Borrow the Uterus - Third Wife
Bram Adityo's

Enough it feels Alya tolerates any insulting remarks on him from the morning that tend to his body shaming.

Is it wrong if a woman is not perfect with her face or physical, then must receive bullyan either from friends, relatives, relatives or superiors where they work.

Alya does not deny if the current condition does look physically bad in the eyes of the crowd, then it should be said clearly stating ‘you are ugly! Look at your appearance so bad’. Ah this was really a frontal speech that sounded directly in her ear. Where the attitude of a superior who can sort out good and bad words for his own employees. Employees are not the assets of a company that is the largest to run a company.

Now Erick and Alya gave each other a sharp look, as if embers had been burning between the two of them, while Agnes was still sobbing in tears, but Erick let it go, not trying to calm her.

Alya turned her back and re-strewn her legs, towards the door.

“Shut up at Alya's place!” reprimand Erick with a raised voice.

To Agnes' surprise, it was not usual for her husband to raise his voice.

“Do what I keep silent in place of the honorable Mr CEO, do you still lack you to insult me! I admit my face is not beautiful and my body is not sexy wife Father, Miss Agnes. That's what made you not want to accept me as a surrogate mother, according to the wishes of Miss Agnes. After all I also do not lose if you reject me, meaning I can calm down if I have a husband later. So Miss Agnes deal we cancel,” said Alya without turning her body, it feels lazy to see the face of Mr. CEO.

From earlier you did not stop saying husband and husband continuously.

“Mas Erick. Everything I did to save our household,” urged Agnes in her sobs.

Erick ruffled his waist, and raised his face upwards. Unbeknownst to Erick, Alya has left the CEO's room.

Forgive my friends, it turns out I failed to get a billion dollars. Maybe God won't allow you to keep you working in a boutique.

There is a sense of tightness that wrestles in Alya's heart, after letting her become a surrogate mother, it gets an insult in addition to rejection.

“I'd better go to a boutique, my heart hurts so much!” alya muttered as she exited the CEO room. Alya directly reached into his cellphone which was in his pants pocket

“Assalamualaikum, Lili,” greet Alya through phone connection.

“Walaikumsalam, Ms. Alya,” replied Lili.

“Lili, I ask you please tell mas Bram pick me up at the office, now also yes.”

“Good Ma'am, soon to be delivered to mas Bram.”

“Still Yes Lili.”

“Sama-sama Bu Alya.”

Alya ended her conversation with Lili.

Thirty minutes later......

Erick rushed to Alya's room, to talk about the matter of the surrogate mother.

“Alya to where?” asked Erick who suddenly entered the finance room.

“Alya, just got permission to go home Mr. Erick, maybe now it is still in the lobby" replied Fitri.

“Why not report me if Alya wants to go home,” disappointed Erick.

“Report to Mr. Erick, instead if enough permission to the HRD section, do not have to go to Mr. Erick directly,” Fitri was surprised by the words of Mr. CEO.

“Aah...already,” Erick rushed out, to chase Alya if it is still in the lobby. And the guess must be Alya a little long to walk, because his legs are sprained.

Fitri found it strange to see his diligent CEO to the finance room.

Erick is already in the lobby of his company and looking for a woman named Alya.

“How does he get home, his motor is broken. There was no way he could have come home with his bike. Who's going home then? What if she was picked up Andri!” murmured Erick, the man accelerated his footsteps.

Outside the lobby there is a parked motorcycle, the man who is usually called Mas Bram is helping to put a helmet on Alya's head. The man was opening his helmet, looks the charm of the handsome man even though not as handsome as Mr. CEO, but quite attractive for women.

“You're really injured in the arm, and that's why his leg is limping?” suspicious Bram sees Alya's condition, while wearing a helmet.

“Gosh....why not say from morning, let it be picked up directly."

“This has asked to pick up Mas Bram,” Alya's eyes flickering looking at Bram's face that is getting angry.

“ALYA.....!” call Erick from a distance.

The woman whose name was called, only caught a glimpse of who was calling her.

“Alya...ada who calls his kayak,” said Bram, seeing from a distance there is a handsome man calling Alya.

“Let it go, crazy people calling,” Alya chirped. “Ayo Mas Bram...we leave,” Alya directly ride the motor driven Bram.

“ALYA.....” call Erick back, while running around. The woman still did not know him.

“Whom else is he!!” erick growled, looking at the handsome man, who had been held by both of his waist by Alya's hands.

“Come on Bram, drive the motor.!!” pinta Alya, a glimpse of Erick starting to approach.

“Handle Alya...” replied Bram, Alya reflexes hugged Bram from behind, because the motor Bram uses is a sport motor. And Bram immediately took his sport bike.

“Damn!!!” erick's leg kicked into the air, disappointed Alya ignored him. And just leave it.

“Yesterday with Andri, now who else!!” annoyed Erick, again his jaw hardened.

The motorbike that Bram drove, slid into the boutique, while the woman who was screwed by Bram, her heart was a little sad, confused and dilemma during the trip to the boutique.

A thirty-minute motor ride, finally parked in the boutique courtyard. Bram helps Alya to walk, Lili is already standing by in front of the boutique door.

“Bu Alya, why?” Lili and some employees look anxious, see Alya's condition.

“So morning there was a little calamity, my motorbike was hit by the same car Boss,” said Alya.

“Yeah Ma'am, be patient Yes Ma'am...luck the wound is not severe,” reply Lili.

“You want to go to the room directly or sit down?” ask Bram.

“Live up aja mas Bram, better make rest.”

“Ya already, let me look up,” said Bram, holding Alya's arm.

“Yes....Mas Bram.”

Bram Adityo is still a relative, Alya's distant brother, long ago as Alya's father was alive, Bram became a papa Alya's assistant, but since Alya's father died, Bram helped Alya in the boutique. For ten years Bram worked and was in the Alya family.

Bram sat Alya in his work chair “Alya, I found a special incandescent sprain yes. You're afraid your feet will swell tonight."

“Bby Mas Bram, please cariin....this leg feels also udden cenut,” complained Alya while grimacing.

“Bu....in drink this first, I make warm tea....” said Lili while putting a teacup on the table.

“Still Yes Lili, all of you will buy me lunch yes.”

“What lunch are you doing Bu?”

“Buyin nasi padang aja, side dish rendang ya...ask sambalnya a lot.”.

“OK Bu.”

Lili buys lunch, Bram goes looking for a masseuse. Now Alya lives alone in her study. Moved in silence.

seriate....