My madam, my poison

The POV Fatimah

That morning I was feeding my only way daughter, Anisa who only this week began to give ASI companion food. Suddenly someone knocked on the front door of my house.

"Who's visiting this early?" muttered.

I rushed to open the door. I saw in front of me a girl with shoulder hair. He was wearing a short shirt and torn jeans on his knee. When viewed from his face, his age might only be around his twenties. 

"I'm sorry, Whose mother, and what's the need?" my many.

"Is this really Mr. Darren's house?"

"Yes, Ma'am. I'm his wife, Fatimah."

"How could Darren, who always looks neat and fashionable, have an old-fashioned wife like you?"

"What do you mean by talking like that?"

"It's worth it Mr. Darren said he was bored with his wife. This is how it looks."

"Actually who are you? Guided to people's houses don't know manners."

"You want to know who I am? Just ask Mr. Darren."

"Mas .. Mas Darren," called me to my husband who was still preparing to go to teach.

Not long after the door of the room was open. Mas Darren is neat with a dark blue shirt and a bright blue tie. 

"Who's visiting? Wid-Wid-widy-id? You?"

"Now you know my name, right?"

Yes Rabb. Is this the Widya I suspect Darren's affair? How dare he come to my house.

"Sir Darren where have you been? Why haven't you been replying to my messages in the past few days?" 

"Why did you come here?"

"Of course I want to meet you. What's my fault? Why did you suddenly avoid me?"

"I-I, …"

"Widy. You better go home now."

"What?! You kicked me out? I came all the way here just to see you. Why am I being treated this way?" his protest.

From Widya, my view turned to Darren. Honestly, I was confused by what I saw and heard. Why is Darren so indifferent to Widya? 

"Our relationship is wrong and I want to end it" Darren said with a downcast face.

"No! I don't accept this treatment! After what I gave you, you want to just leave me?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt or play with your feelings. Now I realize, what happened to my mother was the result of my bad behavior all along."

Sentence after sentence that slid from Darren's mouth made a warm feeling suddenly burst into my chest cavity. Unbeknownst to me, a pair of neutrals began to condense. Apparently the incident that befell my mother-in-law was able to open the eyes of her heart.

"The father can't treat me at will. Where did you promise to marry me?"

"I'm sorry, I chose to fix my marriage and my wife's. I have a daughter and I'm not willing if she's hurt let alone betrayed."

"What did you do to Mr. Darren until he turned this way? You must have used the help of a smart man to get him back to you." Widya looked me in the eye. I can catch the deep hatred in her eyes.

"Astaghfirullahaldzim says. How could I have done that to my husband? If you want to ask who changed Darren? The answer is God. Allah is the One who turns over the hearts of men. Allah guides whomsoever He will."

"You guys just look. I will not let you be happy on top of my suffering!" threaten Widya's. He also left our house.

"Thank you, Mas" I said shortly after Widya passed.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you too much. I promised to fix our marriage. I also realized I shouldn't have to take issue with our child's gender."

I just let the clear circles flow and wet my cheeks. Thank you, my Lord, You show me the way for my servant husband who was lost and went back to your way.

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