I'm Not a Backup Womb
He deserves to be loved
I'm Not a Backup Womb
The Part 121
He must know what he has to do. If he can hang on to his feelings for a year and stay away from you even with his pain of misunderstanding, then what are you worried about?" Ask Mommy.
"Mother's miss, holding back is hard." I grieved, I wiped my tears. And Mother chuckles.
"His mother's son is really in love?" He said he laughed at me.
"Mother... Don't tease me" my whine.
"Son Teddy deserves to be loved, Mother has been impressed from the first time she saw him. Mommy knows, what the purpose of that time, by saying will come back and leave you to Mother. Ta'aruf, khitbah then married. That's purpose. Totally calculated."
"Yes full, until - until, the Iddah period that I don't have just she counts." Inner irritated.
"But, it's the same with Bun, if the edges have to leave me?"
"Don't Debby go, does she have any intention of taking you with her? Since your situation like this has to be postponed?" Ask Mommy, how did Mommy know that Dr Teddy wanted me with him to go to the USA?
"Why are you like a psychic? Why guess correctly?" Mumbles.
"Yes because Mommy knows your husband better than you." The answer, it turns out Mother heard my murmur, again she chuckled.
In the middle of the conversation, a door was knocked and someone came in.
"Assalamualaikum" he said
"Why is Miss Widia here?" Whisper me to Mommy when I realize that Miss Widia is the one who came, the Panti donor. Bu Widia came with some paperbags in her hands.
"Waiting you, did you forget he was a benefactor of the parlour and you're a parlour boy?" Mother replied, I understand too. Mommy got up from her seat and invited Ms. Widia to sit next to me after handing the paperbag over to Mommy.
"How are you doing Debby?" Ask gently
"It's better Auntie." I said, This is the second time we sat so close after a year ago in Dr. Teddy's apartment, I don't know what she'd think if she knew I was really married to Teddy's doctor, she'd think something was going on at the time.
"Alhamdulillah then, Aunt is happy." He replied smiling kindly, if he used to show his anger to me when he first saw me in the apartment, but different from this time. This time all I saw was a friendly and shady face with thousands of smiles on his face.
"Why Deb? Why silent? Did you feel anything? Sick maybe?"
"No aunt, I'm not a papa." My answer.
We also spend time together, a lot of things we discussed, I was more directed to our conversation about orphanages than personal things, because I could have been convinced that I was married to a teddy doctor, he said, the son of his best friend.
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One week passed after the departure of Dr. Teddy, all this time we could only relate through the flat and flat screen, he had only contacted me a few times. the distance and time between Jakarta-USA is enough to make it difficult for us to communicate. Even so, it does not recede our desire to connect with each other even if just asking what he is doing and eating what.not infrequently he had to stay up late at night just to contact me, a relationship full of struggle, a relationship full of struggle, that's what I'm going through right now. And it turns out not as difficult as I imagined, life will be more colorful if there is something in the future.
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Thank you brother for stopping by and read my story, sorry if there is any wrong word😊
Oh yes kak want a promo work entitled Forced to Marry a Mafia Boss not less creepy also loh kumbu story..
