My madam, my poison

My madam, my poison
Out of control



The distance from the playground to the swimming pool is not so far away. In less than ten minutes we got there.


"Lyra swims her in a special pool of children only. Don't get close to the adult pool" I said after putting on the swimsuit.


"Mother not going?"


"Mother does not bring swimsuits. I'm leaving without a plan."


"Where's Uncle Giblan?"


"At there." I pointed my index finger at Gibran. He was talking to someone on his cell phone.


"Uncle Giblan didn't go too far?"


"Uncle Giblan already has a swimming pool at his house."


"Oh, yeah."


"Yes Lyra swims first, I watch from here" I said.


Lyra then took a duck-shaped buoy and went into the pool.


"Aren't you swimming too?" asked Gibran who was suddenly sitting next to me.


"Ehm .. I don't carry a swimsuit."


"Isn't this place also renting swimsuits for visitors?"


"I'm just lazy."


"Uncle Giblan!" call Lyra from a distance while waving her hand towards us.


"Be careful! Don't go near the adult pool!" he half yelled.


"Ehm .. We have known each other for a long time. May I know why you separated from Lyra's father?"


I'm wasting my breath.


"Me and Fabian have been married for about ten years. He is a kind man, caring, and family loving. But her nature changed drastically after a woman named Karmila was present among us. It turned out that Fabian had secretly married her. There is no apology for treason. I chose to leave with Lyra, a baby we had been waiting for so long. He was only three months old at the time. I also live in a boarding house that is also a place for my sewing business. From that small business God paved the way until I finally had a convection business."


"From Fabian's attitude I saw at the gas station, it looks like he's angry and upset with you, and Lyra."


"Lately, his attitude towards us has turned cold. Looks like she's upset that I refused her wish to refer."


"Refer? Hold still. Didn't you say he married secretly to that woman named Karmila?"


"Everything is not as beautiful as they expected. So many problems they face. From Karmila who gave birth to a disabled baby and then exchanged it, a robbery case in their home, Higga Karmila who must get a prison sentence of four years for engaging in an argument with someone who ended in death. It seems like they are in the process of divorce."


"Truly a man doesn't know himself! Used to throw you out, after knowing you were successful, rhyme."


"I also just found out that Karmila, who became my honeymoon, was my real sister, Maureen's sister."


"What?!"


"Yes. Karmila was my brother who I thought died in a fire at our house a dozen years ago. It turned out that Maureen's sister survived and she had surgery on part of her face to become a new figure that I don't recognize at all."


"Isn't he your brother? Why would she destroy her own sister's household?"


"Sir Maureen did it in the name of revenge."


"Rudge?"


"Yes. He felt that my father and mother were unfair to us. I've always been treated like a princess, while she and Darren's sister are like stepchildren. That's why brother. Maureen took revenge by becoming the third person in our marriage until our marriage was completely destroyed."


"So your brother is still in prison?" ask Gibran.


I shook my head slowly.


"Sister Maureen was recently released due to remission. His prison term, which should have been four years, was only three years. He even came to my house. However, we were actually arguing because he forced me to lie. I don't know where he is now."


"You should be careful. Your brother is vindictive. It could be that he's devising a plan to destroy you" Gibran said.


Our conversation came to a halt when suddenly there was a commotion coming from the pool.


"Please! Help u! There's a kid who wants to drown!" shouted someone from the pool.


My memory was immediately drawn to Lyra. I quickly got out of my seat and approached the pool. I spread my eyes around the pool.


The pool was not too crowded. There were only a few children visitors with his mother.


"Please! Help me!"


The sound of screaming panicked me even more.


I looked towards the adult pool until I finally caught the floating duck-shaped buoy, and a small hand trying to reach the surface.


"Astaghfirullahaldzim! Lyras! It's Lyra!" my peek.


I was just about to ask Gibran to help Lyra. However, he had instead thrown himself into the pond. He then carried Lyra out of the pool.


"How did you get into the adult pool, son? Didn't I forbid you not to go near that pool?" ask me while drying his body with a towel.


"Lyla's going to Mom's, but there's Lyla's help."


"Who pushed Lyra?" ask again.


My little princess shook her head.


"Lyla doesn't know, Mom."


"Goddessa. Where's uncle Gibran?"


"That's it, right there."


I found the man shivering coldly by the pool.


I quickly grabbed a towel and I dried her hair. I also bought clothes, pants, and underwear for him.


The unexpected happened when I came back to him. The man was lying on the floor. I asked the pool guard for help to take him to a drier place.


"His husband is conscious, ma'am. I have also changed his clothes" said the pool guard.


"Thank you."


I walked over to Gibran who was still lying weakly on a long bench. Suddenly I ran into his arms. My tears are not overstretched either. It's all completely out of my control.


"I'm so afraid of you for nothing" I sobbed.


The pair of netra then looked at me.


"I'm okay" he said.


"Thank you for saving Lyra" I said.


Gibran reviewed the smile.


"I will always protect you" he said.


"Uncle Giblan!" call Lyra who just walked into the room. He slid into Gibran's arms.


"Thank you, Uncle," he said.


"Oh yeah. How did Lyra fall into the pool?" ask Gibran.


"Some helped Lyla."


"Who?"


Suddenly Lyra looked outwards. I just realized someone was eavesdropping on our conversation.


"That's the oracle!"


"Woi! Waitie? Don't run!" shout Gibran. He also pursued her.


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