My madam, my poison

What does that dream mean?

Keenan was aghast when suddenly someone knocked on the door of his room. He certainly memorized that voice.

"ah! I almost saw the woman's face, "sullied.

"Breakfast is ready, son. Dad and mom are waiting downstairs" said the mother from outside the door.

"Yes, Mom."

Keenan got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Really, last night's dream really bothered his mind. Who is that man, and who is that woman? So what does that man's message mean?

He kept thinking hard under the shower and just turned off the shower faucet when he started shivering. He realized that he had taken a cold shower.

"How do you plan on opening a clothing store, son?" ask Gibran between breakfast.

"I've met the owner of the convection that will later become my business partner."

"Can I know which convection you're working with?"

"Lyra Connections. Mr. Willy recommended it for me."

"If it was Mr. Willy who recommended it, I'm sure the convection would be good."

"Yes, and I know who the owner is."

"Who is the owner?"

"Azzura."

"wait. The name is not foreign. Is he the Azzura you two used to help?"

"Yes, Dad. We found him unconscious in front of the clinic and then we took him to this house."

"It was also great that the woman."

"She is a tough and hardworking woman. That's what made me fall for her."

Whether realized or not, the kaloanat just slid from Gibran's mouth to make both parents astonished.

"Oh, so you're in a relationship with Zura?" ask the father.

"Huh? What's?"

"You said you fell in love with that woman. You've forgotten a few seconds."

"Ehm .. actually-actually .. I like Azzura. I even expressed my intention to marry her. Dad and Mom agreed, wouldn't I marry Zura?"

"You're an adult. I'm sure you know the best option."

"Who are you talking about Zura?" ask the mother.

"Oh, sorry. When Zura was staying at this house, she was still in the holding cell."

"Where's the girl's house?"

"Azzurra's a widow, ma'am. She also has a daughter."

"Uhuk! Uhuk!"

Apparently the answer that had just been thrown from Gibran's mouth made the mother shocked until she choked on the food that had just passed through her throat.

"No! I don't agree you're marrying a widow."

"What's wrong with the status of a widow? There were already so many girls I approached, but in the end I realized they weren't really sincere. They just used me. Even Luna who was once so loved was also a breng*ek girl. He was in a relationship with one of our band members.

"There are still a lot of girls out there. Why should the widow you choose?"

"Easy, Mom. No need to worry about status. A girl or a widow is the same. Most importantly, she is a good woman, loyal, and can take care of her husband" said the father.

"Yes, Mom. I have known Azzurra for a long time. He used to sew my wedding dress with the late Asha." Keenan.

"Mom was curious. What is this woman's face. Why did you three compactly say she was a great woman."

"If you're curious, I don't mind introducing you to Zura. All I'm taking you to see her convection."

"May, you just set the time."

"What about you, Ken?"

"What's how?"

"After your future wife's death, it seems you've never been close to any woman."

"Keenan has not been able to move on from Asha, Mom," said Gibran half-literate.

"Life must go on, son. Don't let Asha's departure make the door of your heart closed to other women" said the mother.

"I've tried to forget Asha. However, this is not easy" Keenan said.

"You just need time. Someday you will find a replacement for Asha" said the father.

"Geez!" the sudden exclamation of Gibran made the three pairs of eyes on the dining table turn towards him.

"Why, Son?"

"I forgot today there was an appointment to meet a client."

Gibran, who was still in his pajama suit, quickly got out of his seat and left the dining table.

"From the time your son hasn't changed. He is still forgetful" said the father.

"Although a little careless and forgetful, I'm happy with Gibran's change now."

"Mom knows, Azzura is the one who is able to make him change into a better person" said Keenan.

"It turns out true, love can change a person's person for the better," said the father.

"Mbok .. Mbok," called Anita to the housekeeper.

Mbok Marni, who was cleaning the room, rushed to leave her job and headed to the dining room.

"Yes, Madam."

"Today to market?"

"Yes, Madam. After cleaning the kitchen. Why why anyway? Madam wants to get something?"

"No. I heard there's a new ornamental flower shop near the market. I want to see it."

"Good, Mistress. Later after my work is done, I accompany Madam."

"Mom can go to the flower shop and I go to the office" said Keenan, who had finished his breakfast.

"It's okay, son. Sometimes you also want to know what it's like to take public transportation."

"You should know. Public transport is much different from taxis. There is no AC. Sometimes the passengers are full. And one more thing, do not wear excessive jewelry because it can provoke crime" explained Yudha.

"Yes, Honey. I understand" said Anita.

"Yes, I'm leaving first." Yudha moved from her seat. After peeping Anita's forehead, she left the room.

Not long after Gibran came out of his room. He was seen carrying a suitcase and his car keys. However, he was astonished because his mother and younger brother laughed gigglingly.

"What's this for?" tanyakanya.

"It looks like you do need a wife to take care of you" Keenan said, holding back a laugh.

"God. What are you guys laughing about? Is there something wrong with how I looked this morning?"

Gibran observed his own appearance from the part of the shirt he wore to his shoes. Waitaminute! Looks like there's less. He could not hide his embarrassment when he realized he had not worn his trousers.

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