My madam, my poison

Sorry, Ma

By late afternoon I arrived back at my boarding house that I had been staying at for more than six months. Thank God, from the results of my diligence in sewing, I never once had trouble paying rent for a boarding room. Now I'm focused on putting money aside to buy land and build a house.

"Assalamu'alaikum" I said as I stepped into the living room.

"I bought a ramjak for Mom."

There is no lawfulness. I thought mom was sleeping in her room.

Suddenly a distinctive voice came from inside my stomach. Uh! I just remembered that I haven't had lunch. After putting Lyra to sleep in the room, I went to the dining table. The food covered with the hood is still intact. I remember very well, before saying goodbye to mother, I cooked a long bean stir fry and fried two eggs and then I divided the two parts.

"We had lunch together, Mom," I said.

Still no response.

I finally decided to go to my mother's room, which was not far from the dining room.

"Mom, .. Did Mom sleep?" I turned the doorknob and pushed it.

I could hardly believe what I saw in front of my eyes. So many used blisters splattered on the floor. 

"Astaghfirullahaldzim says. Mama!" 

I forcibly snatched the blister that was still in mom's hand and threw it in the trash. I tried to swallow dozens of cotra*epsi pills. Moreover, the goal if not to kill the fetus that is now growing in his womb.

"Let this fetus die! He has no father! His father is dead! Ha ha ha!"

"Istighfar, Mom. I know exactly how Mom feels now. But what you're doing is wrong. This will not solve the problem at all. It will create new problems" I said.

"Irwan is dead. Prayoga is dead. Let my baby follow them to heaven. Hu ... hu ..hu …"

I grabbed the body of the woman who had given me birth into this world and let it sob on my shoulder.

"What should you do, son?" ogre.

"The baby is completely innocent. He deserves to live."

"Mother's ashamed to have a child without a husband."

"Mom don't think about what people are saying out there. I will always accompany you under any circumstances. If anyone insults Mom, I'll be the first person to put up for Mom" I said.

Since that day I have often found my mother trying to abort her womb. Starting from drinking floor cleaning fluid, uterus cleaning herbs, to abortion pills. Thank God, I always managed to thwart his actions. That afternoon I was so panicked because of the attempted suicide of my mother who for the next time, asked Brother Darren to come to my boarding house.

"The more days Mother's condition becomes more concerning. It seems like mother needs to get special handling," he said.

"What does it mean that your sister should be admitted to a mental hospital?" my many.

My brother nodded his head.

"You can't keep an eye on mom for 24 hours. Moreover, you have to take care of Lyra, not to mention your sewing job."

"But, Sister, …"

That morning with tears in my eyes I drove my mother to the asylum. Don't ask how this feeling is broken. Although heavy, this is the only way for the safety of the mother and baby who are now growing in her womb.

"Mom Sabrina, where are you going, Ma'am? How about getting picked up by a mental hospital car?" rahma asked when I just came out of my room.

"I've had many times my mother attempted suicide. I'm afraid that if I let my guard down, mom really lost her life" I replied.

"Maybe this is what is called karma. In the past, when Salma experienced a great shock because of the loss of her husband and child, Sabrina often insulted her," Rahma said.

"On behalf of my mother I'm sorry. Maybe this is the fate that God has outlined for him. I hope you don't hold a grudge against mom" I said.

"God has rebuked Sabrina. I have absolutely no right to judge him."

"Oh yeah, how is Salma now?"

"Salma's movement has stabilized. Doctors say it's very likely that Salma could make a full recovery."

"Thank God, I'm glad to hear that. Hopefully soon Salma will come out of that place and you can regroup."

"Aamiinu. Lyra let me be the same, Ma'am. That place is also not good for a toddler like that."

"Are you not at work?"

"I'm off today."

"Yes, I picked Lyra, yeah. Later a bit of a pity give him a biscuit. I put it in a jar that I put in the kitchen cupboard" I explained. Rahma nodded in understanding.

Arriving at the mental hospital.

"I'm not crazy*. Why are you taking me to this place?" mother protest.

"Mother has attempted suicide many times. We were afraid something might happen to Mom" Darren said.

"I'm not gil*! You're ruthless! Ha ha ha."

"Come, Mom. Come with me" said one female officer, holding her hand.

"You're gonna take me to meet Yoga and Irwan, right?" ask mother. The officer nodded his head, smiling.

"My son has no father. Irwan is dead. Ahaha!"

I could only stand looking at my mother's back and the officer moved away from me. I'm sorry, Mom. It's not that I don't want to be filial, but this is all I think is best for me right now. I did all this because I love you.

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