99 Love for You
Season 3 - Part 24

Cecilia has returned to Jakarta, more precisely to her home with Rangga. A house that feels lonely because now there is only him. Rangga is still on his business trip. Even during these three days Rangga had not contacted him.

"Do I have to call her first?" muttered Cecil while looking at his blackened phone screen.

His heart was already a little relieved after telling Ismail. Hopefully what he did was not a mistake. Really he just wanted to share his burden a little so that it does not feel too heavy.

Even her own mother could not support her. To whom should Cecil share the burden if not on his beloved friend?

Before laying down on the bed, do not forget he drank the herbs he got from Ceu Nanah. He hopes this is the way from God so that he and Rangga can have offspring.

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-Jogjakarta

Isma looked at her son who had been moody ever since coming to the cottage. He could not bear to see his beloved son slumped again like that.

Isma approached Rangga and patted his shoulder.

"Son, we're praying tonight with yuk!" bring Isma.

"It's midnight and you haven't slept. Wouldn't it be better if you took ablution and faced the Khalik. Insha Allah, there will be an answer from your disobedience." continued Isma.

Rangga smiled at Isma. He also nodded.

And they ended up together with the santri performing Tahajjud prayers together. It was already a routine activity at the cottage.

Rangga felt his soul more calm. Truly all this time he has neglected this heart-soothing activity. He was too tired with the worldly and often forget that waking up in the middle of the night is very soothing to the heart and soul.

After performing the evening prayer, the santri recite the verses of the Quran until dawn. The Rangga also dissolves in the chanting of the verses of Allah.

I could not feel her tears flowing down her cheeks. He felt very small before his Creator. He was already down for just one test in his life. He felt sorry for himself.

In the morning, Isma prepared breakfast for her family to help Rosida. Isma smiled happily because she saw Rangga already look radiant. Wearing a cocoa shirt, sarong and peci, his face was very handsome and dashing.

"Duh, Umi's son is brave." praise Isma while caressing Rangga's face.

There was a tickling feeling in Ros' heart when he saw Rangga. His feelings for Rangga have not completely faded. But as much as possible, he will pull it off. In his heart he felt that he would not be able to have a poor husband like Rangga. Because according to him, actually married people are because to multiply the descendants of the Apostles. And Rangga is lacking in that.

"Mas, eat first. This is Ros cook a typical Jogja gudeg." said Ros approached Rangga.

"Hmm, thank you, Ros. It seems so good." Rangga replied with a smile. His attitude towards Ros is now as warm as ever. They are still brothers, though only stepsisters.

"Mmm, this is so good, Ros. Can you make a lot for souvenirs in Jakarta?" said Rangga shortly after feeding rice and vegetables typical of Jogja gudeg into his mouth.

Ros and Isma looked at each other. "Of course, Mas. Ros will make for the gift of Mbak Cecil and Sheila" replied Ros.

Rangga ate with gourmand. During this time he rarely tasted sweet food typical Jogja this. Because he thought he didn't like young jackfruit. But it turns out that after being processed by Ros, it tastes very delicious.

"Slow down, eat it. Ros will not ask." said Ros who was finally greeted with laughter by Isma and Farid.

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- Humming

Since meeting with Cecil a few days ago, Ismail continues to think about Cecil who is now in a disaster again and again.

"When are you gonna be happy, Cil? Why is your life full of trials?" mummy Ismail.

"Which life's name is tea there must be a problem, commander. If man lives no problems, his life is flat, his life is no art oruh, commander." said Mang Iman who was clean in Ismail's room.

"Eh, Mang Iman could have." Ismail scratched his nape because it turned out that someone heard his soft voice.

"The one who is always stricken with misfortune, it means that the person is loved by Allah. Even being given enough treasure is a test for us. Whether we can manage our possessions on a good path or not. That's what Mamang heard when she went to college, Ndan."

"Thank you for the morning lecture, Mang."

"Ah, the commander could have. Mamang only conveyed what Mr. Ustadz said, who knows it could reduce the burden of the Commander. Oh yeah, by the way the wife of the tea commander is pregnant, right? How many months has it been?"

"It's been 7 months, Mang."

"May Neng Hana always be given health and launched the birth process."

"Aamiin, Manga. Thank you for that."

"Then, excuse me, Ndan. To clean up somewhere else."

Ishmael nodded politely and let Mang Iman out of his room. His eyes looked far away.

"I hope that whatever happens to you, you will be able to take a sip of happiness one day, Cecilia.." murmured Ismail accompanied by a smile.

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#Connected...

*This story so between Jakarta-Bandung and Jogjakarta nih 😁😁