My madam, my poison

Occasions

I was shocked to feel that something had just entered my body. Although it was difficult, I tried hard to open my eyelids. Gibran, that face was the first one I saw in that room. I saw the man who was able to steal my heart grasping my hand tightly while sobbing. It's not just Gibran. Lyra, mother, brother Darren, Fatimah, Anisa, even Mr. Amin was crying for me. What's the matter? Why are they all crying over me?

"Gib-ran," I see.

"Allahu Akbar! Zuras! You wake up, honey?!"

"Zura ... Mother .. Child .. Auntie Zura .. Bu Zura," call them in turn.

"Thank God, you're safe, son," said the mother. His voice sounded hoarse. I am sure he is the one who shed the most tears.

"Mother .. Lyla is scared. Don't stay in Lyla," isak Lyra.

"Mi-mi-num," I said stammered. I feel like my throat is so dry.

Gibran quickly opened the lid of a bottle of mineral water and put a straw in it. He helped me to swallow it.

"Alhamdulillah, God still gives you long life" said Brother Darren.

Not long after the door of the room opened. Apparently a doctor and a nurse entered my treatment room.

"I have a certificate...Oh God! Ms Azzura?"

I could see the surprised look on the faces of the two.

"Allahuacbar! It really is a miracle. I just wanted to write a patient death certificate. But it turns out that God still gave him a long life," said the doctor.

I understand now, I had a chance to meet my late father. I wanted to go with him, but he asked me to go home. Apparently my spirit had escaped from my body for a moment, but in the end I decided to return

A series of events this afternoon also flashed through my head. Starting with me I was with my mother and Lyra visited Darren's sister's house, then Lyra was almost kidnapped. Luna .. yes, it was Luna who had hurt me until I was in this place.

I tried to get out of my bed but I felt an excruciating pain in my back. That's where Luna planted her penknife this afternoon.

"You don't move much, if you need something, I'll help you" Gibran said.

"I want to pray Maghrib" I said.

"You're not feeling well, son. Later you can replace the prayer with fidyah."

I shook my head slowly.

"No, Ma. I will never abandon prayer under any circumstances" I said.

"You are lucky to have a future wife like Zura" said Kak Darren, who is of course intended for Gibran.

"Are you sure you want to pray Maghrib?" ask Gibran. I nodded my head in response.

"God willing I will guide you to holy and to perform Maghrib prayers in bed" Gibran said.

Truly, the sentence that had just slid out of the man's mouth made me even more convinced to make him a priest to me.

A few moments later the door of the room opened again. This time Keenan with Yudha sir and Anita ma'am who entered my ward.

"How are you doing, son?" ask sir Yudha.

"So the doctor had said that Zura had died. But God still gave him a long life" Gibran explained.

"What happened to you being in this hospital?" Bu Anita chimed.

"All of this is Luna who caused it" Gibran said.

"Luna's your shameless ex-boyfriend?" ask the mother again. Gibran nodded his head.

"She's doing anything else?"

"Luna tried to kidnap Lyra when they visited my house. Zura and I chased him until he found a dead end. That's where they argue. Whether the demon possessed Luna, he stabbed Zura in the back with a folding knife that he had used to threaten Lyra," Darren said.

"Truly girls don't have hearts!" aspira bu Anita. "Lantas, where is he now?" tanyanya.

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

"Tomorrow I'll see him. I'll ask the police to get him a severe punishment!"

"Let the police work, Luna is guilty in this case, I think she will receive a reward according to the design of her actions" Gibran said.

"Ehm ..As long as we all gather in this place, I think it's the right time to say this. I want Zura and Gibran's marriage to speed up."

"What's? Accelerated-at-speed?"

"Yes, Son. Whaddya think? Do you mind my proposal?"

"Ehm .. I-I, …"

"I agree with your proposal. Maybe it's better for Zura to get married so that someone will take care of and protect her, but all my decisions go back to the people who live it" said the mother.

"How, Son. Do you mind if you and Gibran get married any time soon?" ask sir Yudha.

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