I'm Not a Backup Womb

Workshop

I'm not a spare womb

In the car, Debby was silent again, her eyes were just straight ahead not looking back or looking at me at all. I watched him silently, like this little Debby I don't know, who's sitting next to me.

"Don't forget to get irritated first" he said reminding me without looking at me one bit.

"Yes.." All I can do right now is obey him. It felt like asking her but I didn't want to bother about things that might be very sensitive to her. If I discuss this matter first it will hurt him more. Therefore I follow his wishes, I direct the car to the workshop he means.

The question is not out of my mind at the moment. Is it because of my request last night that she prefers to shut up. The regret came because he had asked him not to discuss the status issue with me again.

"The workshop in front of it" he continued, pointing to a signpost that read auto and motorcycle repair shop.

I stopped the car right in front of the workshop he showed me. He took my hand and kissed it. "You can go home first, I can go home on my own with my bike. Assalamualaikum." closed it as if he did not want to be denied, even he got out of the car before I answered him.

I got out of the car too, I followed his steps into the workshop after a few minutes he entered the workshop.

"Eh Debby" said a middle-aged man in his workshop uniform to Debby, as if they already knew each other.

"Sir, is the bike ready?" ask Debby

"Already dong mbak, after Debby mbak my phone yesterday directly cus do his finishing, any part of it I have done before. The man answered Debby.

"The machine is the same as a girlfriend?" tanyanya, looks like she saw my arrival with Debby.

"Daughter?"

"Yes, no."

Debby turned her head in the direction the man was pointing at.

"Well, why haven't you gone home yet?" debby asked as she turned to look at me and approached me.

"Here you go, you'll be late." Dismissed

"I want you Deb, in the workshop of many men, at least we can go home together first" I said to him

"Yes, I'll take it first."

He then ran towards the cashier, quickly taking out the money in his wallet, while occasionally throwing his smile at me. "Debby's girlfriend, is she?" greet the man who. I saw Debby.

"What, husband?" he looks so shocked.

"Yes sir, I'm Debby's husband.". Be firm, and then I put my hand on him, "Include me Teddy."

"My hands are dirty, my name is Ucok" he said refusing my hand.

"Have you known Debby?"

"Already, since he's in High School like to come here if the bike is fussy."

"so early in the morning he called me, wanted the bike to be right now."

Degs...

He lied to me again to cover up his pain.

"Have you contacted him?"

"No, he said yesterday tell me to relax, yes I am relaxed. Uh early in the morning he called, and I had to come here because inevitably this morning had to finish the bike." Obviously mr. Ucok.

My mind raged back, I grabbed a handphone and I sent a quick message. I think I need papa right now.

(Where is he now?)

(Papa is now in the hospital) The reply that left me smitten. Apparently papa's been waiting there since.

"Debby, are you done, baby?" I asked half-screaming, Debby immediately came up with a little run.

"There is still less money mas, here there is no swipe machine" he replied

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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 work promo titled Forced to marry a mafia boss is no less scary too..