Dream Womb
It no longer works

POV Diana's

Losing, giving up, those words were never in my dictionary. Since childhood, I have been conditioned to win by any means. However, the words of Haris' mother are enough to make me gawk in disbelief to hear it.

"That's enough, Diana. You better just go home. You have nothing to do with Haris. Mom already knows everything. You can't trample on our self-esteem anymore" Haris' mother growled.

How could the in-laws who had been supporting all my steps suddenly shout to drive me out of this rundown house? I really can't believe it. It's poor, arrogant anyway!

'Patience, Diana, be patient for Haris', my mind strengthens.

"Mother, don't believe what Haris said before I explain everything. Diana's not wrong, ma'am."

I lowered my face, causing hurt to the woman, trying to convince the pale-looking old woman. The look in his eyes flashed with anger, but still the weakness was visible there.

"Mother, Diana herself did not even know why suddenly mas Haris left our apartment just like that. Ma'am, please help Diana, is it possible that she's back with the same woman I once showed her picture of as a mother?"

I was trying to create a new alibi, twisting old stories that might just repeat themselves. Wishing this old woman in front of me could return to side with her daughter-in-law. Not to forget, both hands are pinned in front of the chest, to make sure I need help.

"That's enough! Stop that bullshit, Diana!" Suddenly Haris dragged me in a hurry to enter the car.

"Okay, peeling, Haris! It hurts!"

I shook my hand, trying to escape from Haris' strong hand.

"Don't embarrass yourself! I already know the charade you played! The child in your stomach is not my son, but Andre's son."

I'm not really surprised to hear that, actually, because I thought that my husband heard what I was talking about with Andre. That bastard did not know himself and did not know the place. Because of his sassiness now Haris is inflamed and knows the secret that I buried deep, even already intending me to take him to death.

The show must go on. The show must be played. With a surprised look, I looked at Haris.

"You think I'm so stupid that I can't know everything? Maybe you can lie and keep covering it up, but not with the guy. Obviously I heard you guys talking next to the hospital. Andre says the child in your stomach is his son. You've been cheating on Andre!" haris shouted making my feathers goosebumps.

I covered my face with both hands, then cried hearing Haris' accusation. This should work.

"It hurts so much that you accuse me of that. You must beat me. Don't trust anyone else, this kid is really your kid, baby, not Andre's kid. Anyway, you have to accuse me of being in touch with Andre. This is a serious accusation. I didn't think you were this big!"

Back I play face mimic like a wronged wife. Haris can't treat me like this, catch me like a thief. With a little tear, Haris will surely melt.

"Darling, I know all this time I haven't been a good wife to you, but I promise after this I won't be a dissident wife. Whatever your orders are I'll do for our son." I rubbed my protruding belly, begging for the tender-hearted mercy of Haris. Yes, that gentle heart, where is he now?

"I won't be fooled again by your cipher, Diana." Haris shook his head, then slammed the car door after encouraging me to enter.

"Go away and never come back or dare to see me again. We'll only meet in a religious court" he said.

Haris words pierced the heart, although many times I had listened and memorized with his threat. This time the threat sounded serious. If Haris finds out that this child is not his, what else is it that keeps him alive with me?

"Wait a minute, I'm not done talking, Haris! This kid's your son, not Andre's. You have to believe that!" I screamed to convince him.

I tried to open the car door, but Haris raised his hand giving the code so I could leave immediately. The man walked slowly towards his mother who was still held by Santi, then lovingly, he also guided her mother. The three of them entered the house without any concern for me anymore.

"Ah, fuck! I can't give up!" I hit the steering wheel at full force, until this hand hurt.

"No, this can't happen. Anyway, I never lost. Not this time either. I have to find another way." Along the way I muttered.

"Diana, the anti-loss strong woman will not give up just like that."

I kept calming down.