Can I borrow your womb?
May I Borrow Your Grace 23

Finally, after getting my approval, Hanum came into my room to clean myself up.

Rice and side dishes have been wrapped, Ririn and Raka are in charge of delivering to all the neighbors in my housing complex.

Raka and Ririn were ready with their motorcycles.Mom and I drove them to the front of the house.

After Raka and Ririn left, we sat back on the porch.

I thought about Adzam, where is he?

I asked my mother for permission, wanted to go inside the house for a while.

I'm curious about Adzam and Hanum. If Hanum is clearly in my room. Mas Adzam is also in my room. I slowly stepped towards my room. I put my ear on the door. Silently, I did not listen to anyone talking inside.

My heart hesitated to see the contents of my room. But my curiosity is much bigger. Finally with the power I gathered, I managed to open the door.

There was pain running through my heart seeing the scene in front of me. Mas Adzam was sitting on his lips in bed, he was watching Hanum who had just finished bathing with wet hair unraveled and only used a towel featuring open shoulders and open thighs.

The test! My tears are pouring down. The pain I felt was so great. My lips are mute, I stand sculpting. Should it be in my room? Should it be at my house?

Adzam who saw me immediately stood up. He and Hanum went wrong. I was crying as much as I could. Mas Adzam put his arm around my shoulder, "I'm sorry!" He apologized to me many times.

I took Adzam out of the room.

I was still as excited, until the mother who was on the porch of the house chose to come to us.

" What's up?" Mama asked with curiosity.

I just fell silent, only my cries still echoed in this house.

Mama hugged me, "What happened to Adzam?" mama raised her volume.

Mas Adzam was still silent, until the door of my room opened. Looks like Hanum came out using my robe.

Finally we sat in the living room, Me, Mama, Hanum also mas Adzam.

Mas Adzam began to tell me about my crying problem, "Adzam was only in the room with Hanum ma, nothing to say." Adzam tried to defend himself.

Before this matter was finished, Raka and Ririn were done with the task. They looked confused looking at the still tense atmosphere.

" Adzam, Hanum.mama knows you are legal to be husband and wife, but it would be nice for you to appreciate each other. Moreover, you are Adzam, it is not appropriate that you are in the room when Hanum is also in the room. You should think where you are. Besides Afi's pregnant, her feelings are definitely very sensitive." Mama seemed to be advising Adzam and Hanum.

Finally after apologizing to me, Hanum let him go home. Mas Adzam drove Hanum home.

After finishing all the mama went home with Raka and Ririn.

I live alone in this house. The feeling of sadness still lingers in my heart.In my house, in my room, Are they no longer able to hold back?

" my dear.sorry mother yes.you do not be sad in the mother's stomach, let the mother be sad." I rubbed my stomach gently.

I saw the clock on the wall, it was eight o'clock. Adzam has not yet returned. Maybe he'll stay at Hanum's.

I was sobbing again, my life seemed to be toyed with by fate.

The clock's needles keep turning, the night's getting late. The tring! I heard my cell phone.

There was a message with the owner named Mas Adzam.

(Which, sorry I didn't come home tonight.)

I took a long breath. Tried repeatedly for istigfar. So that there is no jealousy lodged in my heart.

With great heart I reply to the message of Adzam, (Yes mas, papa.)

It is nothing more and nothing less. There's something I need to underline and I need to remember, that Hanum is also Adzam's wife. It should have earned the same rights and obligations as me.

I lay myself in bed, I covered my body with a blanket to feel warm. Trying to close your eyes even though it is very difficult. The shadow of Adzam and Hanum making love crossed my mind. Ah, I'm back up from my sleep. Why should I think of them anyway? I grabbed my hair, so that the dirty thoughts lodged in my head were gone.

Finally I took the phone, my main goal was to check the status update in the green application. There was the status of Hanum, five minutes ago, with a great sense of kepo, I opened that status. There is a photo of two palms grasping each other with the caption Tonight is the most beautiful night.

There was a sense of indignation, I wanted to feel angry at the Adzam mas, My fingers were ready to type a message for Adzam mas, but there was doubt to send it.

You idiot! I hit my own head.

My crying is starting to go on. I bite my lips so that my crying doesn't come out. Precisely in addition to feeling the pain, I also felt the salty blood coming out of my lips.

I'm out of the room. Sitting in front of the television. Look around this house.

Lonely! My wedding photo and Adzam's mas still hangs neatly on the wall with a smile of happiness. The clock began to crawl down, at two in the morning.

The sound of cars coming into our yard. I peeked out of the window horden. Mas Adzam coming home, at this hour? There's a strange feeling. Is Adzam done with the business under the stomach? The affairs of the flesh as an inch that sometimes makes a man complacent for his enjoyment. Does Adzam like Hanum's lovemaking? more and more dirty questions are dancing in my head.

Unlike the days before, I never welcomed her when I came home. Today before Mas Adzam opened the door of our house. I opened this door wide.

Mas Adzam was surprised when he saw me? What surprised you? My appearance?

He approached me, looking at every inch of my face. His gaze fell on my chest? He sniffed?

" blood?" ask Adzam to me.

I still smile to welcome him, as if nothing had happened.

" Have you gone home?" I greeted her with my sweetest smile.

" Your clothes why are Yang bleeding?" Mas Adzam is still talking about the blood on my shirt.

Blood from the lips I bit while holding my cry.

" Fi..?" Adzam shook both my shoulders.

I just smiled at Adzam.