My madam, my poison

Is there loyalty?

"What are you doing here?" ask the girl I've known for a long time.

From the girl, my gaze turned to Darren's sister.

"So it's true what Fatimah said? If you have another girl outside?" 

"I'm um .. um …"

"Widy! You know 'not that Darren's brother is already married? Why are you teasing her?"

"Wait on! What do you call Mr Darren? Brother?"

"Yes. Darren's brother is my brother."

"Zura, please. Don't make a fuss in this place" said Darren.

"Now I ask. Is it true that you are in a relationship with Widya?"

"Ti-ti-no. We have no special relationship. Widya is one of the students at the college where I teach.

"Lantas, why are you alone with him?"

"I was just accompanying Widya to buy clothes."

"It is impossible for a lecturer to walk alone with his students if they do not have a special relationship" I said.

"Already, Sir. Don't be docked

tup-cover again.  We're being honest about our relationship." Widya who did not move from her seat was chiming.

"Shameless girl! There are no single men you can approach other than my brother!" myrag.

"You can't just blame me dong. Mr. Darren himself said that he was tired of marriage with his wife and wanted to find a new wife.

I looked into my brother's eyes.

"Widya's words aren't true, aren't they, Sis?" my many.

Brother Darren fell silent and lowered his face.

"Why is Brother silent? Want to know what it feels like to be betrayed? That's very painful. Remember Anisa, she's a girl too. Would you be willing if she was hurt by her partner?"

"You want to know why I'm like this?" ask brother Darren.

"Fatimah is a good wife and mother. He's lacking what, brother?"

"hunters. Like organize. Not good at cooking. Rarely dressed. That's a trait I don't like about your best friend. Plus he can't give me a son."

"Astaghfirullah's. You know the science of religion, right? Marriage is not about likes and dislikes. More than that. Marriage is accepting each other's flaws. If it is a matter of the sex of the child, it is not the fault of Fatimah, but the absolute right of God. Brother should be grateful Fatimah could give birth to a daughter as beautiful as Anisa. Look out there, so many couples who have been married for a long time but never get a baby" I said.

"Have talks?" said Darren ketus. Apparently the long sentence that slid off my lips just went in on his right ear and out through his left ear.

"We'll just go, sir. No need to waste time serving this pompous woman," Widya said.

"Sok alim you said? You are a student, you should be smart and can think whether approaching a family man is the right action or not."

"We love each other. Then where's the wrong one?"

"Of course you're wrong. This man you approached already has a wife and children."

Widya turned her eyes to Darren's sister.

"Now Mr. Darren will divorce his wife. Isn't that right, sir?" 

Darren was silent again. He did not approve or deny Widya's words.

"Sister will definitely regret taking off a wife as good as Fatimah for the sake of a girl who has no self-esteem like her!" I pointed my index finger at Widya's face.

"Bad you!" Widya got out of her seat and tried to pull my hijab but I pushed her until she fell back on the front bench.

"sickness, Sir. Hu ...hu..hu…" 

Darren then hugged the spoiled girl and rubbed her back. What a sight that makes me sick.

"Just do what you want to do. May God forgive your sins."

I passed from before the two, then returned to the sewing tool shop.

******

Arriving at home.

"It seems you're really upset. Is the shop closed?" ask mother.

"Or because of Fabian's divorce papers?"

I shook my head.

"No, Ma. I'm just glad Fabian didn't hang up my status."

"Want to?"

"So I met Darren's brother."

"Why else with your brother would it upset you like this?"

"I caught Darren walking alone with another woman."

"God! Didn't you see wrong?"

"No, Ma. I even had a long chat with them."

"Do you know that woman?" ask mom again.

"I know exactly who that girl is. I know him too."

"Who, Son?"

"Wally."

"Huh?! You mean Widya's son Yoga?"

"Only one Widya name we know 'doesn't it?"

"How did Darren get in touch with Widya?"

"Widya is one of the students at the campus where Darren teaches."

"His husband was right in Fatimah's assumption that your sister played girls out there" said the mother.

"Are there no more faithful men in this world? After me, it's my best friend's turn to betray her partner."

"There must be a reason why Darren cheated on Fatimah."

"Whatever the reason, cheating is not a shortcut and is not justified. Moreover, the reason Darren cheated because he considered Fatimah unattractive anymore, likes to organize, and because she gave birth to girls. While Darren's sister wants boys so badly."

"That's why I take care of myself. I don't want to get married again, Yoga turned to other women for not seeing me attractive in her eyes."

"It's not just about appearance. I hope you can take good care of the relationship between Mom and Mr. Prayoga and never double up again" I said.

"Mommy's been playing games with men. I promise Yoga will be the last man of my life" she said.

"Thank God, if you think so."

"Mom realized, what we sow, that's what we will reap," said the mother. I responded with a smile. I hope you really prove your point. Everyone may have made mistakes. But most importantly they are willing to improve and will not repeat their mistakes.

Suddenly we were struck by someone knocking on our door, more precisely banging on it. I rushed to open the door too. Looks like a middle-aged woman I don't know at all.

"Excuse me, whose mother, and what's the need to come here?"

"Where's Sabrina?"

"My mother is inside. What do you need?"

"My name is Helena. I am Prayoga's future wife."

"Mom must be kidding. A few days ago Pak Yoga just proposed to mom. They even plan to get married later this month" I said.

"i'm serious. I'm Prayoga's future wife and she promised to marry me as soon as possible."

"I know Mr. Prayoga well. He was so kind and attentive to my mother. There's no way he could do that."

"If you don't believe me, come with me, we'll meet Prayoga. We prove I'm telling the truth or just bullshit!"

Who exactly is this woman? Is it true what he said? Is Mr Prayoga just toying with mom?

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