I'm Not a Backup Womb

Egotistical

I'm Not a Backup Womb

The Part 118

"You're angry, aren't you, Deb?" Ask again, I shake my head.

"Debby, do you want me to stay?"

"I" I said, reminding me, I do not want the nurse to come and hear it.

"Hemmm, would you like me to stay in Jakarta? Don't you want to come to the USA? There our lives will be quieter." He said, I was shaking, finally what I thought all this time was really he said.

"I..."

"No need to answer Deb, I already know the answer." Forever.

"Then what now still has to keep our marriage a secret?" Ask.

"How should I announce if my partner does not exist, even after Ijab kabul? Isn't that the same as embarrassing yourself?They will continue to laugh at me and question our marriage. At the end of the day they feel sorry and pity for me. I'm tired of being pitied by the doc's people." Obviously on a higher note, after my failure at my previous marriage plus being a second wife, my comrades always looked at me with pity, what if they had to hear of my second, more unnatural marriage? Married to be abandoned, over distance we are not only limited to Jakarta-Bandung.

"Astaghfirullah, "he said as he rubbed his face.

"Are you really mad Deb? Sorry, I promise I'll be back soon Deb."

"I'm sorry too, before the doctor comes back. No one will know this wedding." My disconnect.

"Doni?" Asked hesitantly, I knew he was worried about my relationship with Mas Doni, especially after Mas Doni recently met me.

After that we could just shut up, I lay staring at the sky of the hospital as I occasionally glanced at the doctor Teddy sitting next to me and looked at me with a gaze I could not understand and occasionally let out a tired sigh, it seems like he is thinking of something.

"Debby, I..."

"Yes I know, the doctor can go." I said the time showed at half-ten.

"Don't be mad Deb, I can't leave if you're still mad at me."

"Why marry me just to leave me?" I don't know where that question came from, but we agreed. I turned my face away as my eyes began to condense.

"Debby, baby.there's a patient who has to be operated on immediately, my patient, he's waiting for me in the USA. The situation can no longer if you have to wait longer" he said gently as he stroked my face and removed the little hair that covered my face, I removed the tears that had fallen without me noticing.

"Patient? What kind of men are women?" I turned around and tried to sit down.

"Little boy, the same age as Aldo" he replied, again I must feel guilty for having been so prejudiced against him.

"Aldo? It's so sorry." Mumbles.

"Go away, the boy needs you more." I said, I really don't feel like I have a heart, I realize that Dr. Teddy isn't entirely mine, he's got patients to think about. I can't be selfish, can I? and He also has a responsibility to his patients, can't just leave the patients out of concern for me.

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