Can I borrow your womb?
May I Borrow Your Grace 26

Finally I went to Mas Adzam, "Well, you don't have a duplicate key?" I asked Adzam.

" Eh anu, there's this." Mas Adzam seemed nervous to answer a question from me, Hand mas Adzam took out the key from inside his wallet.

I opened the door quickly.

The atmosphere of this house was quiet, I entered without making a sound.

Until I got to the front door of the room I was surprised by Hanum,

" tara......"

Hanum surprised us both.

My eyes were round from seeing Hanum's embarrassing appearance to me.

The red lingerie was on, with the low cleavage welcoming our meeting.

Hanum who was surprised by my arrival immediately entered the room and closed the door. While Mas Adzam was twitching his forehead, "Today I know everything, mas. It's worth it that you're starting to get crazy about Hanum's charm. It turned out that he welcomed me with that outfit..." I chose to sit in the living room. Waiting for Hanum to come out of the room.

I watched this guest room. A friendly photo was taken between Hanum and my husband. I don't know when they take pictures, so many photos of them with their smiles. I don't know why I feel sick seeing the drama in front of me.

"Oh Allah, what a dream am I to let Mas Adzam have two wives." I squinted my head a little dizzy.

After waiting for approximately fifteen minutes, Hanum finally came out with a more polite appearance. The gameplay is long, and the head is covered by an instant headscarf.

I looked at her appearance from head to toe. Hanum went awry because of this look of mine.

His appearance of welcoming my husband was naughty, but when dealing with me was so solemn. I put a cynical smile on my best friend. I can't seem to pretend anymore in front of them.

" I'm sorry, what do you want to drink, Fi?" ask Hanum to us.

Suddenly, I didn't like hearing that voice. That was the voice of my own friend.

I closed my mouth, occasionally rubbing my stomach. I'm afraid I hate Hanum too much.

People say if you are pregnant do not hate people too much, later the child is similar. I was confused whether I wanted to believe it or not. But what I have to say is that I don't want my son to look like Hanum.

Since I didn't respond to Hanum's remarks, Hanum ended up making him a warm sweet tea. He was facing right in front of me.

The mood is still quiet. Only Hanum and Adzam stared at each other.

I took a deep, heavy breath to say this to my best friend.

" Num, can I talk?" I asked for Hanum's approval.

" Please!" Said Hanum to me.

" I'm pregnant, can Adzam not see you for some undetermined time? Sorry if this hurt you. I don't mean to throw you out, but for now it's hard for me to share a husband with another woman." There is a sense of relief because it has managed to convey all the wishes in my heart.

" What do you think of me?" I threw a question at Mas Adzam.

" Just follow the best choice. Forgive us, Num, we didn't mean to throw you out. But this we do for the good of the fetus that is in Afi's womb." Mas Adzam.

I saw Hanum's eyes glazed over. Maybe he felt hurt and sad over our treatment of him.

He took a deep breath then exhaled, As if he was looking for a vast air space so that his chest would not be tight.

" Hanum, I know it's heavy. Not just for me, but for you and Mas Adzam. But.. All this I'm doing for the safety of my baby." Saying again.

The atmosphere was quiet again, mas Adzam did not also agree and menalak Hanum.

" So anyone want to talk about it again? if there is no please go home. Sorry I'm going to take a break." Said Hanum again while folding his hands.

Adzam and I went home. Before I set my foot, I observed Hanum's house. A luxurious life in a period of several months.

****

Now we have arrived home. I just want to rest. After asking Adzam for permission, I went straight to my room.

I don't know how long I slept, which is clear I woke up when I heard the sound of Adzam calling someone.

Who called Adzam? Does mama? But why are they whispering?

But I did not dare to approach Adzam, afraid that my heart would become sore again.

After waiting for almost fifteen minutes, Adzam finally entered the room. I was just pretending to be asleep, Still I guess when Mas Adzam got on the bed and kissed my forehead, then started to lay his body next to mine,

It turned out that it was not that easy when Adzam parted with Hanum.

*****

Morning has come, I feel like my eyes are hard to open. Adzam still sleeps well. There was a fine snoring from the mouth of Mas Adzam. I wasn't trying to wake either.

I opened the curtains as well as the window of our house so that the cool morning air could enter.

I opened the door, the leaves still wet with dew attached to the leaves.

This morning while enjoying the morning atmosphere, I felt my pants wet.

Am I wetting? I peeked at the bottom of my pants, there was a red color attached.

" Dad.." I called Mas Adzam with a loud shout.

With just one call Adzam came to me.

" What's up?"Mas Adzam rubbed his face that was still sleepy

"There's blood, mas." I showed you the blood in my piggy bank.

" You fell?" Mas Adzam yelled at me.

" A-i.." Can't continue it anymore.

" We're going to the hospital now, get dressed!" Say it again Adzam.

I'm getting ready, it'll only take ten minutes. After all the equipment was brought, we finally rushed to the hospital. The usual hospital destination took thirty minutes, now we only pass about fifteen minutes. I feel like I'm hanging next to Mas Adzam.

After I got to the hospital, I was treated by Dr. Rayhan. While Mas Adzam stood beside me, trying to strengthen me. There was panic emanating from the face of Mas Adzam.

We did the Ultrasound, said Dr. Rayhan, my fetus is still healthy. I just had too much thought. Finally on the advice of Dr. Rayhan I had to undergo a bed rest for one week. Without refuting, Adzam agreed to the advice of Dr. Rayhan. Mas Adzam immediately contacted his mother and sisters.

After Doctor Rayhan left, Mas Adzam approached me, "What is your mind Fi? It's not that we've agreed that between Mas and Hanum there's no relationship." Mas Adzam.

I did not respond to Adzam's words, I cast my eyes off, my sense of faith has not recovered for you.