ring and since I promised Makar that he can help I told him to get wash and dress.

Now I'm currently dealing with the brat and his slide ass comments. I give more props to Marya because he behaves more when he's around her and I'm not gonna start hitting him so he can listen. 

Will smack the back of his fucking neck on anytime though. 

"Rinky-dink?" I asked him, raising an eyebrow.

"It means ugly." He rolled his eyes and I tilted my head.

"It means old fashion or amateurish shit" I cross my arms leaning on the glass a little looking over the rings. I saw from the corner of my eye that Makar tried to copy me but he was a little short. I let out a small chuckle, turning my head to actually looking at my small twin. He looked up at me with a big smile on his face turning his head back to the glass that held the rings.

"Why not get that one." He pointed out a ring that was similar from the first one but slightly smaller. 

"That's a perfect engagement ring." I commented and the jeweler went to go take the ring out.

"Really?" Makar asks and shrugs my shoulders. 

"For middle class people." I finished my sentence and saw the Jeweler hesitantly leave the ring where it's at and close the glass. 

"Hey be humble." Makar hit my arm and I quickly pinch his ear.

"You're the most spoiled child in this place." I said and finally let go of his ear before ruffling his hair. My son looked at me and pouted, standing on his tiptoes Makar attempted to snap his fingers to get the worker's attention. 

"Yes young man?" The jeweler said, shifting his attention to Makar.

"Bring me four of your most biggest and expensive rings please." The boy demanded holding four fingers up like the man in front of him doesn't know how to count. 

The jeweler nod his head and looked at me and I nod my head. The man left going in back and I sat down on one of the chairs while Makar looked around. I felt my phone in my pocket buzz and I took it out seeing that Marya was calling so I answered. 

“You’re finally awake?” I asked her while leaning back on the chair keeping my eyes on my son. 

“Where are you and where’s my child?” She asked me a smile spread on my face and ran my fingers through my hair. 

“At the mall giving me grey hairs, did you eat?” I asked her and her tone became a bit more chipper since she knew our location. 

“Not yet I’m about to though, did you two ate?” She question and I bit my lip.

“Mcdon-

“That’s not fucking food Ruslan.” Marya quickly cut me off and I held in my laugh.