99 Love for You
99CU(S2): I'm Happy

People think I'm a lucky woman. It was only three months that I parted ways with Mas Alvian, and now I have a new love. And he's my own boss.

My mother was right, the life of a widow is not as easy as one might imagine. There will be some people highlighting your actions.

The people in the office started whispering. That must be because every day Mr. Rangga gives flowers to me. He was more open. Because he doesn't want to hide.

I'm not ready to start a new relationship. I always answer that to him. But he said he would wait.

What the hell is in his brain?

"I liked you before you belonged to anyone. So just let people say what." He always said that to me.

Little by little, I started to open up. The attention Mr. Rangga gave me made me realize that life will continue. We have to make our own life choices. Not anyone else.

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"Why, Mel?" Amel continued to look at the flowers given by Mr. Rangga.

"I didn't expect Rangga to be so romantic. That's why we can't judge others by their appearance."

I smiled a little. "Yes, Mel. I'm sorry I used to be so prejudiced about Rangga."

"Oh yes, Cil. Back when you were with Alvian, did you ever get flowers too?"

The look on my face instantly changed the moment I heard Mas Alvian's name called. "Why are you talking about him?"

"Sorry, Cil. I don't mean to remind you of the past." Amel grimaced for forgiveness from me. "Don't get mad. You'll know that I like the talk of letting go."

"Yes, I'm sorry."

Amel's question made me so my mind went back a few years. The years I spent with Mas Alvian.

I asked myself. Did Mas Alvian ever give me flowers?

Ever. I remember that. Although not often. He always brought me flowers when I always managed to be chosen as the best employee in the office.

Giving flowers is a simple thing that couples usually do. Not all couples do that.

I just realized a lot of things were missing in my old married life. We married because we loved each other. I know it.

But life after marriage... We were busy pursuing each other's careers. Although it was agreed from the beginning.

Everyone thought we were a happy family. Because that's what we always show in public. All of that is my ego and Mas Alvian's.

So then... Was I all this time... Really happy? Or just pretending to be happy?

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Make the right decision, at the right time. I decided to start slowly what Mr. Rangga wanted. Rangga. He doesn't want me to call him 'sir'. She is not married and has children.

I chuckle to myself if I remember that. Rangga is a warm figure. I don't know why he didn't show his warmth. Is it because he leads a company? Could be. He wants to be respected by his employees.

I've thought carefully about the path I'm now taking. Though many mouths gossip about me. I have to start getting stupid from now on.

From the beginning, everything will never be easy. Having a relationship with your own boss, surely many will talk about you. But some people support me too. Only Amel and Hana. Haha. They're my true friends.

Radite? He's disappointed in me. But he's still a good friend. I know he still has a taste for me, but he's not the kind of coercive person either.

"So right? If you have a relationship with our boss?" radit asked with a pensive expression.

I smile. "I'm just trying to get to know him. We're not as close as people think. That's all."

"What difference?"

"Dit, I can't mess around with this. I've failed. So---"

"Yes, I know. From the beginning I never asked for more. As long as you are happy, I am happy too. That's friend. Don't you?"

"Thank you, Radit. You are always the best. Don't grieve! Where's the joke for today? You always joke around in front of me."

"There is no passion."

I laughed at Radit's strange behavior. "You're not talented to be grumpy. Your face is too funny to be angry." I pinched Radit's cheeks.

Raditpun laughed.

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"What do you mean, Rangga? The entire division in the office already knows about your relationship with Cecilia. Are you out of your mind?"

"I'm not sane. Then what do you want?"

"The ladder!!! What about our engagement? The whole world also knows that I am your future wife!"

"Did they also know if we were betrothed? From the beginning I never accepted this match. It was just the wishes of our parents. Our marriage is a business marriage. Are you getting married because of a business contract?"

"But I love you, Rangga."

"Sorry, Nadine. But I don't love you. I just think of you as my sister. That's all."

"What did you say? A sister? All those years we were together and you said I was like your sister? What if Om Adi finds out about Cecilia? He will not remain silent on this matter. From the very beginning, you already know, if children like us, who were raised as heirs to a company, could never live on our own terms. Our destiny? Everything is arranged by parents. So, whatever life you want. You'll never get it. Understand that's Rangga!" then Nadine left Rangga's room. I quickly hid. So Nadine wouldn't see me.

"What Nadine said is true. Kids like them, can't get the life they want. Radit always runs away from his father. Because he doesn't want his life to be arranged. Stifling.... Can you fight for your own life? Without having to follow your parents' wishes?" batikku.

I was stunned alone. My feet can't step into Rangga's room. I'm too scared to face you, Rangga. I'm afraid I'm in love with you too much. What am I supposed to do? Should I back off?

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"Where are we going, Nad?" I asked Nadine who kept pulling my hand while walking hastily.

"Follow it! You know later!" we took the elevator.

Building roof. Nadine will definitely take me there. He used to take me there when he spilled his frustration on me.

About the sins that he thought were my sins. This time, it was clear what he wanted. His face was red. Nadine was so angry with me.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore. You know why I brought you here?"

"Is this about Rangga?"

Nadine smiled cynically. "You didn't even call him as usual. Are you that close to Rangga? Just so you know, you don't deserve to be with Rangga at all."

I'm silent. Maybe this is the best. I don't need to respond to Nadine.

"Hey!!! I'm talking to you, why shut up? You think I've been quiet all this time because I accepted your closeness with Rangga? No!! I won't stay silent. You're gonna regret doing all this to me!"

I looked at Nadine. I feel sorry for him. Why her...? Must behave like this. Her... Perfect woman. Beautiful, rich, and smart. Why does she keep loving like this?

"The ladder? She...? He doesn't love you, Nad. He just thinks of you as a little sister." I started to open my voice.

"What's? A sister? What kind of shit are you talking about? Don't make up stories!"

"I heard everything, Nad. That day, when you talked to Rangga. So please, don't act like this. You are the perfect woman. You can get a man who loves you."

"Shut your mouth!!! I don't want to hear anything! Don't rule my life! I'm asking you, don't approach Rangga again! Do you understand? Otherwise, you'll know the consequences."

"No, Nad! I'm not going to back off. I will fight to defend Rangga. I like Rangga."

Nadine laughed out loud.

"What did you say? Likey? Of love? Don't act stupid! You need to stop, Cecil. Before you get hurt."

"No! I'm not gonna stop."

"Why?!"

"BECAUSE I DESERVE TO BE HAPPY!!!"

I shouted at Nadine. I can't take it anymore. "Women like me deserve to be happy too, Nad. And my happiness is now with Rangga. So, I won't let go!!"

NOOO!!!!

Nadine's right hand landed right on my left cheek. Nadine slapped me.

"Whatdidyou say? You deserve to be happy? You think I don't know what really happened between you and your ex-husband? The third person here is you, not Nayla. You're the one who got into the lives of Alvian and Nayla, and then ruined their happiness. And even now, you're getting into my life and Rangga's. And ruin everything. Just so you know, women like you have no right to be happy. You don't deserve to be happy!!!"

Then Nadine left me. As always. Leaving me alone.

My tears started to wash my cheeks. Am I that low? Do I really not deserve to be happy?

I was crying hard. My feet feel weak. Then I sat down. My tears are pouring. I was banging my chest. It's so tight.

I am a bad woman. I don't deserve to be happy. Is that really so?

My crying is getting louder. But no one heard it. Do I not deserve to be loved?? Someone please answer me!!!

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