I'm Not a Backup Womb

Engagement ring

I'm not a spare womb

The Part 208

"It turns out our little daughter has grown up, Bun." said mbok mar while wiping my tears. Mbok Mar is my family after Mother, with the hands of mbok mar who participated in raising and caring for me. These two great women who have patiently taken care of and painstakingly took care of me to this size.

Mommy asked me to her room after mbok mar accepted my request to attend my prescription later.

"Mother forgets something, Debby".

my mother opened the closet and was busy looking and taking out a small box and sitting next to me.

"What is that, Bun?"

"Mother forgets, someone left this ring for you, it will be insecure if you do not immediately give this to you."

"the ring? Don't you forget that Debby is married?"

"That's a ring from your husband, after you received a proposal from him at that time. He left it to Mother at that time. Eh., it turns out not yet fiancee is married." explained mother chuckles, I also smile embarrassed.

"Thank you Mother Uda accepted the proposal.

"Halah.duh aja sokan selling maha."

"This is what does it mean?"

His words that mimicked my style of speech when Mother delivered our marriage.

"Ahhhhh...Mother, yes Debby's time immediately want, do not be embarrassed bun."

"Debby, can you ask me something?"

"What bun?"

"Hemm, yes mother." I replied, actually my first marriage was always trying to be a good wife as what mother ordered when I first stepped out of this home. But man can only try, the rest of God determines.

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After I felt I had enough, I went back to the apartment. Bringing clothes and also my needs, I open the door, the room is still dark, marked mas aska has not come home. "Not yet to go home" I murmured after blaming the apartment lights, I grabbed my device and I called my husband but there was no answer, only the voice of the operator I heard rejecting my call.

"you rush home, want dinner instead ngak go home." I muttered

I cleaned myself and went back to wait for the arrival of the Aska mas a little upset because the phone was still not able to be contacted. "it's really been too much." I grumbled

I'll call the hospital.

"Hello" I finally heard that voice.

"Hallo mas."

"Debby, later I call you back yes, I still have a lot of work because it's good dream." Close it.

"Hallo, yes, dead. People want to work in a nice dream?" muttered

I decided to go to the hospital early, this chicken leg is too dear if taken. At least I can share it with the friends who are there, rather than redundant, my husband must have had dinner outside anyway.

I immediately ordered a taxi, at half-nine I arrived at the hospital, when I headed for the dressing room, my netra was fixed to the aska mas room that was still burning. Thinking of seeing her before the night shift starts. I looked left and right, and when I made sure there was no one, I turned as bright as my husband.

Tok.dok... I tap and then I open.

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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 is not less exciting too..