My madam, my poison

Am I the dream wife?

The night begins to come. I heard the roar of the car from the direction of Mr. Hasan's yard. Looks like Pure ma'am went to see mom to the hospital. I rushed to take two bushels that had been filled with Fabian's favorite food, namely rice and capcay along with the peanut sauce. I intend to leave it to Murni.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Pure Ma'am."

"Vaalaikumsalam. What's up Zura?"

"Sorry, are you going to the hospital to see my mom?" my many.

"Yes, Ma'am. It just so happened that my husband's coworker was also being treated there. So you can all go see."

"I ask you to leave this food for Fabian mas, please" I said as I thrust the bushel to Murni ma'am.

"Well, Ms. Zura is very attentive with her husband. Truly a dream wife."

Dream wife? Is it true what Pure Ma'am said? If I was a dream wife, how could Fabian want to marry again?

I responded to Murni's words with a knotty smile on the lips.

"Is there anything else you want to leave?"

"Nothing, Mom. That's it, thank you."

"Either. Let's Zura, deck Lyra."

Pure Ma'am passed from before me, he then entered his car which had been heated for a while.

"Come, Ma'am. Assalamu'alaikum" said Mr. Hasan who first sat on the steering wheel.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Be careful, sir, ma'am," I said. The silver colored car left the yard.

******

Next morning.

As usual, after I finished cooking, I cleaned the house. It just so happened that Lyra wasn't awake yet, so I washed the dirty clothes and hung them in the yard.

"Good morning, Ms. Zura," said Ms. Pure. He was also hanging his clothes.

Ms. Murni and Mr. Hasan are a married couple. They are from the city of J and have only lived in this housing for three months. They moved because Mr. Hasan was transferred from his job to teach at one of the high schools in the city. I am grateful to have neighbors like them. Besides being good, they also can't help guard Lyra while I'm in trouble.

"Good morning, Mom."

"Lyra's not awake yet? Usually this hour has been bathing and sunbathing."

"No, Ma. Waking up for a while, nursing, then sleeping again."

"Ehm, Ms. Zura, …"

"What's up, Mom?" 

I paused for a moment from my work sunning, then I looked at Murni's face. He's probably a few years above me. However, his smiley nature made his age look several years younger than his actual age.

"Sorry, Ma'am. I'd like to ask. Um.. um…"

"What do you want to ask?"

I caught a sense of hesitation when Pure Ma was about to start his speech. But that is what makes me even more curious.

"No, Ma. Mas Fabian's only child. He has no brother or sister. What's the matter, Mom?"

"Yesterday the night when my husband and I visited Kinanti's mother in the hospital, in the treatment room I saw Fabian was with a woman."

"Women?"

"Yes, Ma'am. When I asked, the woman was named Melly, and Fabian said that Melly was her little sister. But…"

"But why, Mom?" 

Pure Ma'am is getting curious about me.

"From their body language I can't believe they're brothers. When we walked into the room I saw them sorry, hugging."

The sentence that just slid from Pure Ma'am's mouth certainly made my heart beat faster than before.

"I'm sorry, what does Pure Mom mean?"

Although not because it feels like I try to be calm in front of him.

"When my husband and I walked into the treatment room in Kinanti, I saw Fabian and she was hugging. It's impossible for brother sister to embrace that."

Once again Pure's mother's speech sounded so slapped me. I don't want to disgrace my husband. I'm trying to keep Fabian's good name in front of everyone.

"Hmm, I just remembered. Fabian has a female cousin."

Forgive me, Lord. I had to lie again for Fabian's sake.

"Oh, so so."

"Yes, Mom."

"I also believe Fabian was a good and loyal man. His wife is beautiful and beautiful. His daughter is funny too. Fabian couldn't have done anything."

Although heavy, I tried to smile.

"Astaghfiullah!"

"What's up, Mom?" my many.

"I forgot to boil water. Excuse me first." Bu Murni who had finished drying the rice then lifted his basket of clothes and accelerated his steps into his house.

What else was Fabian hiding from me? Who's Melly? Are Melly and Mila the same person?

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