Can I borrow your womb?
May I Borrow Your Grace 51

Ah, a kid as small as Tari is hard to guess. A moment is sad, a moment is crying, a moment is happy, soon you laugh. He did not know what it meant to be sad. Now he laughs playing with his friends..

" Afi, would you like to give me the address of your residence? I'm not the only one who misses you, my mom misses you a lot. Ririn, Raka they miss you. Come on, Afi, please talk, don't shut up. If you can't forgive, at least you're not going to punish your mom for not doing it with her own granddaughter.

Click!

I disconnected the phone.

I'm not ready to meet you yet, ma'am.

****

I didn't expect that yesterday's live was such a disaster for me and Dance.

Someone has written our address in the comments field.

I turned off my phone and started my usual activities.

I also feel unsure if Mas Adzam is willing to come to our place.

Today I decided to enjoy my time by relaxing in front of the house.

My neighbors are also busy with their activities.

I never thought a motorbike would stop in front of my house.

And it turns out that Mr. Rizky visited my house.

" Ashalamu'alaikum mbak Afi.."

" Navaloupe.."

" Can I come in?"

" Please sir!"

Now we both sit facing each other on the porch.

There was a sense of unease for fear of the neighbors thinking badly of both of us.

" Tumben sir, is there a need?" I asked him to open up a conversation between the two of us.

" Nobody's tumben, shaken."

Mr. Rizky smiled.

" I want to ask you about my application? Is it accepted?"

God, I honestly forgot about the proposal. Even Alu never took the proposal seriously.

" How about Afi?" It seems like Mr. Rizky is in such a hurry for this relationship.

I paused for a moment thinking of the appropriate answer for him.

From a distance I saw two luxury cars enter our village. Things are still rare and expensive for those of us who live in this village. The longer this car approached my house and stopped right in front of my house. And the two luxury cars were the attention of friends of Dance.

My heart is starting to feel bad, don't-don't...

Rizky and I looked at each other.

" Who is mbak? Tumben there's a fancy car coming into our village." Mr. Rizky looked confused.

A man got out of the car dressed.

I felt like I was no stranger to the man, then a man also came out the next door followed by several young and beautiful women. Someone else an old woman and a girl about six years old.

I noticed that figure walking closer to my house.

Dugm! My heart is beating.

" Mama..! I said with trembling lips.

How could I forget that old woman. The woman I miss every night, the woman I pray for every night.

" My boy..."

The old woman felt weak and the two women beside her tried to lead the old woman.

I wasted no more time running into my mom.

" Mama...."

I was crying hysterically.

" My boy...Afi.huuuu..."

We hugged tightly.

" Why do you have to leave mommy son.."

Mama is still sobbing.

" Sir Afi.."

A woman approached me.

" Rinen..."

We hugged back.

Who would have thought our meeting was so blue.

Mr. Rizky just looked at us in confusion. For five years I only lived alone with Tari, then suddenly my family came in a luxury car.

I let Adzam and his family into my simple house.

My Netra was looking for Hanum, but I didn't meet her.

Did he not come? Is he not ready to meet me and dance?

I held a mat as a seat and let them sit.

I left them, and went to the kitchen to make tea.

" Sir, why have you come so far?"

Ask Ririn.

" Peace is here Rin."

" Why don't you ever want to tell me?"

" Should?" I asked back.

" absolutely. Five years we have missed. We thought, Mbak and Tari have been swallowed by the earth." He laughed, making me joke.

" It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just a few weeks here there's electricity and signals." I'm trying to explain what's going on here.

" Then the village chief?"

Ririn played her eyes, looking for answers to me.

" He's nobody." I answered briefly.

" She likes mbak."

" Cooked?" I pretended not to understand.

" Did he have a wife?" Again Ririn pokes against me.

" Duda."I left Ririn in the kitchen and immediately brought sweet tea for my guest today.

Sometimes Adzam and Rizky talk.

I don't understand what they're talking about.

While I was talking to my mom.

" Mama should?"

" Healthy."

" Mama put it here?"

" Mom's going home tomorrow, but I don't want you and Tari not to come."

My mom started seducing me.

" Ma, this is the most comfortable place for Afi. Afi can't come and go back to mama's house because Afi isn't.."

I did not continue my words.

" You're still mama's daughter-in-law even more than that. Mama already considers you as a mother's child. We have to go home with Mom. Am I going to marry that guy?"

I was surprised by my mother's words. How could my mother accuse me of that.

" Afi and Mr. Rizky have nothing to do, ma. Mr. Rizky is just a leader here and Afi is a citizen." I tried to explain it to my mom.

" Why did he come to your house?" Mom started to be angry.

" Five years without news. Five years you disappeared, then you refused to go home? Do you want to forever separate your mother from your granddaughter?"

My mother started crying like a child.

Mr. Rizky and Mr. Adzam came to us.

" Sir, are you interested in my son?"

I didn't expect mama to ask Rizky directly.

Rizky and I looked at each other. We were just as confused to face Mom.

I shook my head to code Mr. Rizky.

" I'll answer sir!" Mama is getting angry.

" If Afi is willing to let me apply and mom approves of it, I will marry Afi." Said Mr. Rizky firmly.

My eyes were round, I was like hearing thunder in a hole.

Mas Adzam and other families were surprised to close his mouth in disbelief with the words of Mr. Rizky.

" You can't marry my son.. Afi was Adzam's wife, until at any time remained Adzam's wife." Mama started roaring like a possessed person.

I asked Mr. Rizky to come home, "Sir, sorry was not my intention to expel the father. But.."

" I understand mbak. Hope it's all over soon and we can get married."

Mr. Rizky passed by leaving my house.

It's a wonder I saw the seriousness of Mr. Rizky. Does he really love me? Mas Adzam who used to love me can forget me.

I went back inside the house. Adzam was trying to calm my mother.

I gave water to my mother.

" Fi, you don't marry again." Whine mama to me.

I just nodded to make my mom a little calmer.

****

Tonight I'm presenting stew chicken and kale sauteing.

After eating, Mama and Ririn decided to rest in my room. While Tari wants to sleep close to her father.

Maybe because it was too far away, Mama and the other family had fallen asleep.

I and Adzam are still awake. There's a clumsy feeling. I handed the pillows and the makeshift blankets to Adzam.

" Fi, can we talk for a while up front."