Can I borrow your womb?
May I Borrow Your Grace 39

Time passed, my pregnancy grew. Now we are entering the ninth month. Yesterday my mom and I just got home from the clinic for a routine checkup,. Making sure me and my baby-to-be are in good shape.

There was a feeling of sadness, because every control I had was only with mama and Raka.

And happy my baby candidate is female.

I can't wait to see my little angel.

Today me, Mama and Ririn have made an appointment to shop for the needs of my baby.

And Raka will be our personal driver.

We are now in a baby shop.

We were so amazed to see girls' knickknacks.

Ririn also until Khilaf want to buy all baby equipment all pink.

While Mama and Ririn were busy choosing, an anonymous message came into my phone.

(The child you bear must be Raka's son)

This message scratches my heart.

Even this phone number is not stored on my phone.

What's the matter with him?

Is this Adzam's number? Or this is even Hanum who deliberately ruined my mood

My hands are itching to reply to messages from unknown numbers

(Whoever you are, lest I seek you out and find you, for if you are concerned with connecting the baby in my womb then prepare to be confined to the house of detention). I press the send button, and now my message is sent.

Don't play games with me. The pain in my heart could make my eyes go blind.

I stared at the excitement of mama and Ririn. They still choose my baby's needs. While I choose to wait here, because my legs hurt if the day is too long standing.

I gave it a chance and handed it all over to my mother-in-law and sister-in-law. I believe they will give the best for both of us.

" She...." Ririn. His hands were full of groceries.

Same with Raka. He saw me pacing back and forth several times carrying groceries and arranging them in the car.

Now we have finished shopping, and before returning home we decided to fill the middle village that began to protest asking to be filled.

We chose a restaurant that provides a lesehan place,

I straightened my leg which was starting to swell. Slowly massage.

Our order has come, and this place was once a favorite place of me and Adzam. I am giving my own head for remembering Adzam. And this silly tongkah of mine got a strange look from mama, Ririn also Raka.

I felt ashamed, and pretended to be busy myself.

While enjoying a piece of rendang and a plate of warm rice, suddenly mama called someone,

" Open.."

We saw mama.

" Adzam!"

Now that she was getting up from her seat, she was chasing a man in a black suit.

Mom managed to grab the man's hand.

" Adzam, why pretend you don't know Mama?" Ask the sad mom.

The man is still staring, his position is against us. I noticed his posture, Is that true Adzam mas? Why is his body thin?

Ririn who was afraid of mama wrong people immediately approached mama. He stood in front of the man.

" Mad Adzam?" Ririn was surprised.

Mama took Adzam's hand to our table.

There was a happy and sad look and a longing that emanated his wrinkled face.

" What message do you want?" Ask mom to Adzam.

The waiter who came was waiting for Adzam's mouth to open.

" Wear rendang and green sambal also decoction of cassava leaves. Don't forget the warm orange juice." I said to the waiter.

Adzam looked at me inside. My reflexes shut my mouth.

Oops! Now it was not only Adzam who was looking at me, Ririn and Raka were looking at me meaningfully.

Ririn looked at me.

You idiot! Why do I still remember Adzam's favorite food? Could feel him.

Now we're done eating. Mom still looks at her son in love.

I understand how to feel mama, mama is the one who gave birth to Mas Adzam. Good bad behavior mas Adzam, it is the blood of the flesh of the mother.

" Zam, how are you?" Ask your mother.

Mom holds her son's arm. After finishing eating, Mas Adzam hugged his mother. It seems they miss each other.

" Good ma,"

A short answer from Adzam.

" Zam, soon Afi will give birth, see her stomach is getting bigger." Mama pointed at me with a smile.

I was in the face of Adzam pretended to throw my eyes away.

" Do you not want to accompany Afi to give birth to your child?" Ask my mom again.

Mama was so gentle to face this son. Maybe he wants his son to be like he was.

" Said the doctor, just wait a few days. Go home! Are you the same mom? same Afi? How strong is Hanum tying you up until you don't remember mama and Afi anymore?" Mama rubbed the corner of her watery eyes.

It's a pity that mom, you should enjoy her old mas happily not with this kind of suffering.

" Are you happy living with Hanum?"

Mas Adzam just silent, he did not answer the question mama, Instead he hugged mama. Mas Adzam paid for all our meals today. Then he just left us.

Mas, it turns out that your eyes and heart are already covered by Hanum's charm.

Thank you for your sweet treatment today.

*****

I'm trying to be calm even though this is my first experience. But at least I can't panic.

I began to arrange my equipment which I would later take to the maternity clinic. Starting from baby clothes, gloves and legs, long cloth, baby bedongs, and baby diapers are not left behind. Oh yeah, almost forgot I also slipped milk and baby DOT before I could give exclusive breast MILK to my baby.

After all the baby's needs were done, I started preparing for my own needs. I remember a little, afraid that something might be left behind. Don't let me have to trouble others. Enough has been all this time I troublesome mama, Ririn and also Raka. Hadn't Adzam for a few months already booked myself for steel.

" She, you succeeded! Now I can be strong without you through the tense moments for me." I murmured slowly even as I whispered.

Tok.sina.tok..

" Mom?"

" Login!"

He was surprised to see two bags full of clothes.

" Would you like to get out of here?" Ririn asked curiously.

I laughed at my sister-in-law's reaction.

" How come you laugh anyway?"

He started to lash out at me.

I opened the bag with baby clothes, "Mad is just preparing if it suddenly starts to feel" I explained to Ririn.

" Audah want to give birth?"

I shook my head, "It's still a long time." Answer's short.

" If it's starting to feel soon tell Ririn ya mbak."

I nodded, he walked leisurely out of my room.

I am standing in front of the window. I saw Raka getting ready, it seemed like she wanted to go to work.

Ririn went to Raka, they had a serious conversation. And now I see Raka raising her thumb towards Ririn and ending their laughter together.

Really this is the most beautiful sight to see brother brother and sister get along and compact. If I used to have a sister, or at least a sister, it would be great to have a sharing partner.

However, until now I did not know where my father and mother were.

Heartburn in my stomach began to feel, Sometimes I have to take a deep breath so that the pain can be a little light.

And this afternoon I tried to take a nap hoping that my energy would recover and I could give birth normally.

Lucky drowsiness so quickly attacked me, until for a moment my eyes have fallen asleep.

****

I woke up when heartburn started to happen often. Immediately I cleaned myself up, preparing to leave for the clinic.

Ririn, Mama and Raka are getting ready.

Now Raka is putting all the bags into the trunk of the car.

I held onto Ririn's hand before stepping out of the room, "Rin, if something happens to you," I took a deep breath again, the heartburn came back, for a moment I stopped talking to feel the pain.

" Huft's... Please take care of your child, yes! Don't let him be taken care of by Adzam and Hanum." My petitions.

" Sir, think positive. Mbak strong, mbak great, mbak definitely healthy. There's Ririn, Mama and Raka who will be standing next to Mbak."

Ririn strengthened me. Ririn's support got me excited.

I helped Ririn to stumble, there was a worried look on her face.

" Are you ready? We're leaving now?" Ask Raka.

We are now on our way. Ririn repeatedly wiped the sweat that soaked my face.

I saw that mom was busy calling, I heard her old voice nagging because her phone wasn't picked up.

" Whose mom called? how to fuck?" Raka asked curiously just like me.

" Your, but not lifted. Don't know anyone else is important. How busy was he to not be able to pick up the phone from mama."

" Sir..."

" Whatever Adzam is your baby's father, he should know that today you will fight, do not want to be happy with Hanum. It's important you focus on the body. Raka, please have your mas on the phone until it's picked up!" Mom's orders

My words in the mama cut, mama like to know if I do not want the presence of mas Adzam. It hurts this wound too much.

Our end has arrived. Because I had made an appointment at my subscription maternity clinic I was finally pushed into the maternity room.

" Is there a husband?" Ask doctor.

I nodded, my mouth unable to speak. My knees are starting to shake.

The nurse clipped the opening of my birth canal.

" Thank God, the process Insha Allah will not be long, it is a complete opening."

My hands are in pairs of infusions, as an energy booster. The doctor and Sudster are getting ready.

I opened my legs.

Ririn and Mama are already on top of my head.

Ririn was so deftly wiping the sweat on my face.

" Mom, if you feel like a BAB please push ya.." The sound of the doctor was so friendly to give a tutorial to me.

I nodded as a sign of understanding.

Oh Allah... Many times I have spoken the Asma of God, asking for strength.

Death is so close to me.

" Let's get stronger, don't forget to take a breath.." All the doctors and nurses encouraged me.

My eyes are starting to blur. My energy was exhausted too. Even now I feel sleepy until mama and Ririn repeatedly shake my face so that I realize.

" Come on, mom, a little more!" doctor's orders.

As I began to despair, Adzam's face and Hanum's smile insulted me reflected in my eyes.

With all my might I pushed back, and...

Oek...

The sound of a baby crying so loud filled this room...