My madam, my poison

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"Sorry, Mbok. If I can tell, what are the characteristics of the woman with my husband?" manya curious.

"His skin is white and his hair is slightly red. He was wearing a yellow shirt" replied Darmi.

Not wrong again, the woman referred to mbok Darmi must be Karmila.

"Mbok Darmi delivered Fabian using a car, right?" ask again.

"No, Ma'am. I took public transport. Nak Bian has given the cost of massage as well as transportation costs for me."

Now it's clear. Mbok Darmi was late to come to this house because Fabian preferred to deliver Mila and let Mbok Darmi take public transportation. Tega you, Mas.

"So who's that woman, Ma'am?" ask mbok Darmi. He seemed to be very curious about Mila.

"He-he's my sister, Mbok," I replied.

At the moment I do feel annoyed at Fabian mas. But I don't want to expose my husband's disgrace to anyone. Is not the wife the husband's dress? Vice versa.

"Let's come with me, Mbok."

I closed the front door and then took Darmi mbok into the guest room.

"Mother Kinanti why?" ask mbok Darmi. 

"My mother fell down and complained of pain in her back" I explained.

Slowly, Darmi's hands began to touch the mother's back. But he said something so surprising.

"Sorry, Mom. I can't massage Kinanti's mother."

"Who? Why, Mbok?"

"After I checked his spine, I think he broke his spine. I don't want to take any chances because my skills are not in getting broken bones" he explained.

"Astaghfiullah!" myrag.

"Maybe it's better for Ms. Zura to take her mother to the hospital. This I return."

Mbok Darmi took two hundred thousand pieces of money from the folds of his rag and gave them to me.

"What is this, Mbok?" 

"The money is from son Fabian. I return it again because I canceled the massage."

"It's okay, Mum. Just take the money. Consider it a windfall for the Mbok family."

"But, Ma'am, …"

"Take it, it's Mbok's windfall."

I put the money in his right hand.

"Satur nuwun*, Ms. Azzura. May your family always be happy and be reduced by the fortune."

*Thank you in java

Be happy? Will my family be okay after today?

"I'll excuse you, Ma'am. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam salam. Careful, Mbok."

Mbok Darmi left the guest room. I also drove him to the terrace.

"Mom should be taken to the doctor immediately" I said. Suddenly she took my hand and looked me in the eye. He shook his head which I believed was a signal that he would prevent me from taking him to the hospital.

"It's okay, Mom. I want you to get well soon."

My face turned frantic when suddenly mother held her back. He looks so in pain.

"Mom's back is sick again?" my many.

He nodded his head.

I can't delay any more. I need to be taken to the hospital now.

I walked out of the guest room and stepped into my room. I'll grab my phone and call Fabian's number. A connecting tone was heard, but he ignored my call. I kept trying to reach him until suddenly my phone died. Lately my phone has been dead suddenly. I think my phone's starting to break. I haven't thought about buying a new phone. There are still many more important needs than buying a device.

I rushed to connect the charger to my phone socket. I waited a while for my phone to turn back on. I tried calling my husband's number again. Thank God, this time he answered my call.

[Assalamu'alaikum, Mom. Mother.mother. We need to get him to the hospital immediately]

Clik. Call disconnected.

Astarghfirullah's. Is your job more important than your mom's, Mom?

Suddenly I heard Lyra crying. I think I left him too long ago. I rushed to get the cloth and carried it.

I need to get help so that mom can be taken to the hospital.

I stepped out of my house. The first house I went to was the house of Mr. Hasan which was only a few steps away from my house.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mr. Hasan," I said from the door that was wide open.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Uh, Ms. Zura. What's up, Ma'am?" It seems so confused."

The middle-aged woman was named Pure Ma'am. She is the wife of Mr. Hasan.

"I-I want to ask for help, Mom."

"What do you ask me for, Ma'am?"

"Is Mr. Hasan still home, ma'am? My mother had to be taken to the hospital immediately. Of pain," I explained.

"Unfortunately, the father just ten minutes ago left to teach," said Mrs Murni who suddenly made me more confused. As far as I know in this housing complex there are only a few people who have cars. One of them is Hasan.

"Try Mbak Zura to Mr. Burhan's house only. I hope he's home. Here Lyra let me be with me first."

"Sorry, troublesome."

"No, no, Ma'am. I happen to have finished cooking and cleaning up" said Ms. Murni while taking over Lyra from my sling.

"I'll take Lyra, ma'am."

I left that place and rushed towards Mr. Burhan's house which was quite respected in my neighborhood.

I breathed a sigh of relief because I saw him cleaning the car in his yard.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mr. Burhan," I said.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Zura Mbak. What's going on this morning to my house?"

"Ehm. I-I want to ask for help. My mother was in pain. I have to get him to the hospital immediately. Satpap has tried to contact Bian's mas but he seems to be busy" I explained.

"So from yesterday Kinanti's mother has not been taken for treatment?" The man in the side shook his head in wonder.

"Mas Fabian wants mom to be massaged first. But, after the masseuse said if he did not dare to massage because the mother's spine was broken. Mother had fallen out of bed" I explained.

"Ehm, how is it? Today I have to go to my brother's wedding invitation." I saw Mr. Burhan's face was so confused.

"It's over, sir. Wash car?" ask a woman who suddenly appeared from inside the house. He is seen wearing a full robe with a matching colored hijab. Several large gold bracelets appeared to be coiled around his wrist.

"Eh, Ms. Zura," said the woman named Ms. Arum. I nodded politely.

"Mother leaving alone is okay?" ask Mr. Burhan.

"Lohs. Why, Sir?" Arum asked back.

"Sir Zura came here to ask your father for help. Kinanti's mother is ill and must be taken to the hospital immediately."

"So, you'd rather take Kinanti's mother than attend the niece's marriage contract?"

"It's not so, Mom. I asked for Mother's understanding. This is a security matter for Mrs Kinanti. Do not let anything bad happen because he was late to get help. After taking Kinanti's mother to the hospital, you will definitely follow her there," said Mr. Burhan.

"Where is Zura's husband?" ask Ms. Arum.

"My husband has gone to the office, Mom. I've been trying to reach him but Bian's mas is in a meeting."

"Are you sure Mas Zura is really in the office?" ask Arum.

"What do you mean by mother?" my many. Suddenly my heart was beating.

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