99 Love for You
99CU(S2): Statement of Love

"I like you. From the first time we met. Although I was rude towards you, it was just a mask. The truth is, is... I like you.."

The sentence just slid from Rangga's lips. He had already racked his brain to let out some good words. But in the end, that was all he could say.

He's been thinking about this for days. Also reassuring himself, if it is true this is how he feels. He had never felt anything like this in any woman. Only to Cecil. There's something different about him.

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One day before,

"Sister Rangga sure you want to do this? Brother seriously likes Miss Cecil?"

"You think I'm kidding?" Rangga glared at Danny.

"For years I have known Brother Rangga. This time my sister fell in love. At the age of that big brother-It's not young anymore." Danny chuckles.

"Damn you!!"

"Sorry, Brother. I thought you weren't serious when you said you liked Ms. Cecil. Because she still had a husband. But now, they're separated. Well, do not-don't Kak Rangga adherents flow 'kutwait jandamu' huh?" ledek Danny laughs.

Rangga approached and hit Danny's head slowly. "Don't just talk to you!" Rangga looks upset.

"Ouch! I'm sorry, Brother. I didn't mean that. But, big brother will seriously express the feelings of big brother to Bu Cecil? She's still in Iddah aka the waiting period after the divorce."

Rangga sighed. "I have to try first. Because of love, it cannot come suddenly. He must be very surprised later."

"Of course he was surprised. I was surprised first."

"Then I have to find good and proper words. So that he is not surprised. Isn't that right, Dan?"

Danny rolled his eyeballs. "Just do what you think is right."

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"I'm serious about my words, Cecilia."

Rangga said that when Cecilia came to his room to submit a weekly report.

Hearing that, Cecilia simply fell silent. He thought that his boss must be joking. Although it was seen on his face that he blushed in embarrassment hearing Rangga's expression.

"Umm, you don't have to rush to answer. I-I-can-still wait." Now Ranggapun too blushed in embarrassment.

Cecilia nodded. Then turned around and left Rangga's room.

"He must have gone crazy." Cecilia's inner as she stepped out.

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Along the way back home, Cecilia kept thinking about Rangga's statement. After a small surprise party for her some time ago, Rangga's attitude towards her had indeed changed. But never thought of being dizzy by him. Rangga could have changed because he wanted to change the image in front of his employees. Not just in front of him.

But today's incident, made him remember what Alvian had said to him the last time they met.

Alvian wants Cecil to be with Rangga. Because Alvian said, Rangga loves him. Or maybe this is just a Rangga game, to prank Cecilia?

His brain cannot think clearly at this time. It's too sudden if Rangga really likes it. Since when? Start when? Why should he? Ah shit!!! Cecil couldn't answer that question.

Then slowly he remembered the events when he always met Rangga when he was sad. At the cafe Chocolatte Lover, Rangga first saw her crying, and offered her a handkerchief. Then when Tasya accident, Rangga also drove him to the hospital. And the peak when Cecil decided to leave the house, Rangga also helped him and gave him a place to stay. It was all too coincidental, according to Cecil.

Cecilia ruffled her strayed hair. He was confused how to behave when facing Rangga tomorrow.

Rangga who he thought was an annoying figure, arrogant, and could not appreciate others, turned out to now even express feelings for him.

Tok.dok...

Cecilia's car glass was knocked by someone. Ishmael.

From then on the car was already in the house, but Cecil did not get out of the car.

Cecil opened the windshield.

"You okay?" ask Ismail.

Cecil nodded. "Yes... I'm fine." replied Cecil with a smile.

"Then get down quickly! I've been waiting."

"Hmm, okay." Cecilia tidied her hair and carried her bag, then got out of the car.

As usual, the dinner was warm. Ishmael now always took the time to eat at home. Because he promised Mary's mother.

Amidst the lively conversation between Mother Mary and Ismail, Cecilia could only keep quiet, and occasionally smiled in response to the stories of both of them.

His body may be with his mother and Ismail, but his mind, inexplicably, keeps thinking about Rangga's statement.

Until bed time came, Cecil could only flip his body on the bed. He can't sleep. He hates himself.

"There's no way I'm faltering this fast. No way!!! I just felt the pain of losing love. How can you get new love so soon? It must be a dream. Ja. It's just a dream. Tomorrow morning, everything will be back to normal. Sure!!!" Say it in the heart.

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Story: New York, 10 years ago...

For the first time, I was asked to give a public lecture about my experience of being a young entrepreneur in front of my underclassmen. I'm so nervous. I'm afraid I'm wrong to talk. I have to make a good first impression in front of my juniors. First, I have to look attractive. But I'm confused what to wear.

"Just use this!" Hendi, Papa's assistant, helped me pick a shirt. He was like a brother to me. He taught me a lot about the lives of young business people.

"You serious? Is it appropriate for me to use teaching?"

"Currently suitable. You're so handsome from any side."

Hendi's choice fell on a plain white shirt that I thought I was used to. But rather than me confused to make a choice, I should just agree to Hendi's advice.

"OKAY. Thank you very much." I smiled with relief.

I stood in front of the mirror. Looks perfect. I liked. But I don't like it when I have to wear a long shirt without a suit. So I decided to roll his arm up to the elbow. To make it look cooler.

As soon as I got to campus, I walked down the path leading to class. I wear my sunglasses because the summer sunshine makes my eyes glare.

My phone's beeping. There's a message coming in. From Nadine. He never gets tired of approaching me. I thought for a moment.

Whether I should return the message or not. I stared at my phone screen as I continued walking.

I can't believe I hit a girl walking in front of me. He fell down, and the books he carried were also scattered.

This is no time to deal with such trivial things. I just continue my steps. While typing a reply message for Nadine. I heard a scream there was a screaming voice calling towards me.

I don't need to bully him. He wasn't hurt, he just fell down, I thought.

It turned out that the girl also dared to hit one of her books right on my back.

I'm getting pissed. And I approached him. He asked me to apologize. Scratch him from behind my glasses. Instead of prolonging the problem, I said sorry and I waltzed away.

I know that girl is very upset. Let it. I am like this. I don't like dealing with any girl.

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seriate......