I'm Not a Backup Womb

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I'm not the Backup Rahim

The Part 145

"There's a guest" I muttered, I stopped my steps, as I saw Aunt Widia and Mommy sitting together in the living room, enjoying a cup of warm tea.

They looked, realizing my arrival.

"Debby? Ye? Subhanallah beautiful Mother's son." Mother said as soon as she saw my new appearance.

"Mother, don't tease me. That's dong, Debby's so embarrassed." Reply blushed.

"Let's sit here first Deb." Aunty Widia cried while smiling gently at me. I followed his call too. There were still a few minutes to chat with them before leaving.

"Still on Deb's motorbike?" Aunty Widia asked after I sat in front of her.

"Yes Aunt."

"What Teddy... I mean Auntie why not take a taxi, at least during the night shift?"

"I've been a regular Aunt ever since riding a motorcycle."

"Excuse me... Miss Debby, there's a delivery of flowers." A flower courier in the middle of our conversation. I rushed to see him." Auntie" Pamitku to Aunt Widia.

"Sorry, I cannot accept anonymous submissions. Please return it to the sender." Reject me.

"But this flower has already been paid for by mbak."

"If you throw it away. Tomorrow don't come here again yeah" I'm kicked out. He also left with lilies that had been arranged beautifully.

"Debby... Wh why? Don't be so angry, pity the courier. Anyway, it's not from the doc..." Ask Mommy, I sit with them.

"No, she's not Mother." As before Mother mentioned the name of the doctor Teddy in front of Aunt Widia who had listened to my debate with the flower courier.

"No papa Deb, who's the flower from? Why was it rejected."

"Because Debby doesn't know who Debby's going to turn down." My answer.

In the midst of our warm conversation, another came to surprise me this morning. Seen a car that was no stranger to me stopped in front of the home. Pajero sports car that usually side by side with my motorcycle one year ago. I can tell who is visiting.

"Patience..." I muttered, I let out a long breath, with their arrival it means trouble will come too.

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight."

It was surprising when I realized that it was not Mas Doni or Linda who came, but papa and mama mas Doni . All sorts of questions swirled in my brain, What are they doing in this parlour after not visiting this parlour for so long? Did they know about what Linda did to the parlour?

"Please come in, sir, Mom..." Mother said, they immediately entered, following the word Mother.

"Mrs Atmajaya?" Greet Mama mas Doni to Bu Widia. It turns out they know each other. My mother and I were very surprised.

"Why is the world so narrow?" Narrator.

"Eh, her mom wants Doni." Said Aunt Widia rising from her seat. They shake hands and hug each other.

"Oh, do you know him?" Ask mother.

"It just so happens, Madame Atmajaya is my arisan friend and my husband's business partner. We haven't seen each other in a long time, have we, Jeng?" Answer my ex-in-law.

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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 no less creepy also loh kumbar story..