My madam, my poison

Resignedly

Author POV.

"Who just called you, son? You seem nervous like that?" anita asked Gibran shortly after ending her conversation with her future mother-in-law, Sabrina.

"Mrs Sabrina, Mum."

"What did he call you?"

"Sabrina told me that Zura had an accident. He is now in the hospital and needs a blood transfusion of group B" Gibran said.

"Innalillahi wa inna ilaihiroji'un."

"The problem is my blood type A, ma'am. Where can I get blood type B?"

"Keenan. Your brother's blood type is B."

"Really?" Suddenly, Gibran's eyes sparkled.

"Yes. I know all our family's blood types."

"Keenan! Keenans! Let's go to the hospital!" gibran shouted as he climbed the stairs to Keenan's room on the 2nd floor.

"You're what the hell, your sister's not home from her office yet" said the mother.

"I was too panicked to forget."

Suddenly the sound of a car roar from the direction of the home page.

"Keenan, it must be him!" Gibran moved from the living room and headed straight for his yard.

"We're going to the hospital now!" he shouted as he entered his brother's car.

"Wait a minute, what do you want to do to the hospital?"

"Zura needs your help now!"

"Zurais? Why is he?"

"He had an accident and needed a blood transfusion with blood type B. Your blood type is B, right?"

Keenan nodded his head in response.

"Yes, let me drive."

Gibran and Keenan exchanged positions.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't speed like this drive," protested Keenan because his older brother was driving his car at high speed.

"We don't have long, Zura's life now depends on you."

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at the hospital.

"Uncle Giblan ... Mother .. hu .. hu .. hu ..hu …"

Lyra's cry broke again as Gibran appeared before her.

"Yes, honey, uncle knows. Lyra prayed a lot for mom, yes" Gibran said, rubbing the hair of the future princess.

"How, Sir .. Ma'am. Is there a blood donor for the patient?" ask nurse.

"I, Sus. It just so happens that my blood type is B" Keenan explained.

"Alright, come with me."

The nurse took Keenan to the operating room.

"Lyla was afraid, Uncle," said Lyra, now in Gibran's lap.

"Sister Darren," he called.

"Yes." Yeah."

"What really happened to Zura to be in this hospital?"

"It's all because of Luna!"

"Luna?"

"When will your ex-boyfriend continue to intrude on my daughter's life?" Mrs Sabrina chimed in.

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"It seems as long as Luna is always watching over Zura and Lyra. The proof he knew when they visited my house. Luna tried to kidnap Lyra who was playing on the porch with my daughter. Zura and I were chasing him. Luna and Zura had a heated argument before he finally stabbed Zura in the back with a folding knife. Zura had to get surgery because the wound on his back was quite severe" Darren said.

"Bad! Where is the girl now?"

"Luna's been detained at the police station."

"Just look if I meet him. I'll make a calculation with him!" exclaim Gibran.

Zura had been in the operating room for more than an hour, but there were no signs of the surgery being completed.

"How is this, son? I was afraid something might happen to your sister" Sabrina said.

"We leave everything to God, ma'am" said Darren.

Suddenly adzan Maghrib roared.

"Lyra darling, come with uncle Gibran yuk."

"Where, Uncle?"

"To Mushola. We pray Maghrib."

The little girl agreed.

"Wait on! Mom's coming!" yells mom Sabrina.

The three then moved from that place and then stepped foot to the mosque which was in the back of the hospital.

"Yes Rabb .. the owner of the soul. I love Azzura so much. Allow me to make him happy. But you want to take it from us, put it by your most beautiful side. Verily, all living beings on this earth shall return to you."

The prayer came from Gibran's mouth. He knew that no one could resist the will of his Lord. Despite the weight, he will try to surrender and sincerely accept whatever will happen, including if God does take Zura back to His lap.

Gibran, Sabrina and Lyra have just returned from the mosque. They were astonished to find Fatimah sobbing in Darren's arms.

"What's up, kid? Why are you crying?" ask the mother.

"Zura .. Mom. Zorc …"

"Why Zura?" ask Gibran.

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