The Crown
Not a secret

"Son, dady you've found Mom's surrogate. We pray that they are happy." I caressed my stomach so big.

"www." I moaned as my two fetuses kicked. Sick and linu but I'm happy. My stomach is getting bigger, so many lines are coming up. They said it was normal. My face was getting rounder, my legs were swollen so I had trouble squatting.

Sadness is often approaching, what else when remembering the old school days. Friends are currently studying, they must be cool in the cafeteria while laughing to discuss the problem of change. While me?

I was now standing in front of the mirror, looking at the posture of the body that had all swelled up. My favorite clothes no longer fit. Only negligee and special clothes pregnant women who become your fashion at this time.

I opened a Facebook social media account for the first time because I felt bored. Just want to look through the post first.

Nothing because my friends are few and no friends with people in the real world. Missing him, I opened the photo album deliberately in private. Only I can see.

Arzhan´s. The face made me smile again but cry too. The longing was getting hotter, the love was never gone, and now I can only see it in pictures. Soon he will belong to someone else.

"Non."

"Come in."

Mbok Darmi comes with a tray on which there is a small towel, basin, and also warm water. He always massages my swollen feet when the job is done.

"Look at what? Her dad?"

"meaning? I just saw a cell phone. Confused about what to do."

Mbok Darmi smiled cynically. He grabbed my feet carefully, placed them on his lap. He began to gently massage my feet using coconut oil that he made himself.

"Humans are a place of error and sin, lucky that our Lord is forgiving. Different from humans. They often make mistakes but find it hard to forgive others."

I just kept listening to her advice in every massage of my feet.

"That's why we have to be so careful when it comes to humans. Especially the old man. They forgive us, but the wounds they receive whether they guarantee it will heal or not."

My eyes are getting hot.

"Why not be honest, Nope. Tell the ladies and gentlemen who the father is Non's son. Mbok thinks it will reduce the burden of Mr. Indra."

"I think otherwise, Mum. If you knew who his father was, Papa would be disappointed."

"Mr Arzhan is good, why should you be disappointed?"

The deg!

I responded to Mbok Darmi's words by pulling a little bit of my leg from his lap. He stared with a smile.

"It feels strange to live in one house but Mbok does not know your relationship. The way Mr. Arzhan treated Non, was not like a brother to his sister. The opposite is true."

My eyes are really wet right now.

"Mbok is willing, do not disappoint Mr. Indra who is so good to treat Non. Mbok just this time saw stepfather loving his son like that."

"If I could repeat time, I would avoid Arzhan. I don't want this to happen, Mbok."

"But Mbok also has no heart for Mr. Arzhan. He's loved Non a long time, long before you were sodara."

Who is Mbok Darmi, why he knows all about Arzhan.

"Mbok once saw Mr. Arzhan staring at a photo of a woman behind the house. As Mbok passed by, he called and gave the photo. He asked if the woman was beautiful, Mbok replied very beautiful. He smiled happily at Mbok's reply. For the first time Mr. Arzhan was being nice to the maids at home, usually he never spoke at all. That is why Mbok was very surprised when he met Non and found out that Non is the son of the Madam. Mr. Arzhan was very frustrated at that time."

"But now he's getting engaged, Mbok. I hope he's happy."

"According to Non, will she be happy while her heart is here?"

I looked at Mbok Darmi.

"Splitting with our loved ones is painful, but living with others while our hearts are elsewhere is much more painful. Miss it hindered responsibility on our legitimate partner."

"Then why would Arzhan be engaged to someone else, Mbok?"

"Mistake sure Mr. Indra forced it."

Naturally, Arzhan was already very old enough to soon have a family.

"But, Non. Don't think about Mr. Arzhan's engagement, the twins are much more important today."

"Yes, Mbok."

"Because Non's pregnancy has grown, Mr. Sam said his learning was stopped first. Focus on preparing for birth later. Who is mental and physical, pray much."

"Yes, Mbok."

Many ways God gives ease and kindness to his servants. Although I am a sinner, but a fate and destiny have been written since I was conceived.

There is no Mama, there is Mbok Darmi who treats me well.

At night, I went to the kitchen to fill a bottle. I am often hungry and thirsty at night.

While walking, I accidentally heard the chatter of the servants who were here including Mr. Sam and Mbok Darmi.

"When?" ask Mbok Darmi.

"Mr Indra said tomorrow. They're going to propose to Non Alea for Mr. Arzhan. They also set their wedding date."

I know that Arzhan is engaged to Alea, but why did his proposal speed up. Trying to be sincere but in fact not. My heart still hurts to hear she's getting married to another woman.

My stomach, why does it hurt?

"Awwwwws! Ooh, Mr Sam!"