Can I borrow your womb?
May I Borrow Your Grace 17

I just shake my head.

I chose Hanum to be my husband's second wife because I believed Hanum's faith was strong. But why is it like this?

" Hanum, where's your hijab?" I was a little strict with him.

Anyway I want the old Hanum.

He came in leaving me. I don't give a shit.

I waited for the usual chicken porridgeer to pass by our compound. Today I was cooking. My mood's fucked up.

Ah, that's him the porridgeist passed by, I went inside to pick up the bowl.

" Bang buy!" I waved my hand.

" Three bang" I said again.

I brought three bowls of chicken porridge. I prepared three glasses of warm sweet tea to accompany our breakfast this morning.

Adzam had taken a shower, was well dressed. We sat down three to enjoy breakfast.

" She, we'll find a house for Hanum." I opened the conversation this morning.

" Oh yes." you follow Fi." said mas Adzam.

I just nodded as a sign of agreement.

" Num, have you resigned? " tanyaku.

" Not Fi."

" If according to mas anyway you should just resign from your job" said mas Adzam gave advice.

" Well, I'll think about it."

We had finished eating, now we left the three of us to find a suitable home for Hanum. However, Hanum is now the legal wife of Mas Adzam. It should have received the right from Adzam's salary. And I am a woman who is greedy for the treasures of Adzam.

After an hour of circling around, we finally found a suitable home for Hanum. Minimalist house, a complex not far from my home. It may take half an hour to get in the vehicle.

Hanum's house is on the outskirts of the city while my house is in the complex. It doesn't matter to me. I always wanted a comfortable and quiet home.

We also continued to buy beds, cabinets and kitchen needs. That is the main need in a household. For the furniture business, I leave it to Hanum.

Well, finally it's all gone. Hanum has his shirt here. We cleaned the house together. Tonight Hanum will be staying at this house.

It's afternoon. Hanum's new house is tidy. I got permission to go home, but Mas Adzam was going to take me.

" Mas inter ya Fi." said mas Adzam volunteered.

" Do you dare to stay here, Num?" many ensure.

There was doubt on Hanum's face, "Dare to Fi" he said.

" Okay, I'll go home, yeah, Assalamu'alaikum."

" Neylorda."

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We left Hanum's house. There was still some awkwardness between me and Adzam. We never ran out of talk stuff. Why is it cold now?

We've arrived home, I cleaned myself for a moment to be fresher.

I honestly miss Adzam who was always warm to me.

It's been ten days since Adzam got married he raj ever touched me, but he used to be so late if only three days I didn't give him a biological ration. What's more if I'm having monthly guests, then he'll be more worried. Is it because there is Hanum?

I look beautiful today. As much as possible I want to warm our bed that has been cold.

Mas Adzam is still busy playing mobile phones, occasionally smiling.

I approached Mas Adzam, "go take a bath first." I said softly.

" Yes, just a little bit more."

The gaze did not switch one bit from his mobile phone.

An hour, two hours I waited for him in the room, but Adzam was still engrossed in his world.

O Allah. If this is your way, sincere servant O Allah.

I pulled the blanket over half my body. It's not just my body that's tired. My mind is tired of accepting and living this reality.

I don't know what time Adzam came into the room. All I knew was that when I woke up in the middle of the night, he was by my side and asleep.

I looked at my husband's face, "Well, why are you getting so far away from me?" muttered.

" Danum..."

Huh huh? Mas Adzam deliriously mentioned Hanum's name.

How much love have you had for Hanum? Until you go to sleep, you still say his name.

" Hanum .. mas misses!"

I held Adzam's hand.

I have lost your love.

I hugged my husband's body. For your happiness let me feel this pain!

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The morning has come. The sun is shining brightly. Mas Adzam was preparing to leave for the office. I was busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast.

Mas Adzam is sitting at the dinner table, "Good morning mas.." I said kindly.

I tried not to discuss the bad things that made me and Adzam quarrel.

The cup! I kissed her cheek softly.

He held my face. Now we look at each other. Beyond my expectations, Mas Adzam kissed my lips so gently that I could not resist. I returned a kiss from Mas Adzam.

I'm not a hypocrite, as a wife who hasn't touched her husband for almost two weeks. Of course there is a longing to make out with her husband.

For a long time we kissed until we were both awake and laughing together.

" Uda is late!" I tried to remind.

Adzam just smiled.

" Later in the afternoon!" He blinked his eyes.

" Start flirtatious huh." I tried to tease him

This morning the mood slightly improved after a warm welcome and attention from mas Adzam.

After breakfast I drove Mas Adzam to the door. Don't forget I hugged her, "Be careful!"

Adzam waved to me.

I went into the house after Adzam's car had disappeared.

I immediately cleaned up the house so I could relax for a moment.

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Today I opened my social media. So much lingerie fluttering in my bathtub. After almost five years of marriage with Adzam I have never tried sexy clothes like this. Every night I always wear a nightgown like someone who wants to sleep. And Mas Adzam also never talked about this sexy outfit throughout our marriage.

Finally after thinking carefully I also tried to order one black lingerie with minimal cuts. Hopefully I have the guts to wear it in front of Mas Adzam.

Anyway I need to look attractive in front of Mas Adzam. Especially after Hanum's presence in my household. Mas Adzam was fascinated by the beauty of Hanum to bring his name in his sleep.

I stood in front of the mirror. Is my face getting old? Or mas Adzam who is in the second pubescent land?

I don't know if this makes my head woozy.

The bell at home rang many times. I walked to the front to open the door.

Huh! what's he coming for again?