My madam, my poison

At the lowest point

That morning I just came out of the sewing shop. There are some items that I have to buy because the stock is starting to thin. Suddenly I remembered that Lyra's shampoo and soap were running out. Finally I stopped by the supermarket which was only a few meters away from the sewing tool shop.

After choosing the items I need, I also queue at the cashier. Moments later I heard a baby crying from the supermarket. The man holding her looks overwhelmed winning the baby in his cradle. Some pitying shop-goers tried to calm the baby down by holding him but their efforts were fruitless. His cries sounded louder and louder, forcing the security guard at the entrance of the supermarket to drive him away.

"Sorry, Sir. Your baby's cry is quite disturbing the comfort of visitors in this supermarket. They may be canceled to enter this supermarket because they hear the cry of the baby father."

"You think I came here to mess around? I intend to buy diapers and baby milk for this baby" said the man.

"Yes, just give the baby to the baby, later you just come back here."

"The mother doesn't exist."

"Where is your mother going?"

"The mother's gone."

The baby cry sounded louder and louder, forcing me to rush out of the supermarket.

"Sorry, is your baby sick?" my many.

The man turned to look at me. I was surprised when I looked at the man's face.

"Fabian?"

"Zura?"

"Why Rayyan?" my many.

"Eitherway. She was crying from earlier. I don't know what he wants."

I spread my eyes around the place. Strange, where's Fabian's car? And where is Mila? Why is Fabian alone?

"Maybe he's thirsty."

"She just had a full bottle of formula."

"What?! Formula milk? Why didn't Mila give him ASI?"

"Mila's not home."

I frowned at me.

"What do you mean?" my many.

Rayyan's cry broke again. 

"Let me try to carry her. Lyra same old dad yeah, honey."

I gave Lyra to Fabian and took Rayyan from my ex-husband's arms. In just a few minutes the baby boy was asleep in my arms. 

"Rayyan is just sleepy" I said. Oh yeah, what do you mean you said Mila wasn't home? Where's she going?" tanyaku later.

"Maybe we can talk there."

"Mila was arrested this morning." Fabian started the conversation.

"Astaghfirullahaldzim!" I closed my mouth with one of my hands. The Mila I know does have a bad temper. However, I find it hard to believe what I just heard. Especially until they get caught by the police.

"Why was Mila caught by the police? What has he done?" my many.

Fabian breathed a heavy sigh. I'm sure what he's about to say isn't pleasant news.

"It all started last night when suddenly a man who claimed to be an old friend of mine came to our house. We haven't had a long conversation until I don't remember anything after that. Me and Mila just regained consciousness after Dini who came home from the pharmacy patted our backs. Apparently the man was a robber who used gendam mode. He took an ATM card, filled in the safe, and my car" he said.

"wait. You're the victims of the robbery, aren't you? Why was Mila arrested by the police?"

"The story doesn't stop there. The irritable and offended Mila considers security careless for letting foreigners into our housing complex. He also approached the security post. At that place he argued with one of the residents until there was a quarrel. Security named Freddy was also trying to divorce their quarrel. But Mila actually pushed him to fall after his head hit the wall of the security post. After falling into a coma last night, Freddy was declared dead."

"Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi raji. Freddie. I still remember the name of that friendly and witty security. He was the one who showed me Fabian's house the first time I went to that house. He even called me by the name of Solehah's mother before I left the estate. No one knows where his age is. Freddy, that housing security died while making a living. May Allah place him on His most beautiful side. Amyn.

Suddenly my eyes were on the baby clothes bag he was carrying.

"Where are you taking Rayyan?" my many.

"Eitherway. I've lost everything. It feels unable to pay the salary of a babysitter. Maybe I'll send Rayyan to the orphanage."

"Gil* you! How could you possibly think of sending your biological children to an orphanage?"

"My mind is completely dead-end. I don't know what else to do. You know that, right? How mom is. There's no way I'm asking him to take care of Rayyan. While Dini also objected to having to take care of both."

Really, it's very confusing. On the one hand I'm not up to heart if Fabian actually sends Rayyan to the orphanage. Even I myself still have to take care of Lyra. Not to mention my sewing job. Can I take care of two babies at once?

I don't know why I suddenly remembered someone's name.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you right now. But I think I have a way out of this."

"Who can help me?" ask Fabian.

"I'll take you to meet someone. I hope he can help."

Despite the confusion, Fabian nodded in agreement. We took a taxi that would take us to that address.

"Why did you bring me here?" fabian asked shortly after we got off the taxi. I responded to the question with a smile on my lips.

"Assalamu'alaikum" I said to the occupants of the house from the door.

Not long ago a middle-aged woman appeared to come out from inside the house. Of course he was surprised to see us coming.

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