My madam, my poison

Someone from the past

"Which woman do you mean?" 

"That's it. Just admit it. Mas didn't go to the office, but at Mila's house right? What exactly have you guys been, …"

"What are you talking about? Don't confuse me."

"I should be confused. Why the person answering the phone was a woman. Is that Mila?"

"You must have heard wrong. I only answered the phone from this hospital. Maybe you pressed the wrong number."

"My hearing is good. I can still tell which voice is male, which voice is female" I said.

"Did you not trust me anymore?" 

I was silent when Fabian suddenly looked me in the eye. Netra we also met. Is this just my feeling? Those eyes have changed now.

"I-i, …"

"How's mom doing?" ask Fabian.

"Mom has finished surgery. But, …"

"But what?"

"In addition to having a fracture, the mother also experienced a rupture of the brain membrane. Mom had a stroke," I said.

The mood was silent for a moment.

"If Mas hadn't been calling Darmi for too long, maybe you wouldn't have fallen out of bed."

"How did you fall? Didn't you really take care of mom?"

"Mas! Did you forget, we also have a Lyra that must always be monitored 24 hours. Mom fell while I was feeding Lyra in the room."

"So, you're guilty of me why did you fall?"

"How could I not blame you. Calling mbok Darmi just two hours more. I must've taken Mila to her house, right?"

"Mila again, Mila again. I told you Darmi's house is far away. And I went straight to the office after picking her up."

I looked into Fabian's eyes.

"Mas is changing now" I said.

"I never change. You're too possessive."

Suddenly I remembered Lyra. My water in that bottle must have run out. I know, my daughter's pretty strong suckling.

"I'll go home first, Mom. Fear Lyra fuss. Please take good care of me."

Fabian did not respond to my words. But I still have to go home. Lyra still needs me.

I have just passed from before Fabian. But the nausea came back to me. While I'm in the hospital, maybe I should check myself out.

I set my foot in a room with a special doctor inscribed with internal organ disease. I think the doctors in this section answered the question of what really happened to me.

I saw the waiting room in front of the room filled with patients. It'll take a long time if I come in line. And what about Lyra? Pure Ma'am would be overwhelmed to calm Lyra down as she fussed over thirst. I also had to abandon my intentions. I'll be back tomorrow.

I left that place. I don't know who's being less careful, I gasped in shock when I suddenly collided with a person who had just walked out of a room. Precisely poly content.

"Astaghfiullah! Sorry, Ma'am. I didn't intentionally," I said.

"It's okay, Ma'am. I'm sorry too."

I grabbed a picture book of a pregnant woman who fell on the floor and gave it to the woman. That's when the netra we sat.

"God, Zura?"

Who is this woman? How could he know my name?

Observe appearance. Despite being two-bodied, she still looks beautiful in her shar'i robe.

For whatever reason I don't recognize him.

"Zura.it's me. Vania."

Hold still. All my life, I've known only one name Vania. He was my friend when I worked at a nightclub. Long before I knew Fabian. The Vania I know is a girl who often dresses openly. He was also a prima donna at the nightclub venue. Is she Vania my old friend? Why has her appearance changed so drastically?

"You don't recognize me?" tanyakanya.

I shook my head.

"Goddessa. It's me Vania who used to work with you."

I can hardly believe what he said. Apparently Vania who is now standing in front of me is right my old friend.

"Oh God, Vania?" We hugged each other. Removing the longing after more than ten years of unpatient and meeting.

"How are you, Zura?" tanyakanya.

"Thank God, Van. I'm good news."

"Oh yeah, I've changed my name to Fatimah."

"What a beautiful name" I said.

"You're married, aren't you Ra?" ask Fatimah. 

"Alhamdulillah. I also have a child. Her name is Lyra, she's only two months old."

"Your appearance is now in Ra. Your husband must be a pious man who's good at religious science."

"Your appearance has also changed drastically. Sorry if I didn't recognize you" I said.

"It's okay. Thank God for meeting me with a man who led me back to His path."

"How many months is your gestational age?" tanyaku while gently rubbing Fatimah's stomach.

"Alhamdulillah is seven months old. Oh yeah, who's sick? And where's Lyra?" ask Fatimah.

"My mother-in-law. He just had a broken bone in his back. Lyra I put it on my neighbor. Now Fabian's taking care of mom" I explained.

Fatimah nodded in understanding.

"Sorry, I have to go home now. Afraid Lyra is fussy," I said.

"You record your cell phone number first" he said 

Fatimah while thrusting her phone at me. I also put my phone number on her contact list.

"We'll connect later through WA yeah, Ra."

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalight."

"Darling, did you check it?"

I looked towards that voice. Apparently Fatimah's husband had just returned from the toilet. I was surprised when I looked at the man's face.

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