My madam, my poison

Go hard, survive the pain

Fabian was silent.

"Why are you quiet?" 

"Sorry, Deck. Khilaf. Mas and Mila did um, …"

"Enough! No need to continue. You two are disgusting!" My voice this time sounded so loud that it filled the living room.

"Oek.Oek…"

 

Surely Lyra woke up because she heard a commotion in this room.

I moved out of the living room and walked into the room. I quickly lifted the tiny body and gave my milk. However, I don't know why my little daughter refused to breastfeed. The owner of those innocent eyes just kept quiet and looked at me as if asking "Why is Mom crying?"

Not a word can be said from these lips. Right now my heart is so broken, broken, maybe out of shape. I clutched the tiny body tightly, and then I was stunned.

"We've been straightforward about our relationship. Mas Fabian is not only your husband, but he is also my husband, our husband," said Mila who without my permission suddenly entered my room. 

"For God's sake, I don't want to be combined!" my firmness.

"Our religion alone does not prohibit men from having more than one wife. Fabian has a good job, his salary is big. He will definitely be able to provide for both of us" said Mila.

"It's not a matter of living, but a matter of feeling. I cannot accept the slightest betrayal" I said.

"Already, Ma. This is our destiny. Sharing husband. I don't mind being the second wife."

"If it's true, I'll try to be fair to you." Fabian Mas who just appeared in the chiming room.

"It's very important to talk about justice. Did you think about how I felt? Do you want to know how I feel now?"

"Mas is hiding this marriage because I know you won't allow me to remarry" he said.

"Like our deal from the start. If you marry again, I'll go!"

"Where is Zura going? Does she have a place to live out there? Does Mommy still have a brother?" mila Cibir.

"Where are you going, Dek?" ask Fabian.

"I no longer want to live in this house" I said as I moved my clothes from the closet into my bag.

"You don't have a brother or a place to live out there. Don't you feel sorry for Lyra? He's still so small" Fabian said.

"Mas don't have to think about us. I'm sure God is always with us."

I pulled the zipper of the big enough bag that was now full of my clothes and also Lyra's clothes.

"You don't be selfish, Deck. Think of Lyra."

Fabian pulled my arm but I brushed it off violently. I also took a sling to carry Lyra.

"I'm leaving, assalamu'alaikum."

"Azzuraj! Just stop! I won't let you out!" snapped at Fabian.

I don't mind his words. I sped up my steps and intended to leave the room that made me so crowded.

"Say!" I gasped in shock when suddenly I heard the sound of objects falling from the guest room. I turned around and rushed to the room.

"Astaghfirullah's. Mama!" my yelling.

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