Can I borrow your womb?
May I Borrow Your Womb 55

Fi, come back with Mas Adzam!" Her request.

My eyes are round. Even I was sipping orange juice almost spewed out of my mouth.

" I'm going to retreat from Adzam's life." Say again.

I looked at Hanum's face. Seek truth and truth from his words.

" I'm barren."

Huh!

" I'm barren, Afi." Say again.

" There's a story you don't know about me yet."

Hanum begins his life story.

Without interrupting, I listened to all of Hanum's words.

Sometimes he rubbed his wet face with a tissue.

It turns out that Hanum's life story is more tragic. He even had to lose his womb. I can't imagine if I had to be Hanum. Maybe I've chosen to end my life first.

" I am now aware, the happiness of Mas Adzam is in Dance. Since your departure I thought I could have full mas Adzam, it turns out that the heart of Mas Adzam was carried away by the departure of you and Tari. Five years I lived with Mas Adzam. Not only my body, even the property of Mas Adzam is free for me to enjoy but not for his heart. Do you know what it feels like to never be accepted by your mom? You know what it's like to be blamed by mama for your departure? I gave up on having Mas Adzam. I can't even take your place in your heart. Afi, we're best friends, right? Go back to Adzam, Mas Adzam can have a child with you. After our meeting, I will take care of the divorce papers with Mas Adzam. And before meeting you, me and Mas Adzam had agreed on this."

Hanum is now much more robust and mature. Although there is still love in the eyes of Hanum for mas Adzam.

I was still silent, not knowing what to respond to Hanum's story today. Obviously, I still doubt the story. From a distance I saw Tari and Mas Adzam walking towards us. He had brought a big brown bear doll of his dreams. And now mas Adzam managed to grant his little daughter's wish.

Mas Adzam and dance closer, Hanum rubbed his face with a tissue, hoping that his makeup was still good even though he had finished crying. At least Tari could not read the aura of her face.

" Sir...." Dance called out to me, she ran towards me with great difficulty.

I greeted him, stretching my hands towards him. He ran and hugged me.

" Mom. Look at this!" He pointed at the brown bear.

" Who's mother's son. glad not?"

" Dance is so happy, Mom. Dad, thank you for buying this big doll dance." He was excited and hugged the doll many times.

I smiled looking at the joyful face of our only puppet princess.

" Dad, dance to eat pizza." Rengek Tari in Mas Adzam.

Adzam bought a box of pizza for Dance. Again my only puppet princess surged with excitement.

" Thank you dad. Cups!" He kissed Adzam's cheek.

We walked out of the Mall.

Arriving at the car park, "Mas Adzam, Afi, sorry I didn't come home with you guys."

I who heard Hanum's words immediately paused my intention to get into the car.

" Why?" Mas Adzam.

" As per our agreement mas, after Afi and Tari are found, then I will withdraw from your life." Sad talk.

Mas Adzam only beards like conical fish.

" I'm going home in a cab." Brief Hanum.

Without further ado I got into the car. Mas Adzam was talking to Hanum. Not long before Adzam got into the car and left Hanum who was still standing.

I don't know if I should be happy or sad. I also didn't know whether to go back to Adzam or to stay alone.

But seeing the togetherness of Adzam and Tari made me not have the heart to separate them.

****

Me and Tari have been in town for almost a week. I asked my mother for permission so we could go back to the village, but she always didn't. She said she wanted to be close to us for the rest of her life.

After my meeting with Hanum, he once again contacted me. Adzam always sleeps at my mom's house. In fact, he came home from work on time like the old days when I had not introduced Mas Adzam to Hanum. Does that mean Hanum is seriously divorced from Mas Adzam?

This afternoon mama, dance and Ririn are out for a walk. There's only me in this house.

When it was late afternoon, Mas Adzam had gone home from work. He immediately took a shower. This afternoon he looked handsome with jeans combined with a white shirt. Ah, since long ago, Adzam was already handsome. It deserves to be at the cost of land.

I sat in front of the television and played my phone.

He came to me, really! the smell makes me float.

" Fi, mama where's Dance?" ask me Adzam.

" Walking with Ririn, mas." My answer was short without turning my face to the phone.

Feeling that I was cuekin, Mas Adzam pulled the phone from my hand.

" Don't keep playing the phone." He turned off my phone and put it next to him.

" Let's see the video again." My words are self-defense.

Beyond my expectations, he held my hand, even now his seat was getting closer.

" What's wrong?" I pretended to ask him.

She was silent, and as a mature woman I knew what silence meant to a man.he looked at me savagely as if harboring desire.

Now his hand is turning to my waist.

" Mad." Oh." I tried to get him to talk.

He brought his face closer to mine, and now we are getting closer. My heart rate is irregular. Honestly, as an adult woman who has not felt the caress of a man for a long time, my body longs for that.

Mas Adzam kissed my lips, instead of getting angry or refusing. I enjoyed the gentle touch of Adzam. Even now I started to return a warm kiss mas Adzam.

Seeing me who was just resigned, Mas Adzam memapah me to the room I used to occupy and dance.

" Daddy?" I tried to wake up, but it seemed like we had both forgotten ourselves.

I didn't refuse when Adzam's hand started to get into my shirt. I was not angry either when Adzam's hand touched my chest. I actually enjoy this. Half my soul floated with Adzam's kiss.

Mas Adzam began to strip me of my clothes, but as we were about to start something deeper, there was the sound of a car entering the yard of my mother's house.

Suddenly I pushed Mas Adzam to fall.

As soon as possible I put my clothes back on. Don't let mama and Ririn catch me and mas Adzam doing husband and wife relationship. I want to put where my face will be. I pulled Mas Adzam out of the room. Mas Adzam looked sullen because his passion had not been channeled. Sorry, my mom!