My madam, my poison

Heartbreaker

Arriving at home.

Mom was shocked and surprised when she found me coming home with a bandage cloth hand wrapped. Lyra even cried so scared of him.

"Mom's hand why?" tanyakanya.

"Oh, it's okay, honey. Just a little accident," I said.

"If it were a minor accident, it would be impossible for your hands to be bandaged so."

"Ehm .. Nak Keenan. What really happened to Zura? You met him, didn't you?" asked Keenan, who was in the living room at the time.

"Ehm .. Zura's hand blistered from accidentally being doused in hot food sauce at the cafe."

"Astaghfirullahaldzim! So, what about his hands? Is the wound serious?"

"It's nothing to worry about, Zura's already getting first aid at the clinic. God willing, his wounds will soon heal. But the doctor suggested that the wound should not be exposed to water. To have a temporary sanctification can be by roosting," explained Keenan.

"Thank God, then" said the mother.

"Mommy's hand is okay, isn't it, Uncle?" Lyra chimed in."

"It's okay, honey. Soon your mother will be healed."

"Thank you, Uncle. I've taken mom home."

"Yes, Honey. Yes, uncle go home first."

"Be careful, Uncle."

"Assalamualaik."

"Wa'aalaikumsalam."

"How did you get that food?" ask mom a moment after Keenan passed.

"I accidentally collided with a cafe waiter as he was about to serve a fruitful meal to one of the visitors."

"If you get seriously injured, you have to sue the cafe" said the mother.

"God willing I'm okay, Mom. Besides, I've been getting treatment from the doctor," I said.

"Oh yeah, where's Fina?" my many.

"Fina hasn't come home yet."

"Normally at this hour he's home. Nor did he say he was going home late."

"Yes, try calling him. Maybe he's got extra college hours."

"Darling, please get my mother's phone in the bag" I said. The state of my right hand being injured makes it a little difficult to unzip my bag.

Lyra according. He took my phone from my bag. I hurried to call my daughter's number.

The connecting tone was indeed heard, but Fina did not answer my call.

"Assalamualaikum," said Fina who was already standing in the doorway.

"Wa'aalaikumsalam's chat. Thank God, you finally came home too, son," I said.

"Mom's hand why?" tanyakanya.

"It's okay, son. Just a little accident."

"Well, I'll go to the room first."

I don't know why I feel Fina's face is so moody. I also decided to go to her room.

"Just go in, Mom. The door is not locked" said Fina.

"What makes you moody, son?" my many.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm just getting tired of my college work piling up."

I put on a thin smile.

"You may be able to lie to others, but not to your mother" I said.

"I'm fine, Mom."

"Mom knows you're hiding something."

"Rizal .. Ma'am. Rizal, …"

"Had you guessed, there must be something that made you moody. What did Rizal do to make you this way?"

"I've known why lately

he rarely goes to college."

"Why does Rizal rarely go to college? Is he busy?" manya curious.

"Yes, he's busy with his girlfriend."

"Daughter?"

"I saw with my own eyes he was alone with a girl in the garden."

"It's not necessarily the girl's boyfriend. He could be just his friend."

"Is feeding each other ice cream you could say their relationship is just an ordinary friend? I even saw them kissing each other."

"Astaghfirullahaldzim says. Is that brave Rizal making out in a public place?"

"It is, Mom."

"Do you know the girl Rizal was with?"

"No, Ma. I've never seen him at all. But I'm sure the girl he was with must be the girl Pure Ma told me about yesterday.

"Mom knows how you feel. You do admire Rizal, maybe even like him. But you know, right, what is the law of making out with the opposite sex that is not our legal partner? It approaches zinaa and it is clearly written in the Qur'an which means

"And do not approach Zinaa". Mother believes this beautiful daughter of mother will not violate what her Lord forbids. Until here you understand, right," I said while gently rubbing her hair. "Can you ask me something?" tanyaku later.

Fina nodded her head.

"Of course you want to have a good husband, don't you?"

Once again my adopted daughter nodded her head.

"Do you think Rizal is the man you deserve to be a priest and father to your children?" ask again.

"It's not the man I want to be my next door" Fina said.

"So, why are you sad and moody just because of Rizal? A girl like you is too precious to a man like her."

"Thank you, Mom. I've opened my mind if Rizal isn't a good man to me. Maybe from now on I'll try to forget it."

"Thank God, if you understand mother's words."

"Mom is indeed the best mother in the world" said Fina who I responded with a smile on the lips.

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