My madam, my poison

Complicated

"I'm sorry I couldn't fulfill my promise to bring Mom and Mother's son together" I said.

"What does Bu Zura mean? Don't confuse me."

"Actually all this time Mother has been so close to Mother's biological son. The boy became a student at this school as well."

"Who's the kid, and where is he now?" ask Mala's mom excitedly.

"Rayyan .. Mother's son is gone."

"Bu Zura must be kidding. As far as I know, there are no Rayyan students."

"My brother gave Rayyan's name to my biological son. But, the woman who took care of Rayyan changed her name to Alden."

"Everybody knows who Alden is. Every day he was picked up in a luxury car. Not at all compatible with your statement saying Rayyan was taken care of by a taxi driver."

"At first Rayyan was treated by a taxi driver named Mr. Sumarno. However, a situation made Rayyan nurtured another family. They changed Rayyan's name to Alden's" I said.

"Ja-ja-di, my son, …"

The cry of Mala's mother broke.

"I'm really sorry, Mom. This is all God's destiny and beyond our control."

"I'll sue your sister! And I'll make sure he gets a severe punishment!" mamma Mala.

What I'm worried about is really happening. Whatever Maureen does is a criminal act even though she does it using the hands of others. But the problem is that I don't know where Maureen's sister is.

"We're meeting your sister now! I must immediately drag him to the authorities!"

"Ehm .. Maureen's sister was released from prison and a few days ago we met again. But Maureen's sister is gone and I don't know where she is."

"This is another lie. How could a sister not know where her brother is?"

"I don't want to know. I'll give you 1x 24 hours to find your brother. If you don't find it.Bu Zura will replace it!"

My joints suddenly felt loose. Just imagining it is so horrible. What if I really have to get in?

****

My footsteps felt heavy. The distance from the school to the house that was not how sudden it felt like a few kilometers away. The words of Mala continued to ring in my ear. O Rabb, I am so afraid…

"Mother looks so lethargic. Is Mom sick?" ask Ami when we arrive at home.

"It's okay Bi, I want to rest in the room first."

Not long ago someone knocked on my bedroom door.

"Lake in."

"Outside there's a guest looking for you, son."

"One of our customers, Mr. Willy."

"Good, Mom. I'm out soon."

"Your face looks a little pale. Are you sick?"

"I'm fine, Mom."

I got out of my room and walked towards the courtyard.

"Good morning, Mr. Willy," I said to the middle-aged man.

"Good morning, Mom."

"What wind brought you here?"

"There's something important I have to say."

"What's important, sir?"

"Look, Mom. I was previously grateful for the cooperation that has been established. I am quite satisfied with the products produced by this convection. But I'm sorry."

What happened to Mr Willy? After saying thank you and apologizing. Suddenly my feelings are not good.

"Why are you sorry?"

"Ehm .. it looks like our cooperation is quite up here."

That sentence shocked me. During his time as a customer of my convection, Mr. Willy never once complained about anything related to the product, or its delivery. Why did he suddenly break off cooperation with this convection?

"Sorry, Sir. Do I know why you want to stop working with this convection?" my many.

"Ti-ti-no, what, Mom. In the meantime I want to focus on my new business" he replied.

I don't know why I feel Mr. Willy is hiding something from me.

"Isn't your clothing store crowded enough? Honey if it suddenly closes."

"Did Mr Willy move to another convection?" ask mom full search.

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