The Wasted Uterus

RYT 17'S

Ms. Ningrum came out of the cafe feeling happy. Even he was very excited. "Emm, it feels so impatient waiting for my future granddaughter to be born. If only Laura would think it would be perfect once my life," he murmured softly.

"Sir, stop by the boutique first!" ms. Ningrum said to her driver.

"Okay, ma'am" replied the driver.

Bu Ningrum's car immediately shot towards his boutique. Since the death of her husband, Ms. Ningrum has lived a widow and raised her son solely by herself. He owns two very famous boutique shops. From the boutique that, Bu Ningrum can develop the company and also some business relics of the late husband.

Arriving at the boutique, Ms. Ningrum went straight inside. When walking he accidentally nudged a buyer who was choosing clothes.

"Eh, I'm sorry I didn't accidentally," said Ms. Ningrum who almost fell down.

"It's okay, I should be ...! Ningrum, hi how are you?" the woman who turned out to be familiar with Ms. Ningrum.

"Inggrid, my good news. Long time we never met. Come with me, let's talk inside."

"This shop is yours?"

"Yes, you know what my goals were?" sahut Bu Ningrum with Bu Inggrid's hand.

Arriving in the room, Ms. Ningrum invited her friend to sit down. He called his employees to make drinks." Ra, please make warm tea for two people yes," Ms. Ningrum told employees.

"Okay, ma'am" answered Rara.

Afterwards, Ms. Ningrum sat down next to her friend. "What made you come to Jakarta Inggrid?" ask Ms. Ningrum.

"That's because I opened a bakery branch here, Ningrum," Bu Inggrid replied.

"What a great you. Then how was your son? Is she married?"

Bu Inggrid took a deep breath and replied, "Not yet, I don't know what makes it so hard to get married quickly. I should've been holding a grandchild by now."

"Our fate is the same, Nggrid. My son has been married for five years but only today I have the good news that my son-in-law is pregnant. You know how happy my heart was when you heard it earlier" said Ms. Ningrum.

"Well, congratulations to Ningrum. Pray that I catch up soon. I can't wait to hold a grandchild."

"Yes, if that's easy, Nggrid. Just so there is a partner," said Bu Ningrum to make Bu Ingrid laugh.

Soon, two cups of warm tea arrived. Ms. Ningrum immediately drank her tea and chatted back about each other's lives.

In Other Places.

After eating, Dinda decided to take a shower. After washing the dirty dishes, he got out of the kitchen to pick up the towel in the room and immediately darted into the bathroom.

Indra followed his wife into the room. He wanted to break down his achy body while doing his work that could not be left behind.

Twenty minutes later, Dinda finished her bath. He came out with a towel wrapped around his body and wet unraveling hair. Indra was slightly provoked when she saw the smooth body right in front of her eyes.

Indra put down her laptop and got out of bed. He walked slowly towards Dinda who was standing choosing clothes. Suddenly Indra wrapped his hands around his wife's slender waist to surprise her.

"What are you doing, Mum?"

Indra inhaled the scent of Dinda's body. He also gently kissed his wife's shoulders and back neck. "You know Din, your look like this really seduces me. I really want to eat you right now" Indra said with his appeal.

Indra's breath made Dinda's body crumble. Suddenly the heat spread all over his body. "You're still working. You can do it later tonight" replied Dinda as she picked up her clothes.

"That kind of question? I am your wife. So it's my duty to serve all your desires."

"All right, I'll do it tonight. Then I continue to work again. Quickly change clothes later you catch a cold," said Indra took off her embrace, then she returned to the mattress to continue her work.

Dinda turned her head towards her husband with many questions in her mind. After that he immediately put on his clothes and wanted to ask permission to go out for a while.

"Mas, can I come out for a minute? I want to go to the store to buy cake," said Dinda took her bag.

Indra glanced and replied, "Wait a minute, Din, let me take you. I'm afraid that suddenly you faint or your stomach is nauseous."

"No need, the shop is close from here. Walking has arrived, later if my head is dizzy or there is nothing. I must have called you."

"Yes, and don't be long gone."

"Yes, I'll go first!" Dinda got out of the room and immediately went to the store to buy cake-making ingredients.

Moments later, Indra's phone rang. He got a call from his mother. Indra immediately raised the call, "Halo Ma."

[Indra, did you know that Laura was pregnant? Earlier this morning Mama accidentally met your wife, she showed her pregnancy letter in front of Mama.]

Bu Ningrum looked very excited. But not for Indra. He was sad to lie to his mother.

"I already know Ma, maybe Laura can't wait to tell Mama the news" Indra said in a lethargic voice.

[When do you come home? Mama Saranin do not go out of town too often. Watch your wife's pregnancy. You know for yourself, son, that your wife always denied every word Mama said. Mama meant well to him.]

"Yes Ma, the day after tomorrow I'll be home. I want to finish my job here first Ma."

[Okay, Mama wait for your return.]

After that, Indra turned off her phone call. He again pondered, in his heart Indra could not bear to leave Dinda who was still weak with her young pregnant condition.

"What should I do? I love Laura, but I've been in love with Dinda for a long time. Which one should I choose? Dinda was so gentle and considerate. He was also very obedient never demanding anything. God, what am I supposed to do? I am confused by all this" Indra said in her heart.

Half an hour passed, Dinda returned with the groceries in her hand. He went straight to the kitchen to make cookies. Indra also went straight out of the room because he heard a noise from the kitchen.

"You're back, Din? What do you want?"

"This is Mas, the day after you return to Jakarta. I want to make a cake for Mama. Please love him, Mas. Say hello to Mama, too" replied Dinda while preparing all the ingredients of the cake.

Indra was stunned to hear his wife's words. She felt very guilty, because Dinda was so sincere to her. Indra came to his wife and hugged her.

"Thank you for your attention to Mama. I will surely give you your regards. May I help, there just so happens to be free time."

"May, please whisk the eggs in the basin. Let me get the flour ready."

"You're an expert at baking, Din."

"Yes, my dream is to have my own bakery. But it's just a dream."

Indra just smiled in response to Dinda's reply. He was afraid to give his wife false hope, "I'm sorry Din, why the more days of this play the harder I live."