Can I borrow your womb?
May I Borrow Your Grace 20

Adzam went into the room. He caught me hiding behind the door.

" Why hide behind the door?" Adzam then closed the door.

Now he was astonished to look at me who appeared like this in front of him.

He approached me, even closer to the point that there was no longer any distance between the two of us.

" Sexy." whispered Mas Adzam in my ear.

I'm looking down embarrassed. All my life and all my marriage, only this time I wear less material clothes plus nets like this.

I feel uncomfortable with myself today.

" Sorry, em.. A. I just want to try. Uh, step aside first mas, I want to change clothes. said I try to control myself so as not to be nervous later.

" No need to change, baby. You are beautiful, charming and charming today." Praise me, Adzam.

" Seriously?" I asked again because I did not believe in Adzam's words.

" That's beautiful." Mas Adzam rubbed my shoulders that were not covered. The sound of Mas Adzam began to turn hoarse, his eyes began to glare. It seems he's holding something back.

He put me on the bed. Our bed was warm as a newlywed. After having sex with Mas Adzam I pray in my heart that this time our relationship will bear fruit. And secretly, during the time Adzam was busy with Hanum, I always tried to go to all places. Start medical and herbal.

I don't know myself. My intention was so round trying to get my uterus back fertile. Prayer never stopped me either. I must have a child!

The clock on the wall showed at eleven. Suddenly I wanted to eat fried rice. Even the sleeping Adzam I woke up, "Mad.."

Many times I wiggled the body of Mas Adzam. Because I didn't wake up, I ended up crying as much as I did beside Adzam.

As if consciously hearing the sound of my crying, finally Mas Adzam woke up. He rubbed his eyes, "Why?" He seemed surprised to see me cry.

Because I was already annoyed with Mas Adzam, I even more hardened my crying voice.

Mas Adzam looked panicked, he shook my body, "Which one hurts Yang? Speaking dong! It's uda night..!" Say it again Adzam.

" Would I eat fried rice? But you don't want to wake up." I said as I continued to cry.

Mas Adzam patted his eel the next second he laughed while holding his stomach.

" Just want some fried rice? O Allah Who.make you make it yourself." said Mas Adzam again.

I who felt ridiculed continued my cry. Finally with half-drowsy eyes Adzam came out to find me fried rice.

My heart turned cheerful, because Mas Adzam complied with my request.

After waiting almost an hour finally mas Adzam came home with my order, fried rice!

I poured the fried rice into the plate. Adzam and I enjoyed the hot fried rice. I stared at the half-cooked cow-eye eggs. Instantly my saliva seemed to want to drip.

Mas Adzam looked at me, he felt like I was watching. My gaze is still on the half-baked cow's eye egg of Mas Adzam.

" Want this?" Mas Adzam offered me his eggs.

I nodded my head. My face turned cheerful.

" adzam put his eggs on my plate. Instead I put my eggs on Adzam's mas plate.

I so enjoyed the half-cooked cow's eye eggs that belonged to Mas Adzam.

My fried rice finally ran out with nothing left, Mas Adzam looked astonished at me.

" So hungry is Yang?" Ask Adzam to be astonished.

I just smiled as I held my full stomach.

Sleepiness was so great to attack me that for a while I was asleep.

*****

The morning came, but I was still rolling in the blanket. Many times Adzam woke me up, but my eyes could not be opened.

" Yang, wake up! "

I opened my eyes a little, Mas Adzam already but with his work clothes. I also forced my body to sit.

" You sick Yang? why can't a gini grower wake up?" Mas Adzam was astonished to look at me. His hand was touching my forehead.

" I don't know, my eyes feel sticky. My appetite has increased as well. Wanted to eat delicious and immediately." I said again.

Mas Adzam looked at me, now his gaze moved towards my stomach. He's getting closer to me. His hand felt my stomach a little more distended. Mas Adzam picked up my lingerie.

" What the hell is mas?" I am ashamed and embarrassed.

" Which, look at your tummy change?" mas Adzam's gaze was still focused on my stomach.

" Why is it?" I looked at my own stomach.

" When has it become more bloated? Try to stand up!" Say it again Adzam.

I obey the words of Adzam,

" Later in the afternoon we check to the midwife, Mas went to work first." Adzam's words passed leaving me.

After the departure of Mas Adzam, I stood in front of the mirror. Looked at my fatter stomach.

What the hell happened to me?

Am I not pregnant?

I shower and put on my clothes. Not forgetting the instant hijab adorned my head.

I hurriedly went to the pharmacy, my main goal was to buy a testpack.

I bought five at a time. I can't wait to get home quickly.

Once I got home, I immediately took my water and dipped the Testpack into the water.

one minute I waited for the results. Slowly I opened my eyes to find out. And it turned out. There were two red lines and that meant I. I was pregnant!

Spontaneously I made a prostration of gratitude. I could not help but cry. Almost six years of marriage, with the doctor's diagnosis that I am barren. Eighty-five percent of me will not be able to conceive.In fact no one is able to resist the destiny of God. If Allah wills, Kun fayakun! Then it happened.

I sent a positive pregnant testpack photo to Mas Adzam. I can't wait to see Adzam's reaction.

Just waiting ten seconds, my phone rang. Mas Adzam's name is listed on the mobile phone screen.

" Hello mas?" It vibrates already the tone of my voice.

" This means what?" mas Adzam still does not understand the meaning of the photo I sent.

" Mum, I.. I'm pregnant." The next second only my crying voice came out. I no longer care what Adzam said on the phone until Adzam hung up I was still crying.

I'm like a madman, I'm crying for a moment, I'm laughing. My hand is still holding a two-striped red testpack.

Suddenly the sound of a car came into my yard. I walked forward peering out the sari behind the window. Who's coming? the car of Adzam? I saw Adzam running towards the door.

I opened the door.

Unexpectedly he was holding me, we cried together.