I'm Without The Womb

Cancel to England

Ralin wriggled, trying to stretch his stiff body, with his eyes still closed he tried to gather his consciousness that was still scattered. His eyes blinked in accordance with the dim light of his room. Until he realized that his stomach bore a burden that was none other than the hand of Yaris. Without intending to move the hand of the husband Ralin then tilted his body so that he could clearly see Yaris's face. A face that looks peaceful, still merges with the dream world.

Ralin looked fixedly at Yaris' face, he did not deny that her husband's face was indeed very handsome. Clean skin without acne, thick eyebrows, beautiful eyes, a sharp nose, a taper chin and an oval but not wide jaw. No woman would refuse his presence.

Ralin passed each part of Yaris' face with his hands while smiling. Fortunately Yaris was not disturbed, he was still asleep even though Ralin's ignorant hands touched one by one part of his face.

If she could give birth to a child from the seed of her husband, surely her child would be handsome if male and beautiful if her child was female. Just imagine that Ralin was very happy. Distressed by his impossible wishful thinking, but Ralin immediately brushed him off. Yaris has so far tried to accept him as he is, even desperately giving him happiness without demanding anything from him. Ralin promised not to ruin what they have built today with sadness for her lack of being a woman who cannot give birth. He was unceasingly grateful for the presence of Yaris in his life.

'Thank you' he murmured inwardly while lightly tasting Yaris' forehead and immediately went to the bathroom to clean himself up.

As usual every morning, after waking up Ralin busied himself in the kitchen. These weeks were her last moments cooking in the green kitchen of their apartment. He and Yaris are planning to move into their new home next week. 'This little kitchen kangen.'

Today Yaris plans to invite Ralin shopping for the needs of the new house they will occupy. Ralin had actually proposed that they move when they had officially become adoptive parents, but Yaris refused. The reason is that they get used to the atmosphere of the house so that later when their baby takes home does not make them feel in a foreign environment. There is a point, too, and he only accepts the word of the husband.

Still feeling sore in some parts of the body, Ralin plans to make a simple breakfast. Baked bread with egg filling, vegetable lettuce and cheese layer is the choice.

***

"Dear wake!" Ralin whispered in Yaris' ear intending to wake him from sleep.

"Come banguuuun!" ralin's voice slightly raised and now clamped Yaris' nose in a fit of anxiety.

"Hmm, it's waking up." Yaris turned around and now turned his back to Ralin.

"I'm cooking, masa..."

Ralin's sentence was cut off by Yaris who then turned around and now landed his head on Ralin's thigh.

"Five meniiit aja." said Yaris with a distinctive hoarse voice waking up.

Ralin went awry, wanted to be forced, not happy to remember Yaris these few days overtime and came home late, just to be left alone, the lunch and the cooking was cold. Oh, never mind, he's the boss.

Ralin gently stroked her husband's thick hair, making Yaris feel comfortable and immersing his face in the wife's stomach, "if we are still tired of buying it next time!"

"Don't!! mumpung weekend baby, tomorrow-tomorrow I'm busy again so not hunted."

"But I'm kasian kamunya, no time to rest."

"It's been the most quality of rest, sleeping on the wife's lap, being extended again."

"Hmm, she wants."

"Add another ten minutes!"

Ralin laughed at the spoiled behavior of his beloved husband, "Yes, an hour is also nothing, but I thumped a pillow."

***

"We're going to the baby parts first!"

Ralin gasped at Yaris' request, not even thinking about it. Yaris pulled out the hand of Ralin that he had been holding since they got off the car. There was a sense of haru attacking her seeing the enthusiasm her husband showed.

'On the adopted child alone she is very considerate, especially if I am the one who conceived and gave birth to her child.' Inner Ralin.

"Eh, we don't know yet the girl or boy" said Ralin who then stopped his steps.

"O yeah, so how's dong?"

"Mmm, if we choose a neutral color."

"Yes, you choose!"

This time Yaris handed over more options to Ralin, Yaris was more manut, unlike the usual who liked to dominate. But Yaris admitted that what he chose was almost exactly the same as his taste, although sometimes small discussions often occur because Yaris wants to buy unnecessary items.

"Is there any more?" ask Yaris who is sitting on one of the display chairs of the home supply store.

"Udah quite like, later let the interior designer complete, pegel nih."

"I'm sorry, you're sitting here so I'll take care of the payment!" Yaris got up from the chair and let Ralin take his place.

Ralin stretching the body reduces the soreness felt in the second part of the calf.

Without him noticing a shopkeeper woman approached him, "Mba soy sauce huh?"

"Eh, sorry. Can't you sit here?"

"Oh, ga nothing, mbanya must be cape from earlier muter-muter when again pregnant, I rarely know mba shopping mom candidates baby gear but her stomach is still flat, many say pamali, pamali, but well it depends on trust too," the guard cerocos while giving water to Ralin.

Jleb

'You are strong Ralin you must be strong, tahaaan, sabaaar!'

Ralin just smiled at the words of the shopkeeper, deep down he had instilled the principle that he would close his eyes, close his ears to maintain a sense that people call happy. Wal results now he's immune.

"Give me the water."

"Together." The shopkeeper passed by and died by Ralin himself.

Yaris returned after fifteen minutes of completing the payment process at the cashier.

"Yes, tomorrow can be sent."

"Tomorrow? why?"

"Because a lot."

"Ooo, where are we going?"

"We are culinary." replied Yaris with sparkling eyes, "Old man you know we're on the road while culineran."

Ralin muttered with a smile, seeing Yaris this relaxed when the weekend was a rare thing. If not busy reading the file sometimes he meets on line with colleagues or clients.

Yaris stopped his car at a culinary spot in the middle of the city. Various types of food and drinks in the dish, ranging from traditional to modern, old-school to contemporary, original to innovative stay in the choose as desired.

After ordering some kind of food and getting a comfortable seat, Yaris picked up the mobile phone checking the incoming notifications, and, while Ralin was busy observing the place while looking for references because Mega proposed to open a larger branch of the tavern.

"Tomorrow I play tennis!"

"Tumbent kok? Why isn't it the same Davi?"

"Yes, who ngajakin ni mr. Zaki, a slippery investor, if the deal cepet I ladenin chat, if the catapult yes I say you want to cepet home."

"Oh my God, do I want you to back up?"

"Not back up, baby, but plan B." Yaris chuckled happily teasing the wife.

Ralin landed a small pinch on Yaris' arm, "Yes the same."

"He asked his wife to tell him that his wife was also in love."

"Oooh, say cake."

One by one the food they ordered came to the table. The visual of the interesting food plus the delicious aroma made the couple moved and their stomachs were also rebellious.

***

It was already late at night when Ralin and Yaris arrived at the apartment. Not infrequently the sound of their laughter was heard along the silent hallway of the elite residence.

After cleaning up, Ralin intended to check the food supply in the refrigerator, but his intention stopped because of the ringing of his cellphone and his mother's contact there.

"Mak gallo!"

"..."

"Ralin, okay. Mama's healthy, right?"

"..."

"Thank God."

"..."

"Huh, time? When mak? Same who?"

"..."

"Alhamdulillah, yes now Ralin tell mas Yaris, mamak take care of your health, do not get sick, ddaah!"

"Who?" yaris asked while drying his wet hair.

"Mamak, just called to tell Arya's sister to propose."

"Huh? When?"

"Front month."

"Who's the guy?"

"The Lombok people also, the school students first, mba Lale Lumbit Asoka." Reply Ralin was a little weak.

"Do you like that?"

"It's not that seneng, the future brother Arya has royal blood, the title is only "Lale" higher than the title "Baiq", the process may be more and longer than our marriage. So....."

"So what, how about hanging?"

"Maybe we're off to England."

"Cancel?" yaris's face was mixed with disappointment and sadness. "Aaaaaaaaakh."

"Don't protest, I'll change it."

"Change what?"

"There is a deh." replied Ralin full of mystery and left Yaris stomping his feet on the bed.