My madam, my poison

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"Who's the contact's name?" I repeated my question.

"Wid.Wid. Her name is Widya."

Widyah? The name is no stranger to me. Nor can I just guess if the name Widya who just mentioned Fatimah is Widya the biological daughter of Mr. Prayoga. In this world Widya's name is not just one, is it? It could be the same name.

"Ehm...are you sure Darren's brother and Widya's contact have a special relationship? Widya could be one of the students at the campus where Darren teaches. "

"If Widya is just a regular student, why does she often call Darren after midnight? Mas Darren doesn't seem to be lazy to answer his phone."

"You know, Darren's work is a lecturer. He couldn't possibly be indifferent to his students who might ask for guidance from him. Never mind, you don't think. I'm sure Darren won't have the heart to do that to you" I said.

"I have to know who Widya is" Fatimah said.

"May your fear not be proved" I said, clasping his hand.

Suddenly Lyra who was in my arms was crying.

"It looks like Lyra was getting bathed" I said.

"Thank you, Ra."

"Thank you for what?"

"I feel better after sharing with you."

"I also feel the burden on my mind a little less," I said.

"Until we meet again, dear Lyra," said Fatimah as she waved her hand at us.

"Until we meet again, Aunt Fatimah" I said.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalight."

Fatimah and I left the park. 

*****

That night I went to my mother's room to take her to dinner. I saw him pacing back and forth while holding a plastic bag that had no idea what it was.

"Evening is ready, ma'am," I said.

"You're just a surprise. Can't you knock on the door before you get in?" gerrutu annoyed. He quickly put the black plastic bag into the dresser drawer.

"It seems like Mom is confused. Is there something that's bothering you?"

"Nothing."

"What is that, Mom?" ask me while pointing my index finger at the dresser.

"It's nothing. You came to this room to take mom to dinner, didn't you? Yes already. We're going to the dining table now. I was hungry" said the mother, encouraging me to leave her room. 

Seconds later we were already sitting face to face at the dining table. While Lyra was only half an hour ago I put her to bed.

We kept quiet, only the sound of plates and spoons clashing.

"Mom. Are you sure you want to marry Prayoga?" I break the silence.

"Why do you ask that?"

"Mom'll know for yourself, Widya is strongly against your relationship. I'm afraid if you get married, there'll be a lot of trouble."

"It's not so, Mom. I'm just worried about Mom. Although I just heard her voice over the phone, I could tell Widya was a haughty and rude girl. People with that nature will do various ways for their desires to be achieved."

"What do you mean, you're talking like that?"

"I'm just afraid Widya's reckless."

"You don't have to be that scared. Widya is just a snot. She's a little business for mom."

"Mother don't underestimate Widya. She is the only daughter of Mr. Prayoga. It could be that Mr. Prayoga prefers him over others."

"ah! You just made my appetite disappear!" exclaimed mother as she moved from her seat.

"Where are you going? Finish the food first" I said.

"Mom's full of your talk!" 

She left the dining table and went back into her room.

Next morning.

The clock shows at four in the morning. I woke up because my stomach felt so hot. I hurried out of my room and walked to the bathroom. I was surprised when I opened the door of the small room because the door was locked from the inside.

"Mom... What is Mom inside?" ask me from outside the door.

"Yes. Just a minute."

My stomach is getting wrapped around me, I'm forced to knock on that bathroom door.

"You're not so impatient!"

"Sorry, Mom. My stomach is heartburn" I said.

Not long after the door opened. Without wasting any more time I rushed into the restroom.

About ten minutes later I came out of the bathroom. The mother I thought continued her sleep, apparently still pacing in front of her room.

"From last night I looked so agitated. What's the matter, Mom?" my many.

"Ti-ti-it's okay. I just can't sleep back."

"Yes, we are ready for the morning prayer."

"Ehm mothers, …"

"Why, Mom?"

Suddenly something fell out of the back pocket of mom's pants.

"What's this, Mom?" my many.

"Ehm it's-it's, …"

I quickly took the little thing off the floor. I was flabbergasted when I found out it was a pregnancy test.

"Astaghfiullah! Mommy?"

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