Can I borrow your womb?
May I Borrow Your Grace 24

Your shirt why is 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.

" Fi," Mas Adzam called my name again.

Now I'm not just smiling, even now I've giggled while staring at Mas Adzam.

Adzam took me into the house. The door is closed tightly.

Adzam sat me on the carpet. I still laugh giggling to let go of all the burdens in my heart.

Mas Adzam took a new negligee in the closet, he replaced my clothes that smelled fishy. The next second he called my mom, asked her to come to our house.

" Mad," I called him. " Am I scary for you?" I ask you again in Adzam.

" Fi, you're the best wife. Look we'll have a kid soon." It reminds me of my body.

" Are you in love with Hanum now? Is Hanum smart to tease you? Is Hanum smart to please you? What's Hanum..?" I can no longer continue my words. The next moment I did not smile, not laugh, but now I was crying.

The chest pain that I had been keeping quiet all this time, is now exploding. I'm like a crazy person. Adzam seemed to be crying.

Until the bell sounds.

Mas Adzam left me, like he opened the door.

There was a panicked mama's voice asking my condition to Mas Adzam.

Mama came up to me, hugged me, gave me strength.

I'm still crying. My tears don't want to stop. It's like there's a water source in it.

" Fi, it's mama. Look mama! You're not alone, there's a mama." Mama patted my face many times.

I was silent to my mother's words. I looked at Mama, Ririn also mas Adzam.

" Sir.." Ririn was afraid to see how I was.

" If you're not ready to talk, it's okay. Now we rest. You look sleepy, son!" Mama took me to the room.

Like a little boy who was persuaded by his mother, I did not reject the invitation of my mother. My mother covered my body with a blanket. My mom is also with me to bed tonight. Mama rubbed my head gently.

Is this the true love of mother? From childhood I never felt. Now my mother-in-law loves me so much.

Slowly drowsiness came attacking me. My eyes were closed in the peaceful embrace of a mother.

****

The morning came, I was awake from my sleep. But I do not want to rise from my most comfortable throne.

Ririn came into my room with her hand holding a broom.

I just smiled in response to the affectionate greeting and kiss from this sister-in-law.

" Even Adzam was upset from earlier." Without asking, Ririn told me.

" Mama scolded Mas Adzam all out." He continued his story.

When the door to my room was knocked on someone, he lowered his voice and ended with a blink of his eye.

Adzam went into the room without any orders.

As if understanding, Ririn left us both. Mas Adzam approached me, rubbing my head, He lay down beside me. Without asking, he hugged me tightly.

No words said. But her treatment this morning made my mood stable and improve.

Long enough he hugged me tight until, "I'm sorry..." Just an apology from the lips of Adzam.

Her tears were pouring down my face. I feel guilty. And everything that happened throughout our wedding trip was my fault. Putting Mas Adzam in the wrong position.

" Let us divorce Hanum!" Adzam's voice shook when he mentioned the name of my best friend, the name of the second wife mas Adzam.

" I don't want to always be in this position. We've got what we want, the wedding with Hanum presents the baby in your stomach. And I think it's enough for us to borrow Hanum's womb to give birth to our children. In fact, your womb can be a place for the growth of our baby candidates. If only..." Adzam did not continue his words. He wiped his tears that kept falling.

" If Afi had been more patient?" I continue the words of the cut Adzam mas. Maybe he was afraid of hurting my feelings.

" I talked to Hanum about this last night. Weighing and remembering are no longer needed in our homes. Mas also does not want to burden your mind, when you have to be at Hanum's house for a few days. If Mas divorced Hanum, Hanum could still go on with his life, still be able to find a halfway man instead of the husband of this guy." Say it again Adzam.

Really, Adzam's words so slapped me. I myself created the drama in this house, I myself created the fire in this house, in fact I also burned myself by the fire that I made myself. Now Hanum and Mas Adzam are the ones who will put out the fire of the drama I made.

How humiliating! What words are appropriate for a woman like me? Sacrificing my best friend's feelings, sacrificing my husband's. Now that they are comfortable, it is precisely me who became depressed and almost crazy because I was not ready to see my husband share things with his second wife.

Oh, God, what does all this mean? You gave me a child, but you gave my soul mate to my best friend as well. Is this too expensive for me, God?So I should let my husband share a blanket with my best friend?

For a few minutes we were still silent, busy with our own thoughts. Mas Adzam rubbed my stomach, "Deck, healthy in my mother's stomach huh. Dad will always be there for you and mom. Sorry I made mom sad. I promise you, I won't leave you again, I promise I won't burden your mind again." Mas Adzam then kissed my stomach slightly.

Suddenly there was a small shock in my stomach.

" Yang, adek responds to the words, mas!" adzam looked happy.

I am no less happy. This is his first move. That means the baby tang in my womb has started to grow. There was a happy cry between me and Adzam.

Tock.tok..

There was a knock on our door.

" Mal, Fi, let's eat! the food is ready." cried my mother from outside our room.

Me and Adzam both wake up. Mas Adzam comes out first while I want to clean the body first to make it more fresh.

It didn't take long to look beautiful but simple, now I've joined the morning meal of mama-in-law cuisine.

Chicken seasoning kalasan and sambal terasi added lalapan cucumber, boiled cassava leaves, plus long beans so evocative my appetite this morning.

But something was going through my mind.