99 Love for You
99CU(S2): Hijrah or Return?

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Radit stood in front of a boarding school. He has arrived at the address given by the detective. There were a few questions on his mind.

"Did Cecil really stay here all this time?" He looked at his cell phone with a message from the detective.

"Sorry, who are you looking for?" Rosida meets Radit while she is about to enter the cabin.

"Eh? Me? I'm looking for Cecilia. Is ... is he here?"

Rosida scrunched her forehead. "Cecilia?" Rosida thought for a moment. "You who?"

"I'm a friend of Jakarta's."

"How do you know the address of this boarding school?"

"There's someone who sent me this address." Radit showed Rosida his phone.

Rosida can't decide anything. He had to tell Umi Isma first.

"Wait here. I'll be back later. Oh yeah, what's your name?"

"Raditya Hanggawan."

"All right." Rosida then went inside the cottage.

Rosida's headed to Umi Isma's room. And there's Cecilia.

"There just so happens to be you Maira. I have something to say."

"About what?" ask Cecil.

"There's someone looking for you in front of the cabin."

Cecilia surprised. "seeking me? Who?"

"A man named Raditya Hanggawan."

Cecilia stunned.

"Do you know him?" ask Umi Isma.

"Yes, Umi. I know him." replied Cecil.

"Although familiar but if you don't want to meet him then it's okay 'kan Umi?"

"Terdenah Khumaira only. Let him decide." replied Umi.

"If you see him, you must accompany Khumaira, Ros. It's not good that a mahrom meets just the two." - Abah Farid.

"Yes, Abah. How's Maira? You want to see him?"

Cecilia looked at Umi Isma. There was doubt in his heart. But Radit has come from far away. Is that how Cecil won't see her?

"All right, I'll see him."

"Then I'll call him first. You have to make sure if he's Radit or not."

Rosida returns to where Radit is waiting.

"Raditya! Please enter!"

"Where's Cecilia?"

"He's inside. Come with me!"

Radit followed Rosida into the cabin. A woman stood up as if to welcome him.

As his steps drew closer, Radit looked at the woman. Like a figure he knows, but looks different.

Radit opened his eyes wide to know who the figure was. That's right Cecilia.

"Ce-Cecil? You're really Cecil, aren't you?"

"Yes. I'm Cecilia."

Radit could not hide his surprise. The Cecilia he saw, unlike the Cecilia he used to be.

No more beautiful hair. There is no makeup that always looks blushing when she smiles. No more favorite t-shirts and jeans when relaxed.

The Cecilia he met, had already changed his appearance. He covered his head with a cloth called hijab. Cover all parts of her body with a long dress that people call her a dress.

Cecilia smiled at Radit. The smile is still the same. Always friendly and calm.

"We'd better sit on the park bench." Rosida's sudden proposal of seeing an awkward situation happen, which Radit and Cecil agree to.

They sat three. Cecil and Rosida sat next to each other, and Radit sat down in front of them.

"Please talk to both of you."

Radit looked at Rosida and waited for her to leave him and Cecil.

"Why shut up? Aren't you looking for Cecilia? Just meet in silence!"

"She said talk to both, why are these three?" radit muttered, getting annoyed.

"You're not Khumaira's mahram, so you can't talk alone in a quiet place" Rosida said.

"What loneliness? Just look there a lot of kids are hanging around. Then what was it? Khu what?" Radit is confused.

"Khumira. They call me that here." Cecil explained.

"Oh." Radit scratched his head. "Does everyone who goes to a boarding school have to change their name?" muttered Radit.

"What did you say?" Rosida turned to Radit.

"Ah no. I didn't say anything."

"All right, I'll watch from there, you guys talk here first. There's no secret, is there anything you're gonna talk about?"

"Huh! This kid just makes me emotional! Who the hell is he? Why would Cecil know a shitty girl like her?" Radit's in the heart.

Then Rosida moved and sat on the other side of the park bench. While keeping an eye on Radit's movements. He was just worried something might happen to Cecil.

"Who the hell is he? His style sucks!" radit Umpat.

"He's the son of the owner of this boarding school. Her name is Rosida."

"Oh, I deserve it. Songong style!"

Cecilia laughs. "You haven't changed. Still as funny as ever."

"How are you, Cil?"

"As you can see, I'm fine. Long time no see ya. How did you find me here?"

"That's my forte, Cil. Hehe. I'm gonna have a lot of spies."

Cecilia laughed a little. "How's it going at the office?"

"Okay, everything's good. And you know, I ended up running Papa's business. I don't work at AJ Foods anymore."

"really? Good though. I'm glad you made peace with your father."

"Yes, Cil... When do you want to stay here?"

"Eh?"

"Go home, Cil. Everyone misses you."

"I came here to pick you up." Radit.

"What's? Picking me?"

"Yes. You're willing to come back to Jakarta with me?"

Cecil looked at Radit. "Sorry, Dit. I can't."

There was a look of sadness on Radit's face. His joy disappeared instantly. After talking for a while, Radit said goodbye to Cecil. And with a shaky step, he went out of the cottage. His attempt to bring Cecil home was unsuccessful.

...***...

Radit down the streets of Jogja with slow lunglai steps. He walked towards Malioboro. He wants to feel the crowd. So as not to be too sad because of Cecilia's rejection. But free, he still felt very sad.

Amidst the grief that was engulfing her, a voice shocked her daydream.

"Ray!!!" The voice was no stranger to him. He looked for the source of the voice. A woman waved at him.

"Nadine?" Radit.

Nadine approaches Radit who is in a state of chaos and despair.

"What are you doing here?" Ask Nadine.

Radit felt crazy about this situation. He ruffled his hair.

Nadine takes Radit to a cafe. He ordered a cold drink for Radit. Radit looks like a backpacker who runs out of fare on the trip.

Radit stared at Nadine sharply.

"So you've been living here all along, huh?"

"My place of residence is here, Dit." Answer Nadine casually.

"Hey!!! Are you out of your mind already? How can you cancel an engagement with just a piece of mail?" Radit.

Nadine sighed. "That's the best. From the beginning my parents also told me that I should stop expecting Rangga. But I never listen to them."

"Sorry ..." Radit.

"I'd better go, right?"

"What's good? First Cecil, then you."

"By the way, how did you get here?"

"I'm looking for Cecilia. The plan is to bring him back to Jakarta."

"Then?"

"not working. He refused."

"I'd guess. You know how Cecilia is. You won't succeed in persuading him."

"So you know if Cecilia's in Jogja?"

"I just found out, too. I met him a few days ago. I also told him to come back. But he refused."

"Then how are your relationships? Have you forgiven Cecilia?"

"Officially not yet. But ... I learned to take everything."

"You serious, Nad?" Radit smiled broadly.

"He'em. I realized I couldn't take Cecil's place in Rangga's heart."

"Thank you, Nad. I'm glad to hear it."

"What's your plan now? Are you going to come right back?"

"I don't know, Nad. It feels like my heart is breaking to pieces."

"Ish, don't overdo it! You better come with me. Stay in my house first. Than you're like a vagabond with no clear direction."

"What did you say?!"

"Hahaha, your looks are indeed suitable so backpackers who run out of fees, hahaha."

...***...

In the past few days, Cecilia had been daydreaming in her room facing out the window. His heart is worried now. The feeling of longing for the city of Jakarta is increasingly calling out unstoppable. He misses his home, his room, his mother, and his friends. Her tears were no longer held back. She cried.

He felt a hand touch his shoulder. Gently wrap. It was Umi Isma.

Cecilia did not try to wipe away her tears. He wanted Umi Isma to know what she was feeling right now.

"What should I do, Umi?"

Umi Isma looked at Cecilia's face. Then rubbed Cecilia's tears with her finger. "There are times when we miss the people we leave behind. Just like Umi used to be. I miss Rangga very much. But Umi can't do anything. There are so many regrets that Umi feels. So, Umi does not want you to take the same path as Umi. If you feel you are ready to go back, then go back. You still have parents you have to take care of. When you come back, come back for her, for your mother. Not for anyone else. Umi believes a mother can always forgive her child's mistakes."

"Name ... " Cecil hugged Umi Isma. And his tears broke in Umi Isma's arms.

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Beep beep beep

There's an incoming message on Ismail's phone. Then he read the incoming message.

His heart is beating fast. A message that made him immeasurably excited. A big smile on his face. He was ceaselessly staring at the screen of his phone.

"It's not a dream, is it?" Ishmael tried to convince himself by pinching his own cheek.

"Aw, sick! This isn't a dream. It's totally real."

Ismail jumped in joy. Like a kid who just got a present.

"Thank you, God. Thank you." he said many times.

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"Amail ... I'm going back to Jakarta. Can you pick me up at the airport?"

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That short message was able to create infinite happiness in Ishmael's life.

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*connected,,,,

"finally, she's back! 😊😊

about anyone nge'ship' Nadine same Radit huh?😁

*don't forget to leave a trace 🐾🐾

Thank you 🙏

#good fasting for those of you who run it 🙏