My madam, my poison

An unwanted meeting

Today I decided to visit the house of Fatimah who is none other than my sister's wife, Darren. I purposely came during the day when Darren's brother was out of the house for work.

"You've come, didn't you tell me first, Ra? I can cook or make a snack for you" said Fatimah shortly after I entered the living room.

"I came here because I missed Anisa, not to ask for food or snacks."

"So I'm not good. I only cooked a little bit this morning."

"No more talking about food. Where is Anisa?" 

"Just full suckling, keep sleeping. Anisa if night is up late, when noon is sleeping."

I smile.

"Lyra used to be. But, if we sincerely run it, God willing we are tired we will be a blessing," I said.

"Aamiin's."

"Oh yeah. What about Darren? Is he still being indifferent to Anisa?" my many.

"That's, Ra. Darren doesn't care about Anisa at all. He never helped me take care of it. I stayed up alone at night too. Look, my eyes are like panda eyes."

"You must not break up praying, begging God to open your husband's eyes. He wants to accept and love Anisa with all his heart like a father who loves his child" I said. Fatimah nodded in understanding.

"Sit down, Ra. I made you a drink" said Fatimah.

"Not bother. Who is rich." 

"It's just water, it's there."

Fatimah got up from the living room and walked towards the kitchen. Not long after he returned with a cup of warm tea with his saucer.

"Oh yeah. How's your mother doing?" he asked me while sitting right next to me.

"Mother is still in a lot of pain in her head, especially if she thinks of something heavy enough."

"So, is your mother alone in the hospital?" ask Fatimah.

"There's someone looking after me."

"Who?"

"The name is Mbok Sumi."

"Sumi's mom who's Ra?"

I took a breath before telling my old friend who had now become my sister-in-law.

"Look. The other day when I went to the hospital, I saw a man in my mother's nursery. She's feeding mom lunch."

"Who is that man, Ra?" ask Fatimah curiously.

"His name is Mr. Prayoga, he claims to be the mother's male friend."

"You mean, Mr Prayoga is your mother's boyfriend?"

"You could say so. Their relationship is long enough, even Mr. Prayoga plans to propose to mother in the near future. Because of this incident Mr. Prayoga was forced to postpone."

"Keep, what's the relationship between Sumi and Prayoga? Why is he taking care of your mother in the hospital?"

"Mbok Sumi is one of Mr. Prayoga's friends. He used to be a tailor. But he had to stop because his eyesight began to have problems. From then on he accepted any job including when Mr. Prayoga paid him to look after his mother in the hospital. Mr. Prayoga will also cover all of the mother's medical expenses."

"God, it's good, a lot more money. I was curious to see his face" said Fatimah.

"Don't. You'll have a crush later," I joke.

"What a handsome Prayoga sir, is it, Ra?"

"It must be handsome. He was a man too" I said, which upset Fatimah.

"I don't mind if indeed Mr. Prayoga and mother are married. Looks like he's a sincere and loyal man."

"Afiah is not like your husband" said Fatimah. 

"Oek.uk…" 

Fatimah quickly moved from her seat when suddenly the sound of Anisa's crying came from inside the room.

"Wait a minute, Anisa's up."

I got out of my seat and walked to his room.

"Ouch!" 

"Anisa's opaque is over."

"Want to?"

"You wait here. I went to the supermarket and bought diapers. The supermarket isn't far away."

"Are you sure you want to take one-week-old Anisa out of the house in broad daylight like this?"

"Why indeed?"

"You're home. Let me go to the supermarket."

"But, Ra, …"

"It's okay. Pity Anisa if it gets hot air," I said.

"I'm sorry, Ra. Inconveniencing. You know where the supermarket is?" asked Fatimah while giving me a hundred thousand pieces of money.

"Know. Especially the needs of Anisa who runs out? Let me buy you."

"Ehm. All the oil."

"I'll go first."

"Be careful."

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalight."

The location of the supermarket from Fatimah's house is about 2 kilo meters. In just a few minutes, the city transportation that I boarded arrived at the supermarket. From my seat I could see a snaking line at the cashier. I thought shopping here would take so long. I finally decided to shop at another store. 

"Why don't you come down, Mom?" ask the taxi driver who found me not getting out of the passenger seat.

"long queue. Let's go to another store, sir," I said.

"Good, Mom."

The distance of the second supermarket is not so far from the first supermarket. It's only about five minutes drive. This supermarket is bigger than the supermarket. I had to take the elevator to get to the baby supply store.

I just found out that on the second floor of the supermarket there was a pharmacy too. As I passed by the pharmacy it was accidentally that my ears caught a buyer's chat with a pharmacist.

"A pack of contrast tools*psi," he said.

Waitaminute! It seems that voice is not foreign to me.

I stopped my steps. At the same time, the buyer looked at me. Sure enough, that buyer was someone I knew so well. More precisely someone from my dark past.

"Azzura?"

"Ma-ma-ma Lucy?"

The woman who just ordered a pack of contrast*psi tools was Mama Lucy. Owner of the nightlife that was once where I worked. Long before I met Fabian. The man who then led me on the way back to my Lord.

"Still your life?" ketus tanyanya.

"Thank God, God is still breathing for me" I replied.

"Ckckkck."

"God has led me on the way back to my Lord."

"Squeals! Women don't know they're lucky! If not for my services, you used to die of hunger," said the woman with thick makeup. 

"I never forgot Mama Lucy's services. But sorry, if I finally left the club that night. I don't want to sell my body to a man. I worked in that place not to sell my body, but just to earn an income in order to survive."

"Omong empty! You have made me disappointed and ashamed. I swear you will never be happy for the rest of your life!"

"Astaghfirullah's. It's not good to cuss people. Bad prayers for others can turn on us" I said.

"Just keep talking. You are a woman who does not know how to return!"

I don't know why that word sounds so painful. My memory suddenly returned to my bitter and dark past…

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