My madam, my poison

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The Fabian house.

"My gestational age is now seven months. I want to open a festive celebration in our home" Karmila said between breakfast.

"No need to be festive. Inviting these housing residents alone is enough," Fabian said.

"But I want a baby shower too."

"Didn't the doctor tell you if your baby's gender is male? No need to wear a baby shower."

"This is our first child. I want to impress others."

"Saving is enough. Zura was pregnant when Lyra never really wanted this, that's it, baby shower."

"I don't like comparing me to that woman."

"I don't compare you to him. I just don't like anything excessive" Fabian said.

"I don't want to know. Our seven-monthly prospective child event should be with a baby shower event, period!" Karmila left her plate that had not been completely empty and walked towards her room.

"Why are you so stubborn? Instead of throwing money for things that are not so important, better save the money for your labor costs later."

Fabian deliberately raised his voice to sound up to the room.

"You know, the cost of labor is not small. That is normal too. What if I have to have surgery?"

"I'm going to have a baby shower!" Karmila.

"Bas stubborn!" fabian's Overestimation.

"Zura.Lyra.." - The mother shrieked from her room.

Fabian who was upset because of his debate with Mila was now starting to ignite his anger.   

"What else is it?" ask her in a tone that sounds a little harsh.

"Where's Zura? Mother ka-ka-kangen."

"I've already met Zura and told Mother's circumstances but her response is indifferent. Never mind, I don't have to remember her anymore. He doesn't care about Mom."

"Dz.Lyra...hu...hu...hu…"

"Do you think crying can bring Zura to this house? He's forgotten about Mom" Fabian said.

"Dz.Lyra...hu...hu...hu…"

"Mother is so bad! It's good I want to take care of Mom. It's still fussy! Go alone and wait for your beloved!" mila half shouted.

"Mila! How dare you yell at mom!"

exciting Fabian. Apparently he did not accept the treatment of his wife.

"Your mother did! Troubles again! All this time I've been patient enough. If you really want to stay with Azzura, let it go. I'm tired!"

"So, you don't want to take care of mom?"

"Just send mom to the nursing home so don't bother me anymore. Soon I give birth, I won't be able to take care of two babies at once" Mila said.

"Astaghfirullah's. Have you considered your mother a burden?"

"The reality is so. Mom made me tired physically and mentally."

"If you don't want to take care of your mother anymore, fine. From tomorrow I will pay people to take care of it which means my monthly rations will be reduced."

"It can't be dong Mas. I want my monthly rations to remain intact."

"Where could that be? Who do you think will pay the nurse?"

"Yes, I sent my mother to Zura's house. She would definitely not mind taking care of mom. He won't ask for a wage, will he?"

"Zura now lives in a narrow boarding house. His mother was there too. The place will not be enough if you have to accommodate the mother as well" Fabian said.

"Yes, just send mom to the nursing home, business is done!"

"What would people say if I sent mom to a nursing home? They're gonna think of me as an ungodly child who won't take care of his mother."

"Why should you care what people say? They could only comment without wanting to know what I was feeling. Not necessarily they want to take care of sick people who can only spend time in bed."

"Today I'm going to the foundation to look for a mother nurse. That's the only middle ground for this problem" Fabian said.

"But, Mas, …"

"I went to the office first, it's noon."

"Wouldn't we send mom to, …"

"Assalamu'alaikum."

Karmila scrunched her face as Fabian moved from her mother's room and took her briefcase over the living room couch.

"Never again be rude to you!" fabian exclaimed for a moment before it completely passed from before Mila.

****

"Why are you? Coming around his face was tangled like clothes had not been ironed," said Silvia, the beautiful director when he came to Fabian's room.

"I'm dizzy."

"It must be your wife who's making you dizzy."

"That's how."

"Why is he why else?"

"Mila wants her seven-monthly pregnancy with a baby shower. He also no longer takes care of my mother and asked me to send her to a nursing home" Fabian said.

"Your wife is that anyway? I think she's a submissive wife and a darling of her mother-in-law. But it turns out, …"

"He made my head feel like it was going to break!" 

"Lantas, what action did you take? Are you planning on sending your mother to a nursing home?"

"No, Ma. If I send mom to the orphanage, people will think of me as a bad boy. I don't want anyone to look at me badly. Today I'm planning to go to the foundation to look for a mother's nurse."

"Yes, it looks like it's better" Silvia said.

Suddenly the thirty-year-old woman looked at Fabian's face.

"Pale face. You seem to be too tired" he said.

"Lately I've been pretty preoccupied with office work."

"I understand you've worked hard for this company." Silvia who had been standing in front of the table was now shifting her steps closer towards Fabian.

"Tomorrow I have a business seminar out of town. You want to nemenin me?" 

Fabian swallowed his saliva as Silvia began to play a tie that coiled around his neck. He could see the charming face of his superior from such a close distance. Always well-groomed facial skin, red lips blush, and eye highlight that makes him feel needed. Really testing his faith.

"Ehm, but-but, …"

"But why? I'm afraid to get out of town alone. What if someone did something bad to me in the middle of the road. Are you the heart?"

From the tie, the director's hand turned to Fabian's chest. Really, that gentle touch made his blood flow rustle. His heart beat is starting to become irregular. Wanting to feel evasive, however, it felt unable to resist the warmth.

"Myan, …"

"Yes, Mom."

"How many times have I told you, don't call me mom. I feel so old."

"I-i-iya, Miss Sil-Silvia."

"You know, there are a lot of guys out there vying to get close to me. But, I've never hugged them. There was only one man who made me fall in love. That man is you" Silvia half-whispered.

"Ehm.I am currently Mila's husband. I can't give you any answers."

"I will wait until you officially part with your wife."

Silvia pressed her face against Fabian's chest. He could hear Fabian's heart beating so clearly.

"Myan, …"

"Yes, Mom. Um..Sil-Via."

"Why were we met when you were already the husband of someone? If only you were alone. I'll marry you soon too."

Silvia raised her face. A second later the two sat. For the first time, their lips were completely out of distance. Once again Fabian swallowed his saliva, hoping that no one would pass by so that he would not be provoked into a forbidden scene.

"Ma-ma-af, Via. I have to start working" Fabian said.

"Look easy. I'm the director."

"T-t-but, …"

What Silvia did was beyond Fabian's expectations. For that time the se*si woman actually landed a ci*man on Fabian's lips.

"Astaghfiullah!" Fabian suddenly pushed Silvia's body to make him fall on his chair.

"Why, Bian?"

"Ma-ma-af, Via. We can't do it."

"You don't have to panic like that. The important thing is we don't have sex, do we?"

It seems there was indeed a se*an passing by at that time. Suddenly Silvia pulled the dangling Fabian tie to make her body collapse and hit Silvia's body.

That's when someone entered the room. Of course he was surprised by the sight before him.

"Astaghfirullah's. Mr. Fabian.Bu Silvia. What are you guys doing?" 

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