My madam, my poison

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Next morning.

I helped Fina make a cake in the kitchen. This cake that we will bring to visit Rizal at the house of Murni.

"Who are you making cookies for?" mother asked when she got me to put a baking sheet in the oven.

"I want to accompany Fina to see Rizal, he is sick" I replied. Mother nodded in understanding.

Exactly at nine in the morning the pandan sponge cake was ripe. After putting it in the box, we then say goodbye to mother.

Half an hour later we arrived at the house of Murni. The woman who is now two-bodied looks shocked when she sees me and Fina is at the door of her house.

"What dream did I have last night the arrival of the boss guest," said Mrs Murni.

"Ah, don't call me that. I'd rather be called Zura."

"Who is this girl?" tanyakanya.

"His name is Fina, she's my adopted daughter. Coincidentally one campus with Rizal."

Fina then grabbed Murni's hand and kissed the back of her hand. Ms. Pure then invited us into the living room.

"I heard from his friend that Rizal was sick. Is that right, Mom?" ask Fina.

"ill? Thank God Rizal is fine. We have one roof. Time doesn't know he's sick."

"Well, but it's been a few days that Rizal didn't go to college, Mom."

"Every morning he goes to college."

"So, where is he?"

"Is it possible that Rizal is busy with his work in the magazine's editorial office?" I chimed.

"During this time his work never interrupted his lectures. He is good at dividing his time. But lately I have often heard Rizal chatting with someone over the phone and calling him Nes. I don't know if she's Agnes, Ines, or who she is. I think she's old enough to be in a relationship with the opposite sex."

"Agnes, Ines? It doesn't seem like any of my college friends are named after him" Fina muttered.

"We were going to visit Rizal. But thank goodness he is healthy. Oh yeah, we also made this pandan sponge cake." I thrust a plastic bag containing a box of cookies at Murni's mom.

"Sorry, yeah. You guys are so bothered like this."

"No bother, Mom. My hobby is making cakes."

"Later I asked Rizal where he really was. I also do not like being lied to," said Ms. Murni.

"Then excuse us" I said as I moved from the sofa.

"Well, hurry up. I just want to make you a drink."

"Ah, no need to bother, ma'am. Excuse me, Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'aalaikumsalam."

Fina and I left the living room and walked over to my car parked in the yard.

"Where are we going, Mom?" ask Mr. Amin.

"Come by the cake shop for a second, sir."

"Good, Mom."

Arriving at the cake shop.

I had just stepped into my cake shop, but I heard a commotion from the kitchen. Ririn was also not at the cashier table. In order to answer my curiosity, I rushed to the cake production room.

I don't know what they're fussing about, I see Ririn standing in the middle of Ana and my new employee named Tia. He seemed to be mediating between the two who were involved in a commotion. Wait, what's this smell? I think I smell a charade.

"What's this about? Why are you guys making such a fuss? Rin, why did you leave the cashier's desk?" my many.

"Ma-ma-af, Mom. I was forced to leave the cashier's table because I broke their quarrel."

"City .. Tia. What are you guys fussing about?" my many.

"This, Ma. Tia work is not really," said Ana. While the girl named Tia was just silent and lowered her face.

"Try to explain to me, what's really going on, and what's making you fuss?"

"Look, Mom. I was baking a cake. I tipped on Tia because I went out for a while to buy baking powder. But he even plays mobile. He did not hear when the oven timer rang. Three sponge cake pans become burnt out," said Ana.

"Is that right, Tia?" my many.

"Ma-ma-af, Mom. I forgot."

"I don't forbid you from playing mobile phones, but I hope you are also responsible for your work" I said.

"This isn't the first time Tia's been negligent, ma'am. I kept quiet yesterday because he was new. I found a piece of wheat plastic in a ripe cake. He prepared the ingredients. And just yesterday because of his carelessness, he broke a kilo of eggs."

"Tia," call me.

"I-i-iya, Mom."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to judge you. But from Ana's story it seems you don't really work in this store because you make mistakes often."

"I beg you not to fire me, ma'am. I'm sorry. I admit wrong. I promise I will work better. I also don't mind turning off my phone while working."

I'm reviewing the smile.

"I appreciate your attitude to admit your mistakes. I will not fire you on condition that you will improve your performance. If I hear again you're making a mistake, I'm sorry if I have to dismiss you from this job."

"Good, Mom. I promise I won't repeat my mistake."

"Hm .. Rin. Whose cake was the order and for when?"

"Order by Erina, Mom. For today at two o'clock."

I looked at the wall clock in the room.

"It's only half an eleven. You guys make another dough, God willing it can be finished before two."

"Good, Mom."

"I'll excuse you then. I hope you guys work well together. Assalamualaikum."

Me and Fina then left the kitchen and headed towards the front of the store. At the same time, two buyers entered the store.

"Welcome, Father .. Mother," welcome me.

"You must be Mrs Azzura, the owner of this shop" said the woman.

"Yes, right, Mom."

"I'm hooked on buying cookies at this store, Mom. Besides it tastes good, the price is also competitive."

"Alhamdulillah if Mom and Dad like."

"What's the secret, ma'am? Did Mom put any special ingredients in her cake recipe?"

"There are no special ingredients, ma'am. I use cake recipes in general."

"But why does it feel like it could be different from the rest?"

"Bu Azzura made that cake recipe with heart, Mom. That's why it feels right down to the heart." Ririn.

"Oh, that's how it looks."

"Ah, you're overreacting, Rin."

Our conversation came to a halt when suddenly the ambulance siren stopped right in front of the store. Of course the heart asks what happened there. I know that place is an empty shophouse.

"Let's see, ma'am," said Fina. I nodded in agreement.

Fina and I then crossed the street and approached the empty shophouse. But I found nothing there. Ah, apparently the ambulance officer was walking down an alley behind the shop.

Not long after the police car also stopped at that place.

"Sorry, Sir. Can I know, what happened? Where are the two ambulance officers going?"

"We have reports of the discovery of the body of a homeless woman who died in the mosque behind this shophouse. The body allegedly died while performing dawn prayers."

"Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un." Subhanallah, it is beautiful the way the man faces you, Rabb.

Moments later the two officers emerged from the not-so-wide alley by lifting a body bag. I don't know why I was so curious to know who the dead bodies were in that special way.

At first the officer refused to tell me, but with the consent of one of the police, I was finally allowed to see the face of the corpse.

"Mom not afraid?" ask Fina.

I shake my head while smiling.

"I'm horrified .. I'm the only one who sees."

I shifted my steps towards the two officers. One of the officers began to unzip the body bag. My eyes widened when I saw that face I knew so well. Suddenly my body trembled violently with suddenly cold hands and feet.

"Allahuacbar!" my peek.

The next second I felt this body so limp as if it was boneless. I was also sitting on the ground.

"Mom .. Mother why. Who's the body?" asked Fina who had just approached me.

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