My madam, my poison

Lowest point

"Did Maureen know about her mother-in-law's death?" mother asked after us from Kinanti's mother's funeral.

"So, the police officer asked for his home address."

"Instantly he was the cause of Kinanti's death. If he hadn't thrown her out, maybe now Kinanti was still alive."

"The cause of death of Bu Kinanti is not due to an illness or accident. God called him when he was prostrating. A way that is so beautiful that maybe only lucky people experience," I said.

"Maybe he had a premonition when he came to our house last night to apologize. I'm a little sorry I'm still being tight on him."

"Easy, Mom. Most importantly we do'a him to get a decent place by his side."

"Aamiin's."

Arriving at home.

I found bi Ami chatting with a policeman on the porch of my house.

"Good afternoon, Mrs Azzura."

"Good afternoon, sir. Did the police officer meet the owner of the house whose address I gave him?"

"I happened to come to the address of the house myself."

"Then, where is Maureen now? Didn't you ask her to come to this house?" Mom chiming.

"I told Maureen about finding Kinanti's mother's body in the mosque. But, it seems that Maureen ma'am doesn't care at all. He actually reported to us about the loss of his land certificate which was allegedly taken away from Bu Kinanti."

"God. Is the child's brain just filled with treasure," mother grumbled annoyed.

"Oh yes, I keep a bag belonging to the late house. Maybe you can check it out. I haven't opened it at all." I went inside the house. Not long after I came out with a black bag. I gave it to the police.

Me, mom, and bi Ami watched closely as the man in uniform began to take things out from inside the sizable bag. But the land certificate Maureen was referring to was not in there. Inside the bag were only a few pieces of clothing and a black plastic bag tucked between them.

Carefully the police officer opened the contents inside. Apparently the plastic bag contained five million worth of cash.

"What was it before leaving the house that Kinanti had time to take money?" ask mother.

"It doesn't seem like it, Mom. Ms. Maureen only reported losing land certificates. This money could be personal money

almarhumah. Because Mother who has taken care of the body of Ms. Kinanti, this money I leave to Mother."

"Good, sir."

"I think this problem is over. Thank you for your cooperation" the police said.

"Then, what about the report of the loss of the land certificate?"

"Maureen. Malang is right your fate. Already fallen must still be hit by stairs," said mother concerned.

"Yes already, Mom. Excuse me first. Good afternoon."

"Good afternoon."

My mom and I had just stepped off the terrace when suddenly a taxi stopped in front of my house. Not long after the taxi door opened. The face of a woman who is no stranger to us.

"Sir Maureen?"

"Where's mom's bag?! My house certificate must be in it!"

"Do you no longer have manners? Coming should be saying greetings, not such a rush!" murmur mother.

"Where's mom's bag? You must have hidden it!" Brother Maureen stared intently at my eyes.

"That's the bag your late mother-in-law brought. The police checked it, and found nothing but clothes." Mom pointed her index finger at the bag I was currently carrying. He then grabbed the black bag violently.

As if dissatisfied with what you said just now, Maureen began to unzip the bag and tear apart the contents inside.

"Damn! It must be that babuu who took my home certificate!" Brother Maureen slammed the bag on the floor quite roughly.

"Already, Brother. Perhaps this incident was God's way of rebuking Brother. All this time Big Brother was too arrogant, even Big Brother stripped off Big Brother's hijab. God wants you to be a better person. Even if it was the housekeeper Sister who took the land certificate, really, her life would not be a blessing because she took what was not her right."

"Sooking is the easiest thing. Try if you're in my position right now. Are you willing to face the fact that your company is bankrupt, your husband is crazy, and now you still have to add my home certificate to be lost taken by that unlucky babuu."

"Maureen's. From the many disasters you have experienced, what lessons have you learned? Everything that is dirty will never last long. Same thing with Fabian's convection. I know, where he got the capital to open the business. He blackmails his former father-in-law who accidentally ran his sister to death. Of course, his efforts were not blessed. That's why his business went bankrupt. I also knew from the beginning that Fabian wanted to be Zura's competitor. He is not willing if his ex-wife is more successful let alone happy. But, what did it get? Envy and malice to Zura in the end just make it destroyed," said the mother.

I fell silent, even with Maureen's sister.

What my mother said was all true. Cause and effect are always closely related. The law of the harvest is in force. What we plant, that's what we'll pick

Brother Maureen or who claimed to be Karmila once took Fabian from me. With Fabian's situation now it's impossible for them to be back together. Even Fabian business that has suffered losses of up to billions of rupiah is likely to be out of business. While anyone will not settle down to live in a house without a certificate. It could be that his house assistant has sold the house to someone and he who enjoys the money from the sale. At any time the house can be taken by its new owner.

Maureen and Fabian are at their lowest point in their lives.

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