My madam, my poison

Is this the wrong love?

The scene between a student lecturer was of course a free spectacle for several pairs of eyes that were in the place. Almost all point their cell phone cameras at them with the aim of recording or just taking pictures.

"Gil* you Widya!" Darren tries to take off Widya's tightly coiled hands on her waist but the girl is reluctant to take them off. While the students who had been spectators were not stopping to take pictures or videos of them.

"Sir Darren! What you're doing is totally inappropriate!" shouted someone who had suddenly appeared before him.

"Pak Bima .. I can explain. It's not what you see." Darren pushes Widya's body away from him.

"It's all clear, sir. Someone even sent an indecent photo of you with this girl to my phone. You can't deny it anymore."

"Astaghfirullahaldzim says. You heard my explanation first. By the time I arrived at this college, this girl was already in the parking lot. This girl was bothering me. Even the dean at the NY campus dismissed me for misunderstanding when this girl tried to tease me while I was in the lecture hall."

"We've been in a relationship for a long time, sir. And we love each other." Widya.

"Sorry, Mr. Darren. I am very sorry that I have to remove my father from this campus. There is no tolerance for lecturers or students who take action as*sila in this campus environment."

"I beg you to reconsider your decision. This job is my only source of livelihood."

"What I did for the good of college, and for the good of all of us. I do not want the good name of this campus damaged just because of the unethical behavior of the lecturers on the campus itself," said Pak Bima as the highest authority holder on the campus.

Darren could only shut up. As a lecturer, he did not have enough courage to bid for the decision.

"I'll excuse you. Your dismissal letter will officially be sent by the campus to your home address within 1x24 hours. Good morning." Good morning." Pak Bima also left the parking area.

"You are satisfied now! I've really become unemployed!" exclaim Darren to Widya shortly after Pak Bima passed.

"Don't I say, you don't have to worry about work. My late father left me a lot of effort. After marrying me, you are free to choose which business you want to manage."

"You don't dream. I will never marry a girl like you!" darren.

"You know, I'm an ambitious type of person. I will do anything to make my wish come true."

"I know now. You must be the one who sent these unusual things to my house."

"My guess is right."

"You have completely lost your mind!"

"It's not just a loss of sense, sir. You've made me gil*!"

"Whatever!" 

Darren passed from the front of Widya and then re-entered his car.

"Sir Darren! Wait, Sir!" Widya banged on Darren's window but the man did not touch her in the least. He drove his car and left the place.

****

Darren entered his house with shaky steps. Of course the incident he had just experienced made him so devastated. In addition to losing his job, he must also be ready to be humiliated with photos or videos that began to circulate widely on social media that is certainly detrimental to him.

"When did you come home and say hello?" fatimah asked as she passed by the living room.

"Ehm I'm-I'm, …"

"Mas was dismissed from campus, right?"

"How did you know? I haven't even said anything."

Fatimah smiled.

"I already know everything from photos and videos circulating on social media."

"Ssst. You don't have to explain anything anymore. From the look of Mas's eyes alone I already knew that Mas did not lie at all. I believe this is Widya who is crazy about Mas."

"Alhamdulillah, if you believe me. But, Dik. Now I am an unemployed. The campus has dismissed me as a teacher there."

Once again Fatimah smiled.

"Lantas, do you think I'm scared? Worrying? Getting angry? Not at all. I believe God is fair. Although Mas can no longer teach on that campus, I am sure God will provide a path of sustenance from another direction even from a path we did not expect."

"Goddessa. Thank you, Deck. You are so understanding. I'm really lucky to have a wife like you." Suddenly Darren's eyes glazed over.

"Had to support each other and strengthen each other."

"You don't have to be afraid. True to our guesses, Widya was the one who sent the objects to our house this morning," said Darren.

"May Allah open the door of his heart" said Fatimah.

"Oh yeah. What if we go see Mom now?" Darren switched the conversation.

"Good, Mas. I'll change my clothes first."

After preparing, the two left the house.

*****

After almost three months since the accident, the memory of the events in Silvia's time slowly reappeared. Not just the time of the accident. He also recalled all the events that took place in the hotel where the seminar was held and the events in the hotel room between himself and Fabian. Silvia was thinking of ensnaring Fabian with the incident.

"Tumben at noon like this Mom met me at the office" Fabian said as Silvia entered her room.

"There's something important I have to say." 

"About what, Mom? Is there any duty out of town again?"

"No. It has nothing to do with work."

"Want to?"

"I've remembered everything including the incident in that hotel room. I hold you accountable for what you've done" Silvia said, leaving Fabian stunned.

"A-what-what, Mom? In charge?"

"True, you must marry me."

What answer would Fabian give Silvia? Will he grant her a request to marry him while Karmila is still behind bars? 

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