My madam, my poison
New step
"The prophecy that I thought was a loyal man turned out to be double. He even married another woman secretly."
"So, you're separated?" ask mother.
"It just so happened that a while ago our house burned down. It was also due to his own carelessness. Fortunately God still gave Fabian salvation as well as my mother-in-law. I was in the hospital, while Lyra was with my neighbor."
"Lantas, where's the breng*ek man now?" ask mom again.
"Fabian and my mother-in-law live in the house of her young wife, Karmila. The house was also bought by Fabian without my knowledge" I said.
"Mom was curious about her face. Just see if I meet, mom will definitely abuse him all-out. How dare he hurt my beloved daughter!"
"Mother doesn't have to waste energy just to curse at a man like Fabian. Maybe our soul mate just got here."
"So where are you living now?" ask mother.
"Me and Lyra live in a boarding house not far from the textile industry" I replied.
"You've taken the right attitude. A man like Fabian doesn't deserve a woman like you" she said.
"Mom wouldn't mind, would you, living in a cramped rented house with us? The money I have is just enough to rent a boarding room" I said.
"Mom's really lucky to have a daughter like you, son. Somehow it's my fate if God doesn't bring us together."
Suddenly the eyes of the mother glazed.
A second later, her crying broke out.
"Mom's sorry I ever left you, son. At that time I was really confused how to move on. I left with all your father's possessions. Turns out right, what we get in a dirty way won't last long. Only a few years later all of my mother's possessions were gone. To survive, the mother was forced to become a household by seducing economically established men. Until finally I met Mr. Prayoga. He's different from the men I've approached before."
"Despite knowing Mr. Prayoga, I believe he is a good and sincere man" I said.
"You're right. Yoga is a good man. He wants to accept mother for who she is. But, the only problem is her only daughter, Widya. He seems to hate mom. He didn't approve of our relationship even blatantly opposed it."
"It takes time, Mom. Maybe Widya will not be able to just accept the presence of strangers in her life. If indeed you are a match, God will unite you somehow," I said.
I looked at Lyra who was fast asleep on my mother's lap. So warm and comfortable.
"We're going home now?" my many.
"Let mother carry it."
"But, Mum. I haven't recovered properly."
"Don't worry so. If you only hold a baby as small as Lyra, you still can," said the mother.
After we finished packing the mother's belongings and made our bed, we left the treatment room.
Mom and I just walked out the main door. It was then that a taxi stopped right in the hospital courtyard. Not long after the door opened. I know the passenger well.
"Fatimah…?"
"Assalamu'alaikum, Ra," he said.
"Vaalaikumsalam. You take a taxi. Where's Brother Darren?"
"As usual, he doesn't have time for Anisa. Even though Anisa is sick once, Darren prefers her job."
"Anisa's sick?"
I put the back of my hand on the forehead of the baby who hasn't even turned two weeks.
"Anisa's body is suddenly hot. I had asked Darren to take Anisa for treatment. But he who from the beginning did not like the presence of Anisa of course did not care."
"I understand what it's like to be ignored. Well, most importantly, do not break up in prayer so that God can open the door of your husband's heart" I said.
"Wait on! Looks like you mentioned Darren. Is that Darren, …?" said mother.
"Who is this mother, Ra?" ask Fatimah.
"Oh yeah. This is my mother, Darren's mother too" I replied.
Fatimah then grabbed the mother's hand and kissed her full of reverence.
"My name is Fatimah, Mom. I'm Darren's wife" he said.
"So, this little baby is my grandson too?" ask mother. Fatimah nodded her head.
"Grandmother's granddaughter is beautiful all," said the mother.
Fatimah responded to the remark with a knotty smile on her lips.
"Yes. The doctor let me go home today."
"Alhamdulillah. Sorry, excuse me to go inside first" said Fatimah.
"Let me accompany you" I said.
"No need, Ra. You just take mom home. He has to rest a lot."
"May Anisa get well soon."
"Aamiin's."
"We go home first, Assalamu'alaikum."
"Getishalight."
My mom and I took a taxi that would take us to the boarding house.
"Sorry, yes, Mom. My residence was narrow," I said shortly after we arrived at the boarding house.
Mom smiled.
"It's okay, son. Most importantly, you have a place to live. I'm grateful that God brought us back together" he said.
I'm trying to make mom as comfortable as I can stay with me. One of them is by serving delicious food for him. At first I was happy with the treatment. However, one day my mother found me confused when I saw the contents of my wallet.
"If your money is mediocre, you do not need to cook delicious food often for mom. It's okay to eat food," he said.
"It's okay, Mom. I want to make Mom comfortable living here" I said.
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One week I've been living with me. I was really confused about how to get money to move on until my desire to get back to work.
"Sorry, Mom. If I had to leave Lyra to Mom. I have to have income for us to survive" I said.
"Mom's sorry if my mother's presence here adds to your life's burden."
"Don't say that, Mom. It is the duty of children to glorify their parents" I said.
"Where do you want to work?" ask mother.
"I'm with LR textile factory is opening job vacancies in the tailors section."
"Can you sew?"
"After marriage I worked in a textile factory for about eight years before finally deciding to stop because I was pregnant."
Suddenly the mother's gaze was fixed on an object wrapped in a plastic bag in the corner of the front room.
"That's what, son?" tanyakanya.
"Suturing machine, Mom. I bought it from someone. At that time he needed a fare to return to his hometown."
Mother then opened the package, then checked the contents in it.
"Although a little old-fashioned, but this sewing machine is still quite strong. Instead of working out there, why don't you just open your own business? I see here there is no sewing service. I'm sure, your efforts must be a lot of customers," said the mother.
I paused for a moment, then thought.
"True mother said. By opening my own business, I can have income. I don't have to leave Lyra either" I murmured.
"How, Son? Do you agree with mom's idea?" ask mom
"Yes, Mom. But, …"
"But why, son?"
"Every business needs capital. Where did I get that capital?" my many.
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