Can I borrow your womb?
May I Borrow Your Grace 21

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.

Mas Adzam repeatedly rubbed and kissed my stomach.

After we were both quite calm, Mas Adzam took me to see a doctor.

" Be prepared today to see a doctor. "

Without denying I immediately went to take a shower. Again, I failed to focus on my stomach.

I also remember the last time I was on the moon.

Until I finished the shower I didn't remember.

We'll go to the gynecologist immediately. It took me thirty minutes to get to the clinic.

Throughout the journey I told you many things. One of them, I buy more often rujak, and every time there is a food seller through I also never absent to buy it.

And now we're at the clinic. I was asked to do the USG to make it clearer.

My heart is beating fast. I was afraid of being disappointed the second time.

" Thank God, ma'am, positive mother is pregnant, she is three months old." The doctor explained.

Adzam and I looked at each other. I rubbed my wet face.

" How many kids are you?" The doctor asked us again.

" Buk's first child. Waiting for almost six years." I explained again.

" Mash Allah.. Hopefully safe, healthy baby and mother yes ma'am" said the doctor's mom praying for us.

After paying for the administration and bringing home the vitamins we finally went home.

Before going home, we stopped by the supermarket for pregnant women's milk.

Throughout the wedding, this was the most beautiful moment of my life.

Mas Adzam took my hand, we entered the supermarket and were confused to choose the milk of pregnant women.

" Which one is it?" Ask me about Adzam.

" Brown is the only one." Answer me again.

I also bought some snacks for the house. I don't know, my appetite's been increasing lately.

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We have arrived home, I immediately cleaned myself to be cleaner and fresher.

I saw Adzam calling someone. I did not dare to approach, afraid it would only hurt if later heard the talk of Adzam and Hanum.

O God, why does destiny seem to be playing games with me?

" Which?" I heard Adzam calling me.

I was still silent behind the door. I rubbed the corner of my watery eyes.

Slowly I approached Adzam, it seemed he was done calling.

" Which, my mother and sisters will come." The sound of the voice of Adzam.

" Have Adzam informed my mother?"

" Not yet, I just say tell the house now there is something important" replied Mas Adzam.

I didn't wait long for my mom and my sister to arrive.

When the bell rang, Adzam and I immediately got up to open the door.

" Assalamu'alaikum..." Mama said hello.

" Waalaikumsalam, my mother.."

We hugged each other like we had never met for a long time.

" You fat baby?" Asked mama in wonder while watching my posture.

I also hugged my best sister, Ririn.

" Masha Allah.mbak Afi. seems very peaceful."

I just smiled, finally for a long time, they could gather again in my house.

As usual, we gathered in the living room,

Mas Adzam patted his eel." Forgetting the one." she replied again.

Mas Adzam gave me his phone, "his own phone "

I called Hanum, and I heard Hanum's spoiled voice across the street.

" Num, can you come home?"

I heard a change of voice to Hanum. He was nervous when he found out I called him.

After confirming that I finally broke the connection on the phone.

" Call who?" ask mama wonder.

" Hanum, ma." I answered briefly,

" What is our plan? Time not to eat?" ririn asked again, while Raka was still in her cold style like a polar bear.

" Tanya Afi deh today ma eat what" said mas Adzam.

Mama looked at me full of probes. I just had an indistinct smile.

Mama walked into the kitchen, wanted to see the seasoning kitchen.he said later just know what cooking.

O God I forgot to keep the pregnant milk that was still lying on the table.

" Pbuh.. Adzam! " my mom called me from the kitchen.

Frantic Ririn and Raka immediately ran into the kitchen. Mas Adzam also took a thousand steps. I followed them.

Mom is holding the milk of pregnant women. Adzam and I looked at each other.

" What the hell is ma?" Ririn tang panicked immediately asked the same mother.

" Mama why? screams are unclear." Said Raka while masang bete face.

" This is what?" ask mama.

" Simultaneously and compactly we replied, "Milk!"

" Yes know! Who drinks pregnant milk?" answer mama again.

All eyes looked at me, including Adzam.

And then mama hit me, "Are you pregnant?" ask mama again.

I just nodded, I don't think I can answer my mom's question. My tongue feels bad. My chest became tight.

" Yuuhuuu..." Suddenly my mom was crying and hugging me.

Finally we cry together in the kitchen.Raka is not touched by my pregnancy. The four of us hugged.

" O Allah, thank you for giving my child confidence." while crying, my mother still gave thanks.

" You nauseous? head woozy?" mama asked seriously to look at me.

" Alhamdulillah no ma, adek baby does not want to bother his mother" I said again.

" How many months has it been, baby?"

" It's been three months ma." Answer me Adzam.

We started to calm down, no more crying. Suddenly Hanum came.

" What's Fi's show?" asked Hanum curiously.

" Afi's mother is pregnant, so we want to cook for the Thanksgiving event" replied Ririn cynically.

I don't know why Ririn didn't like Hanum so much since I first introduced her to the Adzam family.

" You pregnant Fi?" Hanum asked as if he could not believe me.

I just nodded, confused as to how.

" Well, congratulations, baby..!" Hanum congratulated me and hugged me tightly.

Sometimes he glanced at Adzam. Ah, I don't know. Maybe I'm too jealous.

Finally on the advice of mama today we make alms that will be distributed to our neighbors.

Hanum appointed mama to shop for Raka's escorted market.

And if it was my mother who told Raka, then she could not refuse.

So did Hanum, he seemed to want to be driven to the market by Mas Adzam. But it seems that for now, Adzam is not wanting to be far from me.

Inevitably Hanum san Raka finally went shopping as well. While Ririn looked with her own smile looking at Raka and Hanum's face pouting.

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