My madam, my poison

The miracle exists

I pulled Mila's arm. Even though our relationship wasn't so good, I still had some pity. Especially the innocent creatures that are now growing in her womb. Instead of being grateful, he quickly kept his distance from me as if he was disgusted to be close to me.

"Are you okay, Mila?" my many.

"You helped me just to look good in front of them, didn't you?" my many.

"Mother this is so strange. Instead of thanking you for being helped, even angry. If this mother hadn't pulled Mom's hand, she would have fallen. Mother's content can be okay," said the cashier.

"Here again, follow along," muttered Mila.

"That doesn't need help, ma'am." The cashier turned her eyes to me.

"I'm looking for shopping in this store. Bad service!" exclaim Mila.

"Not his bad service, but your morals are minus." The woman who had quarreled with Mila chimed in.

"Just look if we meet somewhere else. I'll embarrass you!" threaten Mila who actually made the hijab woman chuckle.

"I'm surprised. Her husband is handsome, who wants to marry a model like this" she said again.

"What do you know about my husband 'uh?"

Sorry, Madam. Now I beg you to leave my shop. I don't want your presence to interfere with the comfort of other customers" said Mr Prayoga.

"This mother should have been expelled, not me" Mila protested.

"Please leave this place, the exit is over there," said Mr. Prayoga as he pointed his index finger at the door.

"I've been shopping at this store!" exclaim Mila. He also left the shop.

I really massaged her chest with her behavior.

"Sorry, it seems like Nak Zura knows the mother" said Mr. Prayoga shortly after Mila passed.

"I-i-iya, sir. He is my friend" I said. Mr. Prayoga nodded in understanding.

"Oh yeah. From this store, I went straight to the hospital. Does Zura want you to go there with me?" said mr Prayoga.

"Ehm, ..no need, sir. I can take a taxi" I said.

"From taking a taxi, just buzzing with my car. Faster than having to wait for a cab."

"I don't feel good always bothering you."

"I don't feel bothered at all. If Nak Zura wants to, we leave now" said Mr Prayoga. I, who had been hesitating, finally nodded in agreement. We both headed to the hospital.

"How's Sabrina doing, Doc?" ask Mr. Prayoga to the doctor who handles the mother.

"The patient is still unconscious from his coma. I suggest that the person closest to the patient interact with him" the doctor said.

"What do you mean by doctor?" my many.

"Maybe his family can invite him to a chat. I believe, even though the patient is now in the subconscious, the patient can still hear the sounds around him," explained the doctor.

"If Nak Zura wants to go inside, Lyra let me. I will take him for a walk in the park" said Mr Prayoga.

"Sorry to bother" I said.

Mr. Prayoga then took over Lyra from my sling.

A second later my steps again swung towards the mother's nursery.

I looked at the face of the woman I loved so much. Of course, the face of the mother is much different from the mother who used to be. His face that used to always look tight and well-groomed, now looks thin and dull. 

Kuraih one of his hands then I hold tight. It was this hand that sincerely took care of me when I was a child. It was also this hand that held my hand as I learned to walk.

"Mother.please wake up. I want us to regroup like we used to. Oh yes, Mum. Darren is still alive. He was married and his wife Fatimah had just given birth to a baby girl. Her name is Anisa" I said half a whisper.

Mom's not budging. It seems he did not respond to my words.

"I also have a daughter, her name is Lyra. Don't you want to carry her?" 

Suddenly my eyes warmed up. The warm circle was without permission to drip just so wet my cheeks.

"Wake up, Mom. Don't frighten me" I said, clutching her body.

That's when the miracle happened. I saw my fingers moving slowly. A moment later I heard him speak softly.

I didn't hear wrong, did I? The doctor-tested mother had dissociative amnesia, suddenly calling my name.

"Yes, Mom. It's me, Azzura. Thankfully, God has finally restored Mother's memory" I said.

"I'm sorry, son. I've abandoned you" said the mother in a voice that still sounded weak.

"Without apologizing, I've forgiven you" I said.

"You look more and more beautiful in that shirt, son," she said.

Waitaminute! Didn't the accident also cause mom to lose her eyesight? So why did he praise my appearance?

"Mother..Why can you see me?" my many.

The woman I called the mother nodded her head.

Allahuahbar. God really showed us his miracles. What is considered impossible for man is easy for Him.

"Mom, what really happened to Mom? Who was the man who was in the car with Mom when the accident happened?"

"Mom is sorry" said mother.

"Did you remember everything?" my many.

"The man who was with his mother in the car was named Roni. She-she is the second girlfriend of the mother. We're in a relationship behind Mr. Prayoga."

"Huh?"

I quickly closed my gaping mouth. Apparently Roni who was killed in the accident was the girlfriend of the mother too. And Mr. Prayoga doesn't know it in the least.

"Pak Prayoga is so good. Why is Mom doing that to him?"

"When with Roni who is also the nephew of Mr. Prayoga, my mother felt young again. Although I knew, he was married and soon his wife gave birth."

"Mother is also female.  Why would you bother a married man?"

"Eitherway. I can't fight that feeling. Even though I love Prayoga too. But, I promise, I will end our forbidden relationship soon. I want Roni to be happy with her family" said the mother.

"Mom doesn't need to end Mom's relationship with that guy named Roni."

"What do you mean, son?"

"God has separated your relationship."

"So, Roni, …"

"Roni died at the scene of the accident" I said. She smothered her mouth with one of her hands.

"It turns out that God had rebuked my mother with the accident. From today I promise to be loyal to Mr. Prayoga" said the mother.

"Pak Prayoga is now also in this hospital. He's the one who's covering the entire cost of Mom's hospital."

"Mommy regrets betraying a man as well as herself" said the mother.

"Easy, Mom. There is no point in blaming yourself. The most important thing is that I want to admit my mistakes and improve myself" I said.

"Where is Prayoga now? ask mother.

"He's taking Lyra to the park."

"Who's Lyra?"

"Lyra is my only daughter. He's only been three months."

"So, you're married? Where do you live now?" ask the curious mother.

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