My madam, my poison
The reappearance of Luna
"It's been two days that our cake shop is quiet, Mom," said Ririn, an employee who served at the cashier.
I'm reviewing the smile.
"That's what the name is selling. Sometimes it's crowded, sometimes it's quiet. Most importantly we must not forget that the sustenance of every creature has been rooted and will not be possible to exchange" I said.
"It's not what, Mom. But, when I came back from buying cake ingredients in the supermarket earlier I saw the new cake shop was so crowded. Looks like our customer's on the run there." Ana chimed.
"And yesterday we heard from one of the customers of this store, if the cake sold in the new store is not good."
"Maybe you don't know yet if the new shop owner is my older sister" I said.
"What, Mom? Mother's sister? Gosh darn. How come there is yes, an older brother who wants to compete with his own sister's business," said Ririn.
"There's no law in our country that prohibits someone from opening a business just like everyone else' right? So my brother's legitimate to open a cake shop business as well."
"Yes, Mom. But I wonder too. Why is the store suddenly selling so, when clearly there are those who say if the cake there is bitter and not tasty."
"It could have been that Maureen's sister had mishandled the ingredients while making the cake, then she learned from her mistake, so the taste of the cake was not bitter anymore."
"Perhaps not, Rin, Mom, if the store owner uses a seller?"
"Hushy! Do not indiscriminately accuse without clear evidence, later the fall of slander. You know that slander's more tired than fitness?" ririn.
"Ririn is right, we can't be so ugly about others" I said.
Our conversation came to a halt when suddenly someone entered the store.
"Good morning," he said.
"Mu-bu-Anita?"
"Me, too, the shop."
"Mr Anita is alone?" my many.
"Yes. Keenan and his father were busy with their respective affairs. I came here by taxi" said the woman who almost became my mother-in-law.
"Where are you going or where?"
"I'm from home, deliberately came here to order brownies. It just so happens that there will be a funeral at my house."
"I'm sorry, if I may know how many participants there are, ma'am?" my many.
"25 people" he answered.
"Alright, insyaallah after Dzuhur cake Mother's order is ready. Me and Mr. Amin will drive him" I said.
"I ordered a cake here all want a promotion if your cake is delicious. I guarantee my arisan friends will be interested in subscribing to the cake in this store."
"Well, free promotion" said Ana, who I responded with a faint smile.
"I'm sorry, it seems like this mother is already familiar with Azzura ma'am," said Ririn.
"You're right, I know Azzurra well. He was almost my son-in-law, but God wanted something else. God took my eldest son the day before the wedding day" Anita said. His face suddenly turned sad.
"Oh my God, sorry, Mom. I really don't know. I don't mean to make Mom sad" Ririn said.
"It's okay, maybe Zura and my son haven't made a match yet. Oh yeah, you're busy, son?"
"Ehm .. not really. What's the matter, Mom?"
"If you don't mind, I'd like to take you on a pilgrimage to Gibran's tomb."
"Oh, yes, Mom. I can."
"What if we leave now?" ask Anita ma'am.
I nodded in agreement.
"Ana, I'll stay a while, I'll come back here again" I said.
"Good, Mom. I'm gonna start making this mom's order now."
After saying goodbye to Ririn and Ana, we left the store.
Anita and I took a taxi that would take us to a public cemetery.
Whether true or just my feelings, I felt the taxi we were riding was followed by another taxi.
"I'm so scared like this."
"Ehm .. sorry, sir. I can pull over for a minute" I told the taxi driver. My goal was to determine whether the taxi was following us or had the same goal. And sure enough, even though it was a safe distance, not long after the taxi I was riding pulled over, the taxi stopped. I deliberately waited a while, maybe the taxi had a reason to stop. But in fact, the taxi was back when I asked the taxi driver I was riding to restart the engine of the vehicle.
"Sorry, Sir. Can we take the main road to the tomb? I feel like the cab behind us is following us. Some time ago I almost experienced a crime when the taxi I was riding through an alternative road. I just anticipate things not to happen that we don't want" I told the taxi driver.
"Good, Mom."
About twenty minutes later we arrived at a public cemetery.
"I was curious as to who the passenger was, and why he was following us" Anita said.
He then walked over to the taxi which also stopped in front of the entrance to the Public Funeral.
"Why are you following our cab 'huh?!" cecar bu Anita shortly after a girl got out of the cab.
"I .. ehm-ehm, …"
"Who are you?"
Unexpectedly, Anita pulled the head covering cloth that the girl was wearing. I was also stunned when I found out who had been following our taxi.
"Luna's? You, …?"
Didn't Luna get fertilized after trying to kidnap Lyra and stab me at the time? Why is he wandering around free?
"You should be in jail, right? Why are you here? Don't-don't you run away," said Anita.
"I was free a week ago. I admit to following your cab. But I have absolutely no bad intentions. I've been scouting for the lady's house for a few days. But I didn't see Gibran at all. That's why I followed Madam. I was thinking maybe Gibran has moved house and Madam will come to his house. But ... Why did Madam come to this burial place?"
"You want to know the answer? Come with us." Ms. Anita entered the burial area while me and Gibran's ex-lover followed behind her.
"Sorry, whose grave is this, ma'am? Why was I invited here?" ask Luna. His face looked confused.
"You can read 'can't you?" ask Anita ma'am.
Luna then approached the tombstone in the tomb.
"Gib-Gib-Gibran? No way! Gibran can't die!" his screeches.
From the tombstone, Luna turned her gaze to Anita's mother.
"Mrs .. tell me that this tomb is the tomb of another Gibran, not the tomb of Gibran the son of the Lady" he said.
"This tomb is indeed the tomb of Gibran. He died about three years ago because he was shot by a robber" I said.
Suddenly Luna dropped her knees on the ground, she then rested in front of the navel of the man who was almost my future priest.
"Gibran ... Why are you staying with me? Hu .. hu .. hu …"
"Rather than crying, you better send a do'a to Gibran. You've made a lot of mistakes with him, haven't you? " said Anita.
"Gibran died after being close to you. You must be a fucking carrier!" exclaim Luna.
"Astaghfirullahaldzim says. Do you have no religion? A person's behavior has been determined since he was still in the womb," I said.
"I don't believe that. You fucking carrier girl!" Suddenly, Luna looked at me.
"Luna! Enough's enough! Don't make a scene in this place!" sentak bu Anita's.
"The woman standing beside this Madam is an unlucky bearer. Gibran died after being close to him 'didn't he?"
"That's not true. I have resigned if indeed God called him before me," denied Anita.
"Because you Gibran died. You have to pay a lot for this!" Luna is seen shifting from Gibran's tomb. Suddenly the girl put both her hands around my neck.
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