99 Love for You
Season 3 - Part 23
-Jogjakarta
Radit was sipping coffee in a cafe after a meeting with his client. He plans to expand his business in a city full of memories for him and his wife. And also his wife's family some live in this student city.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Mr. CEO." a man patted Radit on the shoulder.
Radit was silent and looked at the man wearing a cocoa shirt complete with sarong and pecinya. Radit squinted his eyes trying to remember who this man was.
"The greeting was not answered first, sir." said the man again.
"Eh, yes, Wa'alaikumsalam. Sorry, who are you?" ask Radit.
"Hey, buddy... Did you forget about me?"
Radit tried to remember who the man in front of him was.
"Oh my goodness, Archan?" Radit recognized the man after the man took off his kiss.
"Archan the head of the ises!" peekik Radit's.
"Hahaha, you remember! How you doing, bro? I heard you live in Jakarta, why are you here?"
"I'm on business here. You alone? I heard you live abroad."
"I don't live abroad. I studied there. I just got back after finishing my S3 studies."
"Masha God, you're so great. It has always been about education. Where did you go to college?"
"I went to college in Cairo, Egypt."
"Masha Allah, the complete package yes. Already handsome, sholeh, smart, aaah aa again attached to you. Surely you got a wife who is also sholeha?"
"Umm, for that one thing... I haven't even thought about it."
"Eh? How are you? Where is there a woman who will reject you."
"Hmm, that's it." Archan scratched his non-itchy nape.
"What are your plans after this? Are you going to continue to take care of Abahmu's boarding school?"
"Hmm, I don't know yet. I want to work on my own ability. Does this successful CEO have a vacancy for me?"
"Hey, I can't even afford the salary of an S3 graduate like you."
"Haha. I'm not asking for a big salary. As long as I can provide for my life, that is enough. But, everything needs a process. There's no way I'd suddenly get a big paycheck if my job was a mess."
"Yes too. I like your style, chief osis."
They laugh together too.
"Oh yeah, how are you guys? I heard you married a friend of ours too." asked Archan.
"Yes, right. Nadine. Do you remember?"
"Yes. You are my favorite couple now. Right?"
"Well, how do you know?"
"I've read online news about you as well Nadine. Then... How about the news... The cecilia?"
"Hey, why are you suddenly asking about Cecilia. Don't fuck around. She's now my best friend's wife."
"Eh?"Archan was surprised.
"You must have heard the news of Cecilia's divorce. But now she's married again."
"Ah, so it is..." There was a look of disappointment on Archan's face.
"So how? You still want to work for my company? But that means you have to move to Jakarta, bro."
"Hmm can too. I like to walk like you. I'm tired of asking when to get married."
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- Humming
It has been three days Rangga went to Jogja for work reasons. Cecilia also took advantage of that time to visit alternative treatments suggested by Alvian.
He went there alone and was not accompanied by anyone. He didn't want people to know what he was doing.
Ceu Nanah gave therapy to Cecilia and also medicinal herbs for her. Ceu Nanah said if there is still a possibility Cecilia can get pregnant, even if a little.
But Ceu Nanah convinced Cecil not to give up easily and always pray to God. For Allah alone can do wonders in every sorrow.
Cecilia stopped by a place to eat after therapy. His stomach asks for fill after doing therapy for an hour.
"Cecilia..." Someone greeted Cecilia.
"Eh? Ishmael?" Cecilia rounded her eyes.
"It turns out you were right. What are you doing in Bandung?"
"Eh? L'm.... I'm just.... Just visiting..." Cecilia forced her smile.
"You alone?" Ishmael looked the other way and did not find Rangga or anyone there.
"Yes. I'm alone. You're on a break, aren't you?"
"Hu 'um. I used to come here for lunch. Because the food is so good."
"How's Hana doing?" ask Cecil to reduce the awkwardness between them.
"Hana's good. How's Mom doing?"
Cecilia's face changed instantly when she remembered her mother who was still angry with her. And also the words of his mother who said if he missed Ishmael.
"Mothers... Missing you, Ismail." said Cecil in a sad tone.
"Eh? What's up, Cil? Did something happen between you and mom?"
Ismail could always tell the anxiety Cecil was feeling. Ismail is sensitive. Because he's a cop.
Somehow clear circles flow without cue from the corner of Cecil's eye. It is undeniable that he misses the figure of Ismail who always understands and understands himself.
"Can I trust you?"
As if repeating the past, the question back Cecil catapulted to Ismail.
"Sure. You can always trust me." replied Ismail with a smile.
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#connects...
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*Mamak added his character in season 3 to add to the fanfare of this story. Hope you guys still like it!
Don't forget his support for Cecilia.😊😊
Thank you 🙏🙏