My madam, my poison

My madam, my poison
Not just a dream



I was just laying my body on the bed when suddenly my phone rang. Huh! Keenan called!


How'this? Why should I panic. I breathe to reduce my nervousness.


[Hello, Assalamu'alaikum]


[Oral-alilumsalam.]


[Zura? Do you call your voice that?]


[Oh, it's okay. What's calling me these nights?]


[There's something important I need to say]


This chest is beating fast, what important thing is he willing to say? Does he want .. Zura! Don't be crazy like this! So panicked without me realizing I actually pressed the red button on my phone screen. The phone connection was also cut off.


Not wanting Keenan to misunderstand, I rushed to contact him.


[Hello]


Hello, why was it turned off?]


[Ehm .. ma-ma-af, I accidentally pressed the end button]


[There's something important I need to tell you]


Ply .. Ken. Not now. I could faint. Why did I go to GR-an like this! 


[What is important?]


[It's about Luna]


I let out a sigh of relief despite the disappointment that the important thing was that he was not the one who wanted to express his feelings to me.


[Why Luna?]


[I heard from mom if just a moment ago that Luna was secretly following you all the way to the tomb and trying to attack you. Is that really so?]


[Yes, he doesn't seem to accept the fact that Gibran is dead. He accused me of being the unlucky bearer who caused his death when my mother and I told him that Gibran died at the hands of the robbers]


[That's why I told you to be more careful.]


[That's all you want to say?]


[What do you mean?]


[Ti-ti-no. I mean is there anything else you want to say?]


"It seems that's all. Ehm .. By the way where do you want to vacation?]


[I'm not the one who wants a vacation. I bought a ticket for Darren's birthday gift]


[Oh, where do you think you're going on vacation]


[You're getting more familiar with Pinkan]


[Yes, that's it. From childhood we were close. Why why?]


[Ah, it's okay]


[Is Lyra asleep?]


[Yes, he never sleeps past nine o'clock in the night]


[Yes, good night and good rest, may you have a good dream, Assalamu'alaikum]


[Wa'aalaikumsalam]


Just having a good night is good not to play. Why I became rich ABG this way!


I put my phone on the lazy and then I lay my body on the bed, drowsiness began to attack Nerves that felt tight even slowly began to relax until I finally really fell asleep.


I was sitting on a park bench tidying up Lyra's hair. It was then that someone suddenly greeted us.


"Assalamualaikum, Egypt ..Lyra."


"Wa'aalaikumsalam." I also looked towards that voice.


"Uncle misses you too, dear. Uncle's place is now in the park 


beautiful and broad."


"Lyra can go there, right?"


"No way, darling. If you go with uncle, who will accompany your mother?"


From Lyra Gibran's view turned to me.


"How are you?" tanyakanya.


"Alhamdulillah, fine."


"I hope you're more careful."


"What do you mean?"


"You're going to have a pretty serious problem. But take it easy there is someone who is always sincere in helping you. With him you will be able to face any problems."


"Who are you referring to?"


Gibran reviewed the smile.


"You and Lyra knew him, even knew him very well."


"Who is that guy?"


"Sorry, I have to go."


"Where is Uncle Gibran going?" ask Lyra.


"Uncle must return to uncle's house. You want to promise my uncle to be a good boy and always make my mom smile?" 


"Yes, Uncle. I promise."


"Smart kid" Gibran said. He then landed a soft kiss on Lyra's forehead.


"I'll go first, take good care of yourself."


"Wait on! You haven't answered my question!" I cried as Gibran began to move from before us. Again he just smiled thinly.


"Assalamualaik."


"Gibrans! Gibran! Wait!"


"Mother! Mother why?!"I was shocked when someone shook my body.


Astarghfirullahaldzim aposchich. Apparently Gibran came to me in a dream.


"Mom drink first." Fina grabbed the glass of water on the table and gave it to me. I sipped it until it was gone.


"Dream mom found Gibran?" asked Fina while wiping the sweat that was soaking my forehead.


I nodded my head in response.


"Maybe not a nightmare."


"Whether it's a nightmare or not, but in the dream Gibran advised me to be more careful because I would face quite severe problems even though he said I did not have to worry because there was someone who would always be with me."


"Did Gibran say who it was?"


"Gibran didn't mention his name, he just said that the man was so close to me and with Lyra."


"I'm sure it wasn't just a dream, it was a clue."


"Hint?"


"Yes, I think the person referred to by Gibran was none other than his own brother, mas Keenan."


The mood was silent for a moment.


"How did you feel about Mas Keenan?" asked the troubled Fina to make me confused.


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