99 Love for You
Final Decision

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and Alvian was still playing basketball in his hands. His sweat is pouring out. But he was ignored. Many times he put the ball into the ring. Sometimes he cheered himself.

From a distance, someone noticed. Then he walked slowly over to Alvian. Alvian stopped his game. His breath is now puffed.

"k-ka m-mu d-da t-tang j-ju g-ga."

"Drink water first and set your breath well, just talk." She was Cecilia, who was thrusting a bottle of mineral water at Alvian.

"Thank you, Cil." Alvian gulped down the water in the bottle and immediately finished it. "I thought you weren't coming."

"You asked me to come here because there's something I want to talk about, right?"

Alvian nodded. "Yes, there's something we need to talk about."

"Perse me, Mas." said Cecil without further ado.

"What?" Alvian was surprised.

"It's very clear you heard what I said. Don't make me repeat it again."

Alvian. "I'm not going to divorce you."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to divorce you."

"Wouldn't or won't?"

Alvian starts to get upset with Cecil's attitude. "Did my brother see you?"

"Yes, he did see me."

"What did he say?"

"She said this time it was you who would divorce me"

"I told you I wouldn't divorce you!"

"Then I'll divorce you."

"SMALL !!!!!" Alvian yelling.

"Don't yell at me, Mas. "

"Sorry, Cil. I'm sorry. I'm emotional because you keep talking about divorce."

"Isn't that what you want to talk to me about?"

Alvian took a breath and exhaled loudly.

"Initially, I told you to come here to talk about farewell. But after meeting Rangga, I changed my mind."

"W-what? The rangga? You mean Mr Rangga? Since when do you know Mr Rangga?"

"I-that-just a coincidence, Cil" Alvian replied with a slight nervousness.

"What are you talking about with Mr Rangga?" cecil asked as he crossed his arms to the front of his chest.

"Ti-nothing. Not an important thing."

Cecilia looked at Alvian while frowning. "Are you talking about our household matters to Mr Rangga?"

"Nope-no. I'm not--"

"Aah already. It's just free to talk, Mom. I shouldn't have come here in the first place." Cecilia was upset and prepared to leave the place.

Alvian. "Wait, Cil. Don't go yet."

"What else do we want to talk about, Mom? I know very well, your brother will never stop. So you better follow your brother's wishes. And quickly divorce me."

Cecilia waltzed away leaving Alvian standing stiffly unmoved. His face was pale. Shadow after shadow haunted his mind. On one side was an older brother, whom he always respected. On the other side was a wife he loved.

What should I do God? Alvian's mind was screaming.

...***...

"Where have you been, Mom? Many times Mas Arif called looking for you. Your phone is not active, he said. Where have you been?"

Alvian doesn't care about Nayla. He just passed by and walked towards his room.

"Mas... What's the matter, Mas?"

Nayla's voice did not stop Alvian's footsteps. His soul is shaken now. He just wants to be alone. He thought to himself what he should do. He hoped that the people around him would understand his current situation.

"I don't want to be disturbed."

That was all Alvian said, before he drowned behind the door of his room.

Nayla breathed. Trying to figure out what happened to her husband.

Ever since Cecilia left home, Alvian's attitude changed. It was like he lost his life. His older brother Arif kept contacting him to make sure that Alvian would separate from Cecilia.

That's what makes the inner Alvian struggling. He doesn't want to be separated from Cecil. But his loved ones also disapproved of their continued relationship.

What decision will Alvian make?

...***...

A few days later. Things are starting to normal. Alvian is engaged as usual. Nayla also tried to act as if nothing had happened in their home. Difficult indeed. Because family members are decreasing.

This house was crowded with the laughter of children. Tasya is an active child. Can't keep quiet. He also likes to talk about anything. Now the house is inhabited only by Alvian and Nayla, as well as the housekeeper who accompanies Nayla. It has been rare for any conversation between them since Cecilia's departure.

Nayla looked at Alvian. They both ate breakfast. But passion has not been shown Alvian. Nayla knows that the campaign is busy. But a few days ago, Alvian's schedule was delayed.

And as usual, that morning Arif called Alvian's phone. Alvian, who had repeatedly refused calls from Arif, finally decided to pick him up.

Nayla also persuaded him not to be bad to her brother. Alvian according.

"Hello, Mum. What's up?" answer Alvian lazily.

"You are!!! I called so many times why I never picked up? Don't be so rude!!"

"yes sorry, Mas. I'm busy." said Alvian casually.

"Busy you say?! Since when did you become so insolent with your brother. This must be because of your wife Cecilia. I told you, just divorce her. He has trampled on the dignity of our family. How dare he leave the house and come back again as if nothing happened. I can't accept that!! Call your lawyer and take care of your divorce!!"

"Mas... Please don't interfere in my and Cecilia's domestic affairs!! I won't divorce Cecilia." Alvian started riding.

"I have always obeyed all the words of Mas Arif. But this time, I can't grant your request, Mas. This is my life, I will decide for myself. And please, don't keep calling me like this!!" Alvian turned off the phone with Arif.

Alvian got off the dining table. He kept holding his head which didn't hurt. Ruffling her hair and then screaming.

A few minutes later, his phone rang again. By Arif. Alvian refused to lift it. His phone kept ringing.

Until finally Alvian gave up and picked up a phone call from Arif.

"What else is it, Mom?" asked Alvian in a high tone.

But it was not Arif's voice that Alvian heard. Except Sari, her sister-in-law.

"Al's.... Masmu, Al. "there was panic in Sari's tone of voice.

"What's wrong with Mas Arif, Ma'am?" Alvian panicked too.

"Your partner has a heart attack"

"What-what??!!"

Alvian couldn't hold her own weight. Legs limp. Lips vibrate. He felt very guilty about what he had done to his brother. He's already snapping at his brother. Who had taken care of him from childhood in place of his parents.

Alvian was crying. Nayla approached Alvian and hugged her. Nayla tries to calm Alvian down. But what happened was that Alvian's cry grew louder.

In his heart he whispered,

"I'm sorry, Mom... Ii'm sorry... I'm sorry, Cecil... L'm... Will release you... Yeah, I'll let you go..."

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