99 Love for You
99CU(S2): Order Changing Relationship(1)

9 Years ago, 9 years ago,

"Thank you for shopping at Maria's bakery. Don't forget to come back."

After graduating from college I decided to help out at my mother's bakery as a cashier. At first my mother disagreed, because she had worked hard to finance my studies abroad, even I ended up as a cashier at her bakery.

"it's only temporary, Mom. Until I get a work call. Don't worry, mother."

My mother is not the patient type. We have to be patient with it.

"Where else after graduating college can you get a job? It all takes process, Mom. I'm sure I'll get a work call in a minute. Just calm down!"

"As far as you are! I want to go shopping to the supermarket first. Buy materials for the store. You take care of the store first."

"Ready, Mom. Leave everything to me."

Our bakery only employs 2 people. Understandably, I had to save money to pay for college and my daily life abroad.

"Welcome, please shop at Maria's bakery." A man came up to me at the cashier's desk.

"Mr..."

"Yes, mas. Can anyone help?"

"There's a sandwich?"

"Oh there is Mas. It's on the right side there."

"Thank you."

Inside a room like this, the man was still wearing his sunglasses. It's weird in my opinion. After picking up the sandwich, he came up to me again at the cashier's table.

"Had You? Just this?"

He only took one pack of sandwiches or sandwiches.

"Yes, Mother. There is one sandwich. If there's more, I'll buy them all."

"Huh? Oh so. Yes Sorry, Mas. Means it's finished with the sandwich. The total is 5000 rupiah, Mas"

"A little while, Ma'am." the man reached into his pocket. For a long time he was looking for money in his pocket. Which apparently does not exist. Then he opened the backpack on his back.

"Mbak, sorry. I apparently did not bring money. Uh, I mean... I haven't taken any cash. Pay by card can, Ma'am?"

"Huh?" I looked at this man's strange behavior. Only five grand and he doesn't have it. He may want to deceive me!

"Sorry, mom. Can't use a card here."

"Oh, so yeah. How'this?"

"Sorry, Mas. So that I do not suspect, can Mas open his glasses? This is in the room anyway. It's very strange to wear sunglasses. Who knows after taking off the glasses, so Mas can find money nailed to Mas's pants."

"But----I can't take it off, Ma'am."

"Why? Just take it off, is it hard? Or I'll call the police! It's very suspicious!"

"Don't, Ma!! I'm not a bad guy. The oath!!!"

I scanned every inch of this man. "It seems like Mas's face is not foreign. Look around, I'm similar to someone."

"Who?"

"What a guess!!! Alvian!! Aye right?"

"God!!! No yelling! It's me, Alvian." Finally, he opened his glasses too.

"So right this is Mas Alvian? Do you still remember me? We met once in New York. I'm helping me find my book that fell."

"Ah, I remember! You are the girl with glasses. You recognized me quickly. You're a very thorough person."

"Hehehe, yes, I recognized Mas Alvian with a single look. My name is Cecilia." I stretched out my hand. "Oh yes, the bread just bring it. No need to pay."

"Eh?"

"It's okay. Just bring the bread. You can pay if you come back here. But Mas had to buy a lot of bread instead."

"Seriously? Thank you very much. I promise I'll come here often. Because the sandwich bread here is the best of all the bread I've ever eaten. Then excuse me. There's still filming on set."

"oh, yes, my. Careful streets. Don't forget to come again!"

And that became my second meeting with Mas Alvian. From there, all our stories begin. Despite that story, it has now run aground.

.

.

.

.

*Times Now,

"Cil! The cecil!! Wake up! It's over."

"Eh? Hoaaammm, where have you been?"

"Your house is."

"Hoaammm, I fell asleep again huh?"

"It's okay. After this you go straight to sleep."

"He'em."

"Oh yeah, do I need to say goodbye to your mother?"

"no need. Looks like mom's asleep."

"That's it."

"Thank you for today's date. I'm so happy."

"Together."

"Be careful driving it."

Cecilia entered the house on a slow walk. He was afraid to wake his mother. He walked to the dining table, picked up a glass and poured water into the glass.

"You're home yet?"

"Uhukis... Uhuk..." Cecilia chokes while drinking the water.

"You think you can sleep when your daughter's still not home, huh?"

"I'm an adult, Mom."

"Even though you're an adult, as long as you're alive you're still mom's little daughter. Understand you? Where have you been? Where are you going with Rangga?"

"Hoaam, I'm sleepy, Mom. I'll tell you tomorrow morning. Good night." Cecilia breezed away towards her room.

.

.

The next day, the,

As usual Cecilia and her mother Ismail also had breakfast together. The mood is still quiet. Only the sound of the clanking of spoons clashing with melodious-sounding plates filled the room.

"Son Ismail, are you on holiday today?"

"Eh? Yes Ma. I'm off today."

"Good, then take your time to rest."

"Yes, Mom."

"Finish your meal. I'll go straight to the store when I'm done with the church." Mom breezed away without saying goodbye to Cecilia.

Ishmael saw a strange gurgle on Cecilia. "You haven't made up with mom?"

"Eitherway. I don't want to fight with Mom. That's why I better shut up. Don't you?"

"Acil... Don't so. I'm just worried about you. That's why he behaves that way. Try to understand your mother's feelings. He only has you. She must be sad if you act this way to her."

"There are you now. I'd rather talk to you than to me."

"People... I beg of you. Don't fight with mom. Listen to what you want. He's just worried about you. Believe me!"

"Eh uh, where are you going?" Cecil intercepted Ismail who was about to get out of the chair.

"I want to rest. Like my mother said." Ismail smiled and left Cecil alone at the dinner table.

...***...

Back to 9 years ago...

After getting to know Mas Alvian for a few months, I felt it was time I introduced Mas Alvian to mom.

"Directly, Mom, this is Mas Alvian..."

"Alvians? Her... Isn't he a famous celebrity?"

"yes, Mom. I'm Alvian Arifin. I work in the entertainment industry." Mas Alvian kissed the back of Mom's hand.

I think everything will be in line with my expectations. I think you'll like Mas Alvian.

But apparently, it all feels difficult. Plus our different beliefs.

I argue with my mother almost every day. Mother still opposes me even though Mas Alvian has always been nice to me. But I didn't just give up. Me and Mas Alvian keep fighting for our love.

At last, she fell, and gave us her blessing. Even if it was forced. I know mom had to. Because you just want me to be happy. And my happiness is with Mas Alvian.

.

.

.

*Times Now,

"You haven't been out all day?" ask your mother when she comes home.

"No. Mom said I should take a break."

BUGH. One punch landed on Cecilia's back.

"Ouch!!" Cecilia whimpering.

"Mother said it was for Ismail, not for you."

"Mothers... I'm also mom's daughter. So I'll also obey what mom says."

"What's? Since when do you obey your mother? You always argue."

"So from that, from now on I'll listen to you."

"Basin a bad boy!!" Mother raised her hand back towards Cecil. But not until my mother's heart hit Cecil again.

"Are you sure you want to listen to your mother?"

"Ho'oh's. I'm certain. I'll listen to what you want, and then I... L'm... Will tell me my wish."

Mother sighed. "People... You're her only mother's daughter. You're all I have in this world."

"mother.... " Cecilia began to tear up.

"Are you happy, son? Are you happy with Rangga?"

"Mothers... "

"Past.. I didn't get to ask you. As you continue to maintain your relationship with Alvian. Maybe it was my mother's fault. That's why now... You're like this." Mother shed tears.

"Mother..."

"Listen, Son. I just want you to be happy. That'sthat's all. If you're happy with Rangga, then I'll respect it."

"Mothers... Hix... Hicks."

"A few days I thought. One must fight to gain his own happiness. You're... Not trying anything. So, don't stop. Even if the storm is coming at you, never give up. Understood?"

"Yes, Mum... Hix... Hix... I-i understand. I'm sorry, Mom... Excuse me... Hix... Hicks..." Cecilia hugged her mother.

"Please promise me you'll be happy."

"Mother.... Thank ye... Thank you mom..."

...*****...

Connect,,,,