I'm Not a Backup Womb

Be patient

I'm not a spare womb

"Dear you why?" failing, my question made me want to express all my emotions, I immediately cried in my arms, if Mas Aska would rather be angry than accompany me when he knew if I was really hurt or hugged me when I was in this state. Then what else should I expect?

"Debby why are you son?" Mom rubbed my back gently.

Debbie...Debbie...Debby's sick, sick, sick." I said in my mom's arms.

"God, dear Debby, why do you love. Come sit down and tell mom what really happened?" mama said, breaking my arms and inviting me to sit on the guest sofa. We sat down with my mother, who was still rubbing my back, to strengthen me.

"Why? What's the matter, who's been hurting you Deb? Did your mom do it?" Ask my mother gently and calm me and hold my hand.

"So, Aska was angry at Debby, because Debby was not honest about Debby's heart and also the incident about aunt meri, the newspaper that circulated today as well. Debby was just trying not to overdo it, after all, everything they said was there too." I explained in the middle of my crying.

"Debby dear, you are not wrong if you want to behave not to overdo it, but at least tell your partner and be open to each other is much better, so that your partner also feels in need." obviously mama

"But Aska said he did not like to discuss the issue of ma status, he said it would hurt his heart, and I did not want to hurt his heart ma. But I myself can not deny that my feelings hurt so much when I hear the insults and blasphemies even though they actually have a point. Moreover I have no one to share."

"Ouch... Sweet daughter-in-law this mama, very kind already want to keep the heart of the child mama so as not to hurt" he said smiling rama.

"Yes, I understand dear, but the newspaper's problem should be discussed, because it involves a very serious problem, your self-esteem and Teddy's good name even the big family's good name is at stake." obviously mama at length makes me more guilty, because to my egoism I did not have time to think that much.

"Oh... That's right ma." as a new couple I have to learn more from those who have long eaten salt, of course, more experienced.

"Yes and never feel alone Debby, mama is your mama if you feel you need someone to share mama will always be there for you." The light of my mother makes my heart feel warm. I nodded my head slowly.

"Yes do not have to be sad, mama sure if your mas is a sauce because of his joy, not really angry. Yes, we have eaten first yuk keburu cold later that's why" said the mama who entertained me and opened the paper bag of Aska's mas giving earlier.

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After my dinner and my mom ended, I immediately headed to my room with a suitcase left in the living room just like that by my husband.

"Huf.. Finally arrived." I said, opening the door. Carrying a suitcase and climbing the stairs so high, making my breath a little dull.

I take the suitcase towards the closet, I occasionally lyrics mas Aska who is already wearing pajamas and sleeping on the bed tilting her body back to the side that I will occupy, it seems like she deliberately wants to avoid me.

"Wake up, let's eat first" I cried shaking his body. I brought a box of chicken toast his favorite balado, because the chicken was big enough so me and my mom ate just one.

He stayed in his position and I just kept my mouth shut putting the lunchbox on the table beside his bed, and left it.

"Hmmm... How can you let a grieving wife endure her own grief? Selfish." I grumbled as I took my pajamas out of the suitcase and put them on.

My heart was hot when I saw him so hot when the problem was still so hot. Ku hempaska's. My body went to bed as hard as possible hoping she would wake up feeling the shock I had made.

But everything was in vain, it seemed that he was very sound. I play my handpone, just to fill my fatigue, because I won't be able to sleep. If my feelings are still very upset. I open social media, it turns out there are still so many rumors circulating about the family atmajaya, it seems I have to be more immune to face all this.

I take a deep breath, then I close my social media, it is also useless if I explain everything that I am the daughter-in-law of the Atmajaya family, they certainly wouldn't believe me to think I was sane and too hopeful. I'm nothing to them, I can only be patient until my reception at the title.

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Thank you brother for stopping by and read my story, sorry if there is any wrong word😊

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