Can I borrow your womb?
May I Borrow Your Grace 8

Ma'am, can I have a chat for a second? " the door.

I turned my body, astonished. What to talk about. We have not spoken so far.

I sat back at the table eating.

" What's up?" I looked at him seriously.

" Is it right to have Mas Adzam remarry with his best friend?"

Raka looked at me sharply.

I sighed, "What does it have to do with you Ka?" I asked back.

" She is ready to share her husband with another woman. You crazy uda?" Answer again.

My whole life just this time there are people who dare to say I'm crazy.

Obviously his words hurt me, especially when he was three years below me.

" That's Ka's business, not yours." I stood up to leave him.

" What business?"

Suddenly we were surprised by the arrival of Mas Adzam.

I feel clumsy, especially being alone with my sister-in-law.

While Raka looked calmer while still enjoying her lunch. He filled the rice in his stomach.

" It's nothing, man. Oh yeah, you want to eat a pot?" I'm trying to shift our conversation.

" yes it's hungry. Oh, did mom eat?"

" Uda mas, that was uda Afi bribe now rest in the room."

I stuffed the rice into Adzam's mas dish. Then I sat next to him.

" Who's cooking? It's really good soup. Isn't it Ka?"

The one asked just nodded his head. It seemed that he was ready to eat, and passed from this dining room.

" Why are kids so weird?" Ask Adzam to me.

I just shrugged my shoulders as a sign that I didn't know.

Adzam finished eating. He went into his room, changed his clothes.

Indeed, at home mas Adzam we still leave our clothes, because we sometimes still often stay at home mama.

I sat in front of the tv, watching my favorite two-bald cartoon show. Sometimes Adzam bullies me because my favorite folk don't match my age. But I don't care as long as I'm happy.

I still laughed to myself seeing the two bald cuteness on tv, and Mas Adzam was already sitting next to me. Finally, Adzam laughed.

We are the ones who create it, not anyone else.

" Well, Adzam when is it coming?" Mom out of the room.

" Ju kok ma, uda sehatan ma?" ask me Adzam.

" Uda mengingan kok Zam, anyways mama bored in the room continues."

Mama sat next to Mas Adzam with a sprightly mas Adzam pinched my mother's back.

Mas Adzam is a child who is obedient and cares for parents. Luckily, I have a husband like Adzam.

Suddenly my phone rang. Hanum's name is on my phone's glass screen.

Mas Adzam and mama compactly looked at me.

" Koro." I told you without being asked.

The atmosphere became tense, Mas Adzam threw away his face. Mama just fell silent.

I picked up the phone from Hanum. I walked to the front porch.

(Hello Num.) I said

(I have a decision, when will I see you?) there was Hanum's voice without further ado and friendly.

(what about tomorrow? my mom is not feeling well anymore.) I told Hanum about mama.

(OK.)

The phone connection was broken by Hanum.

What happened to Hanum? Why is the language not as familiar.

Did I hurt Hanum.

I'm pinching my forehead. I don't know why my head got so dizzy thinking about this.

I went into the house and joined Mama and Mas Adzam.

" Hanum said what Fi?" ask mama.

It seems like mama was curious about the conversation between me and Hanum.

" Hanum didn't meet ma, he said he already had his decision ma."

" So you guys want to meet Hanum today? ask mama again.

" No ma, my mom is not feeling well anymore. There's still time tomorrow to meet hanum kok ma." Obviously me.

Mas Adzam just nodded his head in approval of my decision.

Mas Adzam and mama were engrossed in telling stories, while I was just a listener.

The mind began to branch.

Is my choice right? Have I been sure to myself will not be jealous when one day mas Adzam sleep with my own best friend.

Why am I being hesitant? We do not have to be ready to sacrifice for our spouse.

The huft! I exhaled my breath. Suddenly mama and mas Adzam looked at me together to make me become misbehaved.

" Mikiri what?" Ask me about Adzam.

I shook my head, I didn't want Adzam to read the doubts on my face.

" You're hesitating Fi?" ask mama.

Why is my mother always right?

" If you doubt there's still time to rethink your plans." Mama said again.

I still did not respond to my mother's words.

Mas Adzam held his hand on my shoulder. Gently rubbed my shoulder.

Don't cry, don't cry I said in my heart. I don't want my tears to come down and be seen by Mama and Mas Adzam.

I have to stand up in front of them.

" Fi, mama never demanded you have to have children. Mama never asked you to let Adzam marry another woman. Mama also doesn't mind if you want to babysit from the orphanage. Then what are you really looking for Fi? Happy is not because of children, but couples who love each other is also a happiness in the household." so wise words mom.

" Mas also never demands we have to have children who, the most important in life, we can always join hands together in joy or sorrow." Mas Adzam's speech adds to the words of mama.

I held Adzam's hand. " " " By Allah and the Messenger I sincerely share a husband with another woman, which is important there is a baby among us. Even though my son wasn't born from my own womb." As much as I can adjust my tone of voice so that they do not attach importance to my feelings anymore.

God.why is your test so heavy.

I feel like I cannot accept your trials, Rabbi...

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After Ririn and Raka went home, finally Adzam and I decided to go home to Mama's house.

My mom is starting to feel good too.

I also had time to tell my mother not to think too much about the second mas Adzam marriage. My mom has a history of high blood.

I'm also too scared that if something happens, Mom, I'm the most guilty person.

We're home, I'm coming home with Adzam. My bike lives in my mom's house. Tomorrow Raka will take him to our house.

I also cleaned up immediately. Then I warmed up the food I was cooking this afternoon. Honey hasn't gone stale.

Mas Adzam is still in his office. Because the permission to go home first so mas Adzam brought home the work that had not been prepared earlier.

mas Adzam habit if you have brought home work must not want to be disturbed. And I understand that. So tonight I'm eating alone. Not good, but how else.

After I finished eating I went into the room, playing mobile phone is the only way so that I do not squat.

I open the blue logo, so many posts my friends. One of them is a post by Hanum that contains (may my decision be the best for me and for you).

That post must be for me. Hanum. I HOPE I CAN BORROW YOUR WOMB FOR OUR CHILDREN LATER Hope I'm inward.