Dream Womb
Haris' inner upheaval

Pov Haris's

The examination process today went smoothly Diana and I were given a few questions and checked our fertility respectively. Finally, the doctor gave a schedule when the right time for us to have sex so that this pregnancy program can soon pay off.

By the time I got out of the doctor's office, Keysha and her husband were unseen in the waiting chair. I saw Keysha looking agitated while waiting for her husband to be in the other room. I gave her a code when I entered the doctor's room, Keisya seemed to understand. He just nodded his head a little and then looked down.

"Finally done too, after this I want to go to the office immediately. Maybe we can pass an alternative road because if the main road is usually at this hour jammed," said Diana.

I just kept quiet hearing his words. The view at the hospital seemed to draw attention again. Keysha came with her husband, Andre her name. Arrogant man in my opinion. It's only natural that Keysha's been uncomfortable. Andre is like the type of man who always wants to impose his will on couples.

Our car drove on a busy road. I drive it at medium speed. It felt like today I wasn't concentrating on driving, I was feeling uneasy imagining Keysha. Usually I meet him in the back, when Diana was in the doctor's room, we had a chat for a while. I clasped his fingers tightly before parting, but today the custom did not happen.

"I think Keysha's mom doesn't have a husband, you know, Mas."

I heard Diana's words. It turned out that my wife also noticed Keisya and Andre.

Again, I did not answer Diana's words because she was lazy and preferred to play with my own mind. Maybe because it was too slow to move the car, several times I heard the sound of another car honking its horn, giving a warning that I should be more marginalized to the left, if you want to walk slowly.

"Yesterday I was a little anxious that you were sitting next to Ms. Keysha, because I thought she was a widow. Perhaps the young widow whose husband left behind. You know, widows like to flirt with people's husbands. After seeing him earlier it turns out I still have a husband I'm a little relieved, anyway."

Diana kept making comments without me asking. And as always, judge as he pleases.

I would rather Keysha be a widow than a husband like Andre.

As a consultant who often met with various kinds of people with their respective characters, I can reasonably judge that Andre is a type of man who is selfish and narrow-minded.

At home certainly Andre also likes to judge and does not want to be denied. This trait is very opposite to Keysha who is gentle and understanding. The two are not at all suitable.

"You know, I didn't expect, we've been around a lot, yeah, met Keysha's sister and all this time she's always come alone. So it's kind of weird that this morning she suddenly showed up with her husband. Strange and at once a relief. They look good too, yeah."

I still refrain from commenting.

"It turns out we are not alone, there are still many other married couples who also do pregnancy programs. Lucky I always come with you, baby. Of course it's a must, you must accompany me. Puts me first instead of that relaxed-looking job of yours. In fact, my income is bigger so, you have nothing to lose just one, two days' clearance."

Diana tried to comfort herself, but what sounded in my ear she was not consolation. He is degrading Keysha as well as me, and wants to make it clear that Keysha's fate is no better than his. They are both women, Diana should know that doing a pregnancy program like this requires a lot of energy and a depleted mind.

"Darling, are you quiet? You didn't hear what I said just now?" ask Diana again.

I had no interest in answering her question at all, for what she was talking about was a woman who now had a special place in my heart. Keysha's.

When she was with her husband, she was fragile and helpless. Although I can also see how Andre's efforts to show that he is an understanding husband also want to protect his wife.

Andre just wanted to show that he had done his duty as a husband. There was no more feeling, the warmth he made before me just made me sick.

When I remembered how Andre stroked Keysha's hair and held her hand, I wanted to get angry. I accidentally stepped on the brakes and made a squeaking sound on the tires of our car.

"Darling, why suddenly?"

At first glance I can see she is unhappy, depressed, frightened, but she has every right to be happy.

"I'm sorry, I'm so dizzy with so many unresolved work in the office" I lied as Diana kept asking what really happened to me, and why my attitude changed this morning.

"OK, stop, Haris. Like we stop here I'm gonna go down for a minute wait here."

"What do you want?"

Diana said she should immediately come to the office, now instead she asked to go down and linger in the minimarket.

"There's something I need to buy, just wait in the car."

Diana immediately went down agilely, the woman stepped her feet into the minimarket.

This opportunity I used to send a message to Keisya.

[Key, I want this week we go out together.]

I typed the message and sent it. Waiting for a response from Keisha but never coming. Maybe now he's also being escorted Andre home. Or maybe when delivering Keisya home, Andre suddenly desires and requests rations to his wife?

"Ah shit!"

Imagining it makes my head almost explode. I hit the steering wheel in frustration imagining Keysha's slender body should be inside Andre's large body enclosure.

I picked up the phone again and looked at the same fixed screen yet there was an answer from Keysha.

Shortly after, Diana was back in the car. "It turns out this vitamin is in the minimarket. Though I've been doing this for a long time, I've been trying to order online but the stock is empty."

Diana showed me a plastic bag containing vitamins and a supplement drink. I already know the direction, surely he will force me again tonight. Looking at that many vitamins and supplements I'm sick of it. All I want now is to go all the way.

I glanced at the mobile phone waiting for a response from Keisya but still never came the answer, until finally slowly I drove the car towards Diana's office.

"Why are you, this morning not excited." Diana tried to interrogate.

"I've told you my work in the office is a lot and still not done."

"Usually you are busy, but not like this. Haris, you're so tired and angry what's really going on, anyway?"

I can't wait for Diana to try to make me talk.

'I'm sick of this situation. Diana and wanted to end it soon!'

That's what I wanted to say to Diana, if only I had the courage.