My madam, my poison

Invitation

One week to plan a wedding is certainly not a long time. Although only close relatives and friends were invited, the event still requires a lot of preparation. Designing a wedding dress is one of them. I think it's easy to buy a wedding dress in a boutique, but not with Gibran, he chose to design our own wedding dress.

According to my mother's advice, a few days before our marriage contract was not allowed to meet. That's why Gibran told someone to take my wedding dress and Lyra's dress to my house so we could try it. If it is small or big he will fix its size.

"Alhamdulillah, the size fits perfectly on my body," I told the man who claimed to be named Adrian after I tried the wedding dress designed by my future husband.

"Well, ma'am, I'll tell Gibran. Then excuse me, assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

Adrian passed from before me.

"Lyra, honey," call me.

Not long after my daughter was just way out of the family room. She was watching television with Fina.

"What's up, Mom?" tanyakanya.

"Lyra's dress is ready" I said, offering her the green tosca dress.

"Gaziness!" her cheering.

With the help of Fina, Lyra also wore the dress, and again the size fits on her body.

"It's so nice for her wedding dress. Cinderella would have been less beautiful if you had worn it," Fina praised.

"Not to overdo it."

"Tell you, Mom. This is the most beautiful wedding dress I've ever seen."

I responded to Fina's words with a knotty smile on her lips.

"Oh ma'am, are Mr Fabian and his wife invited to Mom's wedding?" ask Fina.

"Yes, after all Maureen's sister is my family. I'll invite him."

"Here you go, never deal with your brother again. Believe me mother, if you come to her house, you will only be made hurt," said the mother who also just emerged from the family room.

"I understand very well the nature of Maureen. However, it's wrong of me to not invite him to my wedding" I said.

"Yes, it's up to you. You must be ready if he does not welcome you. Especially there is the Kinanti. That nyinyir mouth will definitely insult you all out if it knows you're getting married again."

"Bu Sabrina was right, ma'am. Instead of Mom just being made hurt, mending mom don't have to invite her." Fina.

I'm reviewing the smile.

"It's not good to be so prejudiced. I was just there to deliver the invitation letter, that's all."

"Yes, I told one of my employees to take the invitation to her home. He came or not that important Mother had sent him an invitation letter" Fina said again.

"Sir Maureen is my family. It would be inappropriate if I sent my wedding invitation letter not through my own hands."

"Yes, it's up to you."

Fina passed from before me then entered into her room.

"Lyra wants to come with me?" my many.

"Where, Mom?"

"To grandma Kinanti's house."

"No need to ah!"

"Loh, why don't you? Grandma Kinanti your grandmother is also loh."

"Grandmother Kinanti was fiercely the same Lyla. Lyla won't see him again."

"You can't say that, honey. After all Grandma Kinanti is an old man that you should respect as well. Oh yes, you will also meet Fabian's father. Are you not kangen?"

"No. Lyla doesn't love Fabian's dad anymore, Lyla just loves Giblan's dad."

Lyra did grow bigger, maybe she could feel the sincerity and affection of Gibran until she could make that sentence. I never once taught him to hate let alone hold a grudge against his real father.

"Where's Lyra going?" I asked as my little girl passed from before me.

"To Fina's room."

"So, Lyla really doesn't want to come with me?"

"No," he answered before finally entering Fina's room.

"Children as small as Lyra can already feel if the sense of not caring Fabian makes him hate him," said the mother.

"Fabian did make a mistake, but I'll never make it bad in my daughter's eyes" I said.

Suddenly Mr. Amin entered the living room.

"We're going, Mom?" tanyakanya.

"Oh yes, sir, we're leaving now."

After saying goodbye to my mother, I left the living room and headed for my car in the yard.

"I just want to share happiness, sir, that's all. How they respond, it's not a problem for me."

Mr. Amin nodded in understanding.

Arriving at Maureen's house.

My arrival was greeted kindly by the housekeeper in the two-story house. He then invited me into the living room. It turned out that Bu Kinanti was meeting me.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am," I said.

"Why did you come here?" resounding.

"Ehm ... Is Maureen's sister, Mom?"

"He's shopping again. Especially his job if it's not squandering money."

"How's Mom doing?"

"Have not been long-winded, what exactly was your purpose in coming to this house?"

"In addition to being in touch, I came to this house also to deliver this invitation letter to Maureen's sister" I said as I took an invitation letter from my bag and placed it on the table.

"Evitation letter? Who is married?"

"God willing, Mom."

"Are there any who would want to have a single child widow like you?"

Really, that sounds so painful. I try to respond with a smile.

"Thank God, Mom. God sent me a man who would accept me and Lyra as they are."

"Whoa. Surely the man is only after your treasure .You are now a successful entrepreneur."

"Gibran is not a man like I'm accusing. If financially he's even more established than me."

"Oh so come in here to show off that you can marry a man richer than Fabian, right?"

"Astaghfirullahaladzim, that's not what I mean, ma'am. I just, …"

"Bi, take him out of this house," Ms. Kinanti told her house assistant.

"Well, how was he expelled? This mother just wanted to deliver the invitation letter, right?" protest the women of the berdaster.

"If you don't know anything, you don't have to comment" said Mrs Kinanti.

"Yes, ma'am, then excuse me.Please send this invitation to Maureen" I said.

Ms. Kinanti turned her face away from me.

He even refused to answer my greetings as I passed from before him.

"Yes Rabb, does this hate my former mother-in-law for me?" muttered.

I stepped towards the courtyard of the house where Mr. Amin was waiting for me. That's when a car showed up. Whose car is this? I don't think I've ever seen it.

A few minutes later the car door opened. Without Fabian and Maureen's brother coming out of there.

"Well, are you here?" ketus brother Maureen.

"I'm here to deliver the wedding invitation letter."

"Who wants to get married?"

"I'm the one who wants to get married."

"Wow! A fool would marry a stubborn woman like you?"

"I was amazed by this family. No Ibu Kinanti, no Maureen Mother, It seems that you do not like the arrival of this Mother. Though he came here with good intentions," said the housekeeper who suddenly appeared in the yard.

"Shut up! Just do what is your job!" sentak Maureen.

The house assistant said. He then went back inside the house.

"I came here just to deliver the invitation letter, Assalamualaikum."

"I swear, your marriage won't be happy!" asper Maureen.

I just stroked my chest to hear her words.

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