The Wasted Uterus

RYT 40'S

Everything is ready and neat. At 08.00 am, the opening of the store began. Everyone gathered in the room. Bu Inggrid who led the event gave his speech.

Bu Ingrid's welcome was received by local residents who participated in enlivening the opening of the bakery. Diky also helped Dinda who was busy arranging various dishes, such as cakes, cakes, and various pastries. Everyone tasted Dinda's cake. They seem to like the taste.

Half an hour later, the friends of Bu Ingrid arrived. They come in a bunch of people.

"Hello Jeng Inggrid," said one of the friends.

"Hello Jeng Ani, thank you for being here. Please taste, all the dishes in this store are recipes from my best chefs. If Jeng Ani has an event, the store accepts all orders. For example, birthday cakes or other pastries," explained Bu Ingrid to his friends.

One of Bu Ingrid's friends tasted some of the cookies on the plate. Their expressions are very fond. "Well it tastes good and savory, Jeng Inggrid. The sweetness was fitting, suitable for snacking even though it was a diet program," exclaimed Bu Ani.

"Yes right it tastes really good, so curious about the making, Jeng. Who is talented?"

Bu Inggrid immediately called Dinda to introduce him to his friend. "This is my shop's best chef, Jeng. Her name is Dinda, she is very good at creating cake recipes. He's always looking at the sugar and calories in every cookie dough."

"Well, so all the cakes here are standardized, Jeng. May be later if there is a dish I just order a cake from here," exclaimed friend Bu Ingrid.

Dinda smiled happy to get a good reception for her work. After that he explained again the superiority of the cake he made. "The cake I made is very suitable to be eaten by some circles. You want a young toddler, or an old one can eat it too, Mom. You see, before creating a recipe, I look for a dose that fits and adjusts to the standard composition that has been set. So very good and not too risky even in eating in large quantities."

Everyone nodded their heads. They were satisfied and pleased with the direct explanation from Dinda.

"I'll excuse you then, ladies and gentlemen. Happy enjoying!" Dinda bowed her body and left that place.

From a distance, Diky approached Dinda. "How do they respond? Are they all satisfied?" ask Diky curious.

Dinda smiled sweetly. "Very satisfied, because I made it lovingly. So it tastes so good."

"Hem, yes! I acknowledge the ability now," Diky said in praise.

Bu Inggrid also arrived Bu Ningrum. He was a close friend of Bu Ingrid. Ms. Ningrum came with her granddaughter, as she had not yet gotten a suitable nanny. So wherever Ms. Ningrum goes then her granddaughter has to come along.

"Hai Jeng Inggrid, congratulations on opening the bakery. Hopefully more successful and also selling well," exclaimed Bu Ningrum kindly.

"Yes Jeng Ningrum, thank you for coming to my little shop. You came with washing. Ooh, handsome and funny your grandson, Jeng," said Bu Inggrid.

"Yes, because I haven't gotten the right nanny yet so I have to take her when I leave. You must have heard my family news, right? I never thought it would happen in my son's life, Jeng!" said Ms. Ningrum sadly.

"Patience, Cheng. Everyone will have a test. So as a human being can only accept with sincerity and patience. The spirit of Jeng!" Bu Inggrid tried to encourage his best friend.

Suddenly Bu Ningrum's granddaughter cried loudly. "Okay, Oma's grandson. Don't cry! Cup, cup, cup!" Ms. Ningrum tried to calm her grandson down. But the crying was so loud.

Everyone became focused on Bu Ningrum's crying granddaughter. So that caught the attention of Dinda who was busy at the back. Dinda walked over to the crowd.

Dinda asked Bu Ingrid, "Mom, what's wrong? How come there's a baby cry."

"That's my friend's granddaughter, it's kind of fussy anyway. Pity him" replied Ms. Ingrid.

Dinda was very curious, then she tried to get closer. "Aunty may I help to calm her baby sister?"

Bu Ningrum turned his head, then without a second thought he handed his granddaughter over to Dinda. After being held the baby's cry also subsided. Dinda cradled the baby feelingly.

"Thank you, son. My granddaughter was instantly silent, it usually took a long time just to calm her down," exclaimed Bu Ningrum with a feeling of relief.

"Together Aunt, your granddaughter is very funny," said Dinda, she continued to look at the face of the baby she was carrying.

Diky approached him happy to see Dinda's motherly attitude. The same is true of Bu Ingrid. It seems like the mother and the child put a high expectation on Dinda.

"Dinda, you're very skilled at carrying it, dear," Bu Inggrid told Dinda.

"I really like kids, Auntie."

"Dinda you crying? What's up?" asked Bu Inggrid in surprise.

"Oh, I'm fine Auntie. I don't know why these tears came out on their own" replied Dinda Lirih.

Diky frowned. He wondered with Dinda's attitude.

Ms. Ningrum approached Dinda who was still holding her granddaughter. "Son, Auntie, please carry Kenzo for a second. Aunty called her father to come here."

"Yes aunty, I love your granddaughter. Very funny" replied Dinda slowly.

Dinda continued to fondle Kenzo with great feelings. He walked slowly to give a safe feeling to the little baby he was carrying. Every now and then, Dinda kissed Kenzo's soft, puffed cheeks.

"You're fit to be a mother, Din," exclaimed Diky from behind.

Dinda smiled in response to Diky's words. "I've become a mother, Diky. It's just that my fate is unlucky," Dinda said in her heart.

Kenzo sleeps more and more in Dinda's arms, until he is unaware someone has come to pick up Kenzo.

"Where's Kenzo, Ma?" ask someone new to come.

"Kenzo has calmed down, he's being carried by someone. Come in. Let Mama call him." Ms. Ningrum went inside with her son.

"Kenzo, Papa's coming to pick you up" said Ms. Ningrum.

Dinda turned her head and was surprised by what she saw. He saw Indra standing in front of him.

"Dinda," said Indra who was no less surprised.

Diky approached Dinda who looked in shock. "Why are you?" diky asked a little confused.

Indra walked closer towards the frightened Dinda. "Dinda, I finally found you."

Everyone was shocked to hear Indra's words. Indra continued to approach, but Dinda was increasingly walking backwards.

"Stop, don't come any closer. You are evil, you are evil, you are evil to me" cried Dinda with tears in her eyes.

"Indra what is this? Is he ...?

Indra nodded at her mother. "Yes Ma, she's Kenzo's biological mother."

Everyone was shocked to hear Indra's statement. Dinda continued to walk backwards avoiding Indra who continued to walk closer.

"Diky, I want to get out of here. He wants to take my baby again. He is evil, he is evil as I am" said Dinda in tears.

"Din, what happened. I don't understand anything." Diky did not know what to do, but he was able to catch the problem.

Indra grabbed Dinda's hand, but she continued to dodge. "Dinda, I'm sorry. Forgive my mistake."

Diky prevents Indra from approaching Dinda. "You better not bother him. Didn't you see she was scared?"

"Whatchu mean? I just want to take her home, because she is my wife," Indra replied to make Diky shocked and had to be disappointed again.

Everyone there was shocked. The opening ceremony of the bakery turned into a drama that made everyone confused.

"Dinda, come with me home. He is Kenzo, our son. Forgive my mistake, I'll fix everything. I'm sorry, come with me home. Kenzo misses you" Indra said so easily.

Ms. Ningrum immediately approached Dinda, she wanted to join in persuading her daughter-in-law. "Son, can you come with us. Let Aunt explain everything to you. Later, let me ask permission with Ingrid, he's my best friend."

Ms. Ningrum took over Kenzo. But Dinda won't let go."Don't take my son, don't separate me from him. Don't take my son," Dinda asked Ms. Ningrum.

"I won't take Kenzo from you, but you have to come with us. Listen to our explanation, son."

"I'm not going with you guys. You're bad, you're bad. You're bad." Dinda cried by pressing on her suddenly dizzy head, her eyes twitching and blurred. Dinda almost fell down and Diky caught her. Indra who saw directly dispelled Diky's hand, he immediately raised Dinda's limp body to take her away.

"Sorry, I have to take him away from here. It's a family matter. Excuse me." Indra quit the event by taking Dinda away.

Ms. Ningrum immediately apologized for the unexpected incident. "Jeng, sorry for making such a mess on your show. I'll compensate for all these losses."

"It's okay, I get it. Solve your problems well. Dinda she's a good girl, whatever happens don't hurt her yeah!" said Bu Inggrid sincerely.

Ms. Ningrum smiled with relief because her best friend was so understanding. Then they left the bakery. Indra immediately carried the limp Dinda into the car. Shortly after, his mother followed by holding her grandson.

"We're going straight home, Ndra!" said Ms. Ningrum.

"Yes Ma, I won't let him go again" Indra replied by turning on his car. After that Indra left the place and immediately went home.

Diky sits limp after learning of Dinda's problem. His hope faded back, and all he felt was disappointment. Diky had already put his feelings towards Dinda, but those feelings flew away long before landing perfectly.

Bu Inggrid walked over to his son who looked sad. "How are you feeling, honey? Are you all right?"

Dicky took a deep breath. "Why it ends like this again Ma. Why should Dinda, she has become someone else's property Ma. I don't have a chance anymore."

"We're patient, honey! Let's just say Dinda's not your soul mate. Forget him because you have no chance. She's married, son!"

"I love him, Ma. How can I just forget it" said Diky with all his confusion.

Ms. Inggrid was concerned about her son's feelings. He was also disappointed that he had put his hopes on Dinda as his future son-in-law.

In Other Places.

Indra has arrived at her house. He immediately went down and immediately lifted his wife's body into the house. Dinda's face looked pale, cold sweat pouring down.

Arriving inside, Indra immediately brought Dinda into his room. He put his wife's body on the bed. After that, Indra clasped Dinda's cold hand.

"Din, wake! Wake up and we speak well. Din I beg you!" Indra continued to speak next to his wife who was still unconscious.

Ms. Ningrum went inside holding Kenzo. After that, she placed her granddaughter next to her mother. "I put Kenzo here, hopefully Dinda will wake up soon" said Ms. Ningrum slowly.

Indra massaged his wife's forehead with eucalyptus oil. She massaged slowly and soon Dinda woke up and opened her eyes. He looked around, then was surprised to see Indra who was already beside him.

"Why did you bring me here? I want to go, because you're evil as I am. You lied to me, you just benefited me. What wrong? So you are so hearty? I am as sincere as you are, but you left me so cruelly. You're evil, you're evil!"

Indra tries to hug his wife, but Dinda keeps pushing back Indra's body.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I lied to you, but please give me a chance to fix everything. Din, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry I did you bad. I got a reply and I want to start all over again. I want to right my wrongs for you please give me a chance, Din."

Indra kept begging his wife. He continued to persuade Dinda to forgive him.

"No, I don't want to repeat the same stupidity. One time you hurt me. This heart is already broken into pieces, this soul is almost floating just because you want to take advantage of me. Am I just being a child-printing machine to you? when you have your purpose. You left me before I even saw the baby I gave birth to. Where's your conscience? where's your humanity?"

"You know I almost died, I almost committed suicide, if I don't remember the baby I gave birth to. Don't you expect me anymore, because since you decided to leave I no longer want you to be by my side. I just want my baby. I just want my baby."

Dinda continued to pour out her feelings, the pain she endured all this time. He poured everything on Indra. The man could only shut up and listen to Dinda's heart.

Dinda fell silent and turned to look at the tiny baby who was sound asleep next to her. His tears flowed again unable to imagine, when he lost the baby he had just born before.