My madam, my poison

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"I-i-iya, ma'am," replied Fabian.

"Thank God, I guess Zura alone. Pity that he needs nothing no one to help," said Bu Murni.

"I'll excuse you. All right, son. Don't fuss. Your mother is sick" said Murni, kissing Lyra's forehead gently.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalight."

Mrs Murni then left Fabian's house.

The night is getting late. Lyra who was asleep suddenly woke up and fussy. Fabian tried to give him formula, but the two-month-old baby always regurgitated him. His feelings were made even more chaotic as the mother also repeatedly whimpered in pain.

"Can't you guys just shut up!" 

Fabian slammed the glass filled with water on the table of his room. His patience this time was completely exhausted.

"Mother why else? Don't you see I'm in trouble?"

"Mi-mi-num."

Fabian moved out of the guest room and set his foot toward the dining table. Again his anger exploded when he found the teapot that usually contained white water was empty. He walked to the refrigerator in the kitchen. The bottle inside was empty.

"It's only been a day that Zura is not home, I've had this kind of hassles. Anyway I have to hold him back to stay here no matter what," he murmured.

Fabian had just placed a pot of water on the stove when suddenly Lyra's cry sounded from the direction of her room.

"What do you want, son? Don't bother me like this" he said half annoyed. Instead of silence, Lyra's cry sounded louder.

"Tock. Geck. Geck!" There was a sound of someone knocking on the front door of his house.

"Who?" ask Fabian.

"It's Pure ma'am."

Fabian rushed to the door and opened it.

"Lyra was crying so hard. I heard it from my house. Why is he?" ask Murni.

"Lyra refuses to drink milk, ma'am. He always spits it out again."

"Here I see the milk bottle."

Fabian then thrust a bottle full of milk at Murni ma'am.

"Oh my God, my. Lyra refused to drink milk. This milk is too diluted. Mostly water. Let mom make her milk. If Mas doesn't mind, Lyra let's just sleep in my house."

Of course Fabian accepted the offer with great pleasure. 

"Didn't it bother you?" Fabian.

"I'm sorry, Mum Pure has no children yet. But it seems to understand very well how to care for and care for babies," Fabian said.

Pure Ma'am smiled.

"It just so happens that when I was young I used to work as a baby sitter."

"That's what it looks like."

"May I bring Lyra now?" 

"I'm sorry, Mom. Troublesome."

"No, my mom. I know Mas must be having a hard time caring for Kinanti and Lyra's mother at once."

"Thank you, Mom."

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalight."

Fabian closed the door and locked it.

He then walked to the guest room. Apparently, the mother was back to sleep. He walked to his room to continue his sleep.

By dawn.

Fabian awoke from his sleep because his sense of smell breathed smoke. 

"Astaghfiullah!" 

He just remembered that before going to bed last night he was boiling water in the kitchen.

Fabian rushed out of his room and towards the kitchen room. But his view was blocked by a thick smoke and now filled the living room. Meanwhile, the kitchen room looks bright red which indicates if the fire has burned all its contents.

"Mothers. I have to save mom."

Fabian pierced through the thick smoke to get to the guest room. Apparently the mother was still sound asleep. Without wasting any more time he lifted the mother's body and rushed her out of the room. However, unexpected things happen. 

"Get out!" Gas cylinder exploded.

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