99 Love for You
Fact

*Cecilia PoV*

I drove my car pretty fast. My mind drifted somewhere. There are a lot of bad things in my heart. I wanted to deny everything, hoping that all my premonitions were wrong. The people I trust cannot betray me. Many times I held my forehead while constantly driving.

When I got home, I hadn't seen Mas Alvian's car. That means he hasn't come home yet. I rushed into the house. The atmosphere looks lonely. I don't care where Nayla is right now. I'm headed to Mas Alvian's study. Looking for things I suspect. I randomized one by one the sheets of paper on the table. I hope my guess is wrong.

Shit man!!! I didn't find him. Only one letter I found. A subpoena from the court for the second hearing. While the first one?? There ain't! I pegged for a moment. It should be here. Last time I saw him was still here. Is it true that the video is the first call? So, Tasya already knows everything. He knew that Papa and his mother would be separated. My poor daughter. I sat down, my tears didn't feel like they were flowing.

The next day, I got a call from Mr. Ismail. He asked me if I could go to the police station again today. Of course I can, a lot of things are still stuck in my brain.

"The letter is a summons from the religious court, sir. My husband and I are planning to separate. But, I canceled it. I don't know if my son will find the letter." Obviously with teary eyes.

"I'm sorry we couldn't find the letter. If only it could be found, everything could be clearer. And we've met people that the mother's son met on the day of the incident. But, there is one who does not want to give information. That's Fanya's teacher's mother. It seems he is hiding something. What if Cecil's mom tries to meet him, who knows that Fanya's mom wants to talk to me."

I'm nodding. We're heading to Tasya school.

"Will you come with our car?" Tawar Mr. Ismail.

"no need. I'll just ride in my own car."

Arrived at Tasya school. I'm looking for the whereabouts of Miss Fanya. I know him well, he is Tasya's class teacher. He seemed to be evading when he saw me.

I chased. So did Mr. Ismail. Mom Fanya looks scared. I convinced him that we had no intention.

I just want to know the facts behind Tasya's death. I kept convincing him to tell me what was going on.

It turns out that my guess is correct. Tasya did find the call. And he asked her about it to Miss Fanya.

I was crying hysterically. I regret. I should have quickly told Tasya if Mas Alvian and I didn't go our separate ways. Forgive Mama, Son. The wrong mom.

Fanya's mom pushed me to the car. He asked me if I was okay to drive myself in this situation. I'm nodding.

"I'm fine." I answered with no expression.

I don't understand what happens next. But clearly, Mr. Ismail had my car keys, and told Ms. Fanya to lead me in.

Hey, what the fuck? Why did he act as he pleased? I told you I was okay, and I could drive myself. But this Ismail is adamant that I should sit in the passenger seat.

...***...

Mr. Ismail explained everything to me. If what happened to Tasya, was an accident due to negligence, and could be used as a criminal offense. Here Ismail explains that Nayla deliberately let Tasya have an accident. It is seen from a video of evidence provided by an unnamed witness.

"So.... do I have to report Nayla for this incident?" I asked with a confused face.

"All of us leave it to you. We'll only process if there's a report coming in to us."

"I'd like to meet the truck driver who hit Tasya." I don't know why I want to know more than this truck driver. I'm sure he's hiding something, too.

Mr. Adin's name, he looks confused when he sees me. I introduced myself that I was the mother of the child she hit. She's surprised. I think his reaction was too much.

I saw the look in his eyes, he's not the bad kind of person. But he had to take responsibility for his negligence while driving. Miris. I heard he left his wife and son behind because he had to be in prison. For a moment I felt sorry for him. What about his wife and son now? If the breadwinner is imprisoned like this?

And I finally learned everything from Mr. Adin. I made an offer to him.

"How much did my husband give to my father's family to keep him in prison?"

"Wake, Sir! I will not disturb your family. I just want you to tell the truth in front of the investigators. Give the real facts. I beg you, Sir!"

Now it's my turn to beg Mr. Adin. "If after this my husband does not want to support the family of the father again, I will be responsible with the family of the father. I promise!"

...***...

I don't know if it's the right decision or not. I finally reported Nayla to the authorities. That day I saw Mr. Ismail coming with his partner and carrying a warrant. Nayla was taken to the police station as a witness. Yep, he has to testify and tell the truth.

I heard Mas Alvian kept swearing at me. He continued to vent his frustration at me for reporting Nayla.

I should have reported you too, Mom. But I still have a conscience. I just want Nayla to be honest. That's all!

Mas Alvian continued to accompany Nayla, even hiring lawyers for her. Many times Mas Alvian begged me to drop the charges against Nayla.

"Why are you so scared? What are you guys really hiding from me?" I asked with ketus.

"Nothing I cover, Cil. For God's sake!!"

I smiled cynically. For God's sake you said, Mas. How dare you bring the name of God here.

"Mas, let the police determine whether you're really honest or if there's a big lie you're hiding." Shut me up after talking to Mas Alvian.

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*Alvian PoV*

I can't bear to see Nayla in interrogation like a criminal. He's not wrong. I was the one who was wrong for having to cover everything from Cecil. I'm a coward, Nay. Ii'm sorry. I won't let you stay here much longer.

"Sir, I'll tell you everything, but please let Nayla go. He's innocent." Please ask an investigator named Ismail.

"Alright, please give your testimony as well as a witness."

I told you everything that happened on the day of Tasya's accident. I told him everything based on Nayla's story to me. Since Nayla didn't say anything to the police, then I'll say everything.

After giving a statement, I asked to bring Nayla home. But the police refused. They say Nayla should testify, too. But what I heard from investigators is that Nayla hasn't said anything. His lips are still tightly closed. I asked permission to see him. But it was also rejected by the police.

And finally Nayla decided to stay at the police station until she wanted to open her voice.

I am very frustrated with this situation. The police keep asking me why I care so much about Nayla. I said she was the wife of my late sister. And I promised to take care of her.

The policeman scrunched his forehead. Fuck him believing or not. I decided to stay at the police station too. But they forbid me. I went out and found an inn nearby.

At the hotel, I kept thinking what I could do to free Nayla. What if Nayla was made a suspect?

I'm messing with my hair. I called Shasha to cancel all my schedules in the next few days.

I remember someone who could help me.

Mas Arif!!! I called him immediately. Only he can help me now.

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