My madam, my poison

Green light?

"Sorry, who is this mom?" ask mbok Marni.

"It's me mbok, Azzura."

"Azzura who is it?"

"Try Mbok remember. There used to be a woman and a little boy who had been helped by Keenan because he fainted."

Mbok Marni then looked at my face. After a while, he finally remembered me.

"Oh yes. I remember now. Masayallah. I didn't think God would bring us back. Sorry I forgot. Understand it, factor u."

I smiled in response to that remark.

"Zura's appearance is now also different. That's what makes me pangling."

"What's different, Mbok? My appearance is still as it used to be."

"Mak Zura is prettier."

"Oh, so this is the Azzura my husband and my two children mean? You're so nice. It's worth one of my boys falling for you."

"Deg! The deg! Deg!" Suddenly my heart was beating. I did not expect at all if the woman I helped was the biological mother of two brothers Keenan and Gibran.

"Oh yeah. How do you feel about Gibran?" ask Anita ma'am.

Uh! Why did he have to ask me this difficult question?

"Ehm, I-I .. ask for a moment to think, Mom. I once failed at my household. That's why I need to be more careful about choosing a partner. No one wants to fall in the same hole."

Ms. Anita commented a smile.

"Whatever it is, I thank you. Thanks to you, Gibran changed a lot. He who used to be unruly, rigid, and indifferent to family, is now a better person. I can also see his determination to make you his life companion. Indeed, he used to like to be friends with girls who are not good. But I'm sure now it's just you his closest friend."

"Azzura's mother is kind and sincere. I'm very happy that Mbak can be Gibran's companion." Mbok Marni chimed.

"For now I cannot give you an answer."

"I understand how you feel. If you are a match, I am sure God will unite you."

"Aamiin," said mbok Marni.

"Why is Mbok agreeing with my words?"

"Do we not have a good word, because it is a do'a."

"Totally so."

"Oh yeah, what did the doctor say? Madam's fine, isn't she?" Suddenly, Marni diverts the conversation.

"The doctor said he should go to rum- …"

"It's okay Mbok" cut Bu Anita.

"I'm doing fine. I got a stomachache because my stomach acid was rising. After taking the medicine must be cured," he added.

"Thank God you're okay."

Why did Anita have to lie to Marni? Did he do it so he wouldn't worry her?

Our conversation came to a halt when suddenly my phone rang. I rushed to get the flat device out of my bag. Apparently my customer called.

[Hello, Assalamu'alaikum, Ma'am]

[Waalaikum. Sorry, Ms. Zura. Why has my order not arrived yet? Didn't I say, today at nine in the morning the order has to arrive at the store]

[I'm sorry before. I'm on my way to Mom's shop. But there's a little trouble on the way. Mother's order will arrive within the next hour]

[That's it. I think my order is not ready yet]

[Alhamdulillah, your order is ready. Sorry for the delay]

[It's okay, I understand. We never know what we're going to face. Sometimes the problem comes suddenly]

[Thank you for understanding Mother. I will continue my journey]

[Yes already then. Thank ye. Assalamu'alaikum]

[Capitaly]

Call disconnected.

"I'm sorry. Because of helping me, you get customer complaints" said Anita.

"It's okay, Mom. God willing, everything is safe to control. My customers are thankful for kindness and understanding."

"I would feel guilty if the customer canceled the order because it was too late."

"Thank God my customers are not that type. I'm sorry I couldn't get Mom home."

"It's okay, I can take a taxi. Thanks again. May God repay your kindness."

"Aamiinu. Assalamu'alaikum." The hands of the two women then alternately kissed the back of his hand. I don't know why the warmth suddenly spread when Anita's mother touched the top of my head.

"Be careful, future daughter-in-law," Marni's sudden tease made me misbehave. This is just Marni, what if Anita's mom says that?

"Be careful, kid. I hope you can give the answer that my son expects" said Ms. Anita.

I left the clinic and continued on to my customer's shop.

"Duh .. who just met the prospective in-laws. Surely his heart is now blooming," teased Mr. Amin.

"Sir Amin's. Must have been Mr Amin nguping, huh?"

"Not eavesdropping Mom. The door to the treatment room wasn't closed. So I can hear your chat." Mr. Amin chuckled. "Have, don't think too late. Just accept Gibran," he added.

"I still need time to think, sir. I don't know who Gibran is yet. Suddenly, he told me his feelings and asked me to get married. I don't want to fail a second time."

"Truely so is Mom. But don't slow down either. Later the Gibran was taken by people." Again, Mr. Amin chuckled.

"It could be a little faster, sir. I don't want my customers to wait any longer."

Mr. Amin also increased the speed of my car.

"Once again I'm sorry for the delay in Mom's order" I said on my subscription.

"It's okay, ma'am. I Understand. The price and quality of this Bu Azzura product can compete with other places. That's what makes me reluctant to turn my heart."

"Mom could have. Okay, then excuse me. Thank you for your trust in LYRA CONVEKSI."

"Together, Mom."

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalight."

"We're going straight home, ma'am?" ask Mr. Amin.

I glanced at the circular watch on my wrist. Half past ten in the morning.

"Yes, Sir. We'll go straight home, get Lyra."

"Good, Mom."

Arriving at Lyra's school.

I deliberately asked Mr. Amin to park his car a little bit away from Lyra's school. Not what, not all guardians at the school have a car. I just don't want them to think I'm showing off. Take the school close by and have to use the car.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mothers," I said to the guardian of the disciple who was at the place where he was prepared to wait.

"Waalaikumsalam, uh Bu Zura. Tumben Bu Zura came to pick up Lyra."

"Yes, Mom. I happen to have some free time."

"Bu Zura this is getting more and more successful huh. Surely his convection later could be a textile company," said one mother.

"Aamiin, O God. Thanks for the do'a, Mom. May it bring good to Mother.

The long bell of the school sign ends. Shortly after, the students left the class. Seeing my presence at school certainly made my daughter's face look radiant.

"Mother .." he said as he ran towards me.

"How was school today, honey?"

I haven't answered my question yet. Suddenly I found shit in my daughter's uniform. Looks like a former piece of gum. I intended to clean the dirt from his clothes but it turned out that it was stuck quite firmly on the cloth.

"Ha ha ha! Rasayn! His clothes got gum!" ledek a male student.

"Is this what you did, honey?"

"Racaine! He's this noisy! So I'm jahilin. Ha ha ha!"

Astarghfirullahaldzim aposchich. Who's this bad boy? And where are her parents?

"Now apologize to my daughter" I said.

"No!" he shouts while pushing Lyra's body. If I hadn't stood next to her, my daughter would have fallen.

"That kid's called Alden, Mom. New students but the naughty is not playing," said one mother.

I was getting irritated when the boy stuck his tongue out at me before he got into a car. I accelerated my way to the car.

"Excuse me, can you come down for a second?" I said to a woman sitting next to the steering wheel.

"You who? I'm busy!"

"Mother's son has done naughty things to my daughter. I just want him to apologize" I said.

"I don't have much time! Come, Sir. We're walking now."

The car passed from before me.

Waitaminute! I think I've seen that woman. But where is it?

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