My madam, my poison

Should I give up?

Next morning.

Fabian and I sat face to face at the dinner table. There was no sound but plates and spoons clashing against each other. 

"Today I will introduce you to Karmila, Dik" said Fabian breaking the silence.

That sentence sure sounds so painful to me. After our chat last night and I confirmed that if I didn't allow her to remarry, apparently Fabian didn't pay any heed to me. Will he marry Karmila without my consent?

"Promise you, I'll be fair to you." Fabian repeated his words last night.

I ventured to look at the man with those shady eyes.

"If Mas wants to stay married to Karmila, we better split up" I said in a trembling voice.

"Mas love you, Sister. Until you never let go." Suddenly the man who had given me a princess moved from his seat. He then took my body into his arms.

Fabian and I have been married for over ten years. I think Lyra's presence will make our marriage stronger. But what happened was just the opposite. Two months after I gave birth to my little angel, Fabian suddenly expressed his desire to marry again.

"Mas sorry, Sister. This might hurt you. But the mas must run the will of Karmila's husband" he said.

"I don't want a third person in our marriage" I said.

"If Mas still wants to get married, Lyra and I will leave this house" I threatened, even though I had no place to live other than this house.

"Where do you want to live? I know you have no place to live or family anymore."

"We can live anywhere. On the street maybe, or under the bridge even." There was a pain as the sentence slid from my lips.

Mas Fabian tightened his embrace. I know, she started crying.

"Don't do that, Dik," he said.

"Mas just have to choose. Me and Lyra or Karmila!" my firmness.

Suddenly Lyra's crying came from the direction of my room. I slowly pulled his hand from my body.

"Lyra got up" I said as I got out of my chair and took my foot to my room. Apparently Fabian followed me into the room.

"Assalamualaikum, my father's peace," he said to our little daughter.

Lyra chuckled as if to return the greeting of her biological father. 

"Let the mas bathe Lyra" said Fabian.

"It's past seven. Mas better prepare to leave for the office," I said while carrying the tiny body. 

"Today is on leave of work. Didn't you say you wanted to take Karmila to this house?" 

"So, would Mas still marry that woman?" I raised the volume of my voice from before.

Fabian nodded his head.

"alright. If that is the decision. Today too me and Lyra will leave this house." I carried Lyra's body and took her to the bathroom.

"Sin the law of a husband who leaves home without her husband's permission!" 

Again Fabian used reason to justify his actions.

"Which woman would be willing if her husband remarried?" 

I carried Lyra and walked towards the bathroom. After bathing her, I went back into the room to dress her.

"Let the mas wear his clothes." 

This time I let it go when Fabian dressed up for our little daughter. I rushed to get a large bag from the closet and moved some of Lyra's clothes and clothes into the bag.

"Where are you going, brother?" 

"I'd rather get out of this house than meet that woman."

"Mas won't let you go."

"Sorry, Mas. This time I have to argue with you." 

I closed the zipper of the bag that now had filled my clothes and Lyra's clothes and prepared to carry her. However, I gasped in shock as my hands came into contact with his body. 

"Astaghfiullah! You're so hot, son." 

Fabian put his hand on our daughter's forehead.

Without wasting any more time Fabian rushed to carry Lyra's body. We went from our room to Fabian's car parked in our yard.

The car has not even been a month into a private vehicle Fabian. Since his position in the office rose from a regular employee to a marketing manager, I don't know why my husband's lifestyle seems to change.  He never minded that every day I had to ride my used motorcycle that I had used for several years to work before I decided to quit my job because I was pregnant after our long wait.

I had just opened the door handle when suddenly someone appeared in front of us.

"Where are you going?" tanyakanya.

The woman over half a century old was named Kinanti, she was my mother-in-law.

"Lyra fever. We want to take Lyra to the hospital, ma'am," I replied.

Although only a daughter-in-law, I felt that my mother-in-law treated me so well as her own daughter. Especially since Lyra. His love seems to increase in me.

"Mom's coming with you" he said.

I nodded in agreement.

The distance from our home to the hospital is not far. Fifteen minutes later we arrived there.

"Please our daughter, Doctor. He was suddenly hot, high" said Fabian. I can catch the worry in the look in his eyes.

"Let's come with me."

The doctor went into a room. While we followed behind him.

"How's our daughter doing, Doctor?" ask the doctor right after checking Lyra.

"Nothing to worry about. The Madam's daughter only had a normal fever. I've given him a heat-lowering drug. Hopefully the heat will come down soon," he explained.

"Thank God" said my mother and I at the same time.

"Do my grandchildren have to be hospitalized, Doctor?" 

"No need, Madam. After paying the medical expenses, the patient can go straight home."

We also understand.

After paying the medical expenses, we left the room.

Mas Fabian asked me to hold Lyra when suddenly her phone rang.

"It must have been the woman who called him" I murmured.

Justright. Fabian took a few steps away from us as if he didn't want us to hear their conversation.

Arriving at home.

"Today I want to stay at your house" said the mother.

Of course I feel happy. It was not like Fabian would not dare to invite Karmila to meet his mother.

"Mother misses Lyra" he added, to which I responded with a smile.

I saw Fabian coming out of the room. He seemed to be calling someone.

"Surely Karmila," I murmured again.

"Mas go first" he said.

"You'd better be home. Isn't your daughter not well?" said mother.

"There's business to be sorted out soon, ma'am."

Fabian then left home.

"Mom hope that your marriage relationship will grow stronger after Lyra's presence" said my mother-in-law shortly after Fabian's passing. I just smiled in response to his words.

Do I have to tell you about Fabian's plans to remarry? Or should I pretend that our marriage is okay?

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