My madam, my poison

Love story's'

"Wet Mommy clothes. Just put on my jacket."

The man named Fabian took off his jacket and put it on my back. I don't know why this heart feels so warm. This is the first time I've been treated so sweetly by a man. My heart rate that was normal suddenly beat several times faster than before. Is this what you call falling in love at first sight?

"Strong grip yes, Ma'am," he said shortly after I hugged his motorcycle.

I feel reluctant to choose to hold on to the iron that is on the back of the motorcycle seat. 

When in the middle of the journey, I was shocked and almost toppled.

"And I told you, hold." 

"But, um, …"

I could only give up when suddenly Fabian grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his waist. 

"The right hold" he said.

I was embarrassed half to death even though this heart was actually smiling happily. 

After fifteen minutes of travel, we arrived at a house. Although not so big, the house looks quite beautiful with a flower garden on the front.

"Tomorrow until this night, Lhe(Thole),"

said a middle-aged woman shortly after Fabian entered the living room.

"Yes, Mom. There was a little problem."

"What problem, Lhe?"

"I help people who are bitten by crocodiles."

"Astaghfiullah! Continue how? Is he hurt bad?"

"His leg was badly injured. I brought her home because she had no place to live. The house is on fire" Fabian explained.

"The real misfortune. Where is he now?"

"Come in, Ma'am," said Fabian.

With my face down I put my feet into the living room. The middle-aged woman then observed my appearance.

"Your clothes are wet, Nduk. If not, you can catch a cold later. Wait a minute, I'll get you a change of clothes for Amira. It must fit right in your body" he said as he passed from the living room and walked towards a room.

"Sorry, Mom. Distracting," I said.

The woman smiled.

"No, no Nduk. I happen to have a girl your age."

Not long after he returned to the living room with a piece of long-sleeved t-shirt and a piece of long skirt. Of course, the clothes were a little strange to me because all this time I was always dressed openly and required to show my curves.

"Be used first, Nduk. The bathroom's inside near the kitchen."

I changed my clothes and went back to the living room. 

"Alhamdulillah, if it's right," said the mother.

Not long ago a girl of my age appeared from inside the room.

"There was a guest, apparently" he said. He walked up to me and sat right in front of me.

I nodded my head and smiled at him.

"I borrowed his shirt, Ma'am," I said.

"No need to call mbak, looks like we're the same age. My name is Amira. What's your name?"

"Azzura."

"A beautiful name" he said.

"I heard from Fabian earlier that you were bitten by a crocodile. How does it tell you you can get bitten by a crocodile?"

"Ehm.ehm. Then jump into the river."

Suddenly his eyes were on the part of my feet that was still covered in blood.

"The injury was quite severe, I treated it first" he said. He left the living room and went back into his room to take red medicine and cassa cloth to treat my wounds.

"I thank you for Mr. Fabian's help" I said, which made the two women in the room chuckle.

"Mas Bian is not married yet. Don't call him father" protested Amira.

"Thank God" I said spontaneously.

"What did you say just now?" ask Amira.

"Ti-ti-no. Sorry, I didn't know Fabian was single." I lowered my face. I hope they don't realize that my face suddenly blushes.

"Ehm, Mom. I'll go home first. I borrow the clothes first, I return them sometimes," I said as I moved from my seat.

"Where is Zura going? Doesn't Nak Zura have no place to live?" ask bu Kinanti.

"I-I can sleep anywhere, Mom," I said.

"Son Zura is a girl. It's too dangerous to be out there all night. Moreover, Nak Zura said himself chased after people. What if that guy's still looking for you?"

"Mother's right. Tonight you stay at this house. You can sleep in my room. My bed is fit for two." Amira chiming.

"But, um, …"

"Already, Nduk. Just stay here last night. Another problem we think about tomorrow" said Bu Kinanti.

Suddenly a sense of haru bursting filled my chest cavity. God is so good at meeting people as good as them. 

"Why are you crying?" amira asked when she found me wiping the clear circle from the corner of my eye.

"I'm happy to be reunited with people as good as you," I said.

"Everyone should help each other. We never know when and where the disaster comes to us" said the mother.

I responded with a smile on my lips.

Since that night I've been living in Fabian's house. Kinanti and Amira's mother always forbade me when I wanted to leave their home. From the two women I learned the science of religion and how to wear the right Muslim clothes. In the presence of the citizens they always say that I am their relative. However, there is no perfect lie. Who knows who the provocation is, that afternoon suddenly residents crowded into Fabian's house. They suspected that I was not a relative of the Fabian family, but only a stranger whom Fabian helped. They gave me two choices. Married Fabian, or left their home. I who from the beginning had admired Fabian, did not mind if I had to marry him. Especially in my eyes Fabian is a good man, alim, family loving and hardworking. His job was an employee in one of the textile factories.

"We'll give it until tomorrow. Azzura's brother has the first choice or the second choice" said one resident before leaving the Fabian family home.

"How, Lhe? Are you willing to marry nak Zura?" ask Bu Kinanti to Fabian.

Fabian's answer was unexpected.

"Actually.ehm, I harbored feelings for Zura," he replied.

"Lantas, what about Nak Zura himself?" ask Bu Kinanti.

"Regardless of me who once said if a man saved me when from a crocodile that shivered me that night, I actually harbored a feeling of admiration for Fabian," I said.

"Alhamdulillah. If you really love each other, you will marry without coercion" said the mother.

Finally, on one day exactly on 20-12-2012, Fabian and I were officially married.

*flashback off*

"How is your life now? After you become a real person, your life is happy, right? ask mom Lucy.

"Ehm, I-I, …"

"When you look at your face, you seem to be in a lot of trouble. Are you having financial or family problems? Or maybe your husband cheated? Or... does he have a young wife?" ask Lucy's mom full of probes.

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