99 Love for You
99CU(S2): The figure in Do'a

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- City Station

"What?!? Papa and Mama proposed to Cecil? Is that true?" Ismail jokingly knew what his parents had done.

"Yes, but rejected by his mother Cecil." answered Mama lethargic.

"Why don't you and Mama ask me this first? Why apply for that? What do I do if I meet Cecil? The situation must be awkward." Ismail ruffled his hair.

"I'm sorry... Mama thinks it can help you get closer to Cecil. But it turned out to be this way. And the reason is also seen made up by Miss Mary. Why would he humble his own daughter in front of others? Shouldn't parents boast of their children in front of people huh. He's really weird!"

"Already, Ma. Don't talk like that. Mother Maria reasoned so because she did not want to make us disappointed, with the status of her daughter who had been married. Papa thinks, Papa can understand Mary's mother's feelings."

"Already dong, do not discuss this issue continue. I beg you, for my personal matters, I will decide for myself. So you don't have to worry. Okay?! Oh yeah, the train's leaving soon. Mama and Papa should get on. If next month I get a leave of absence from the office, I will definitely go back to Bandung."

"alright... Yes, we did, we did say yes. Take care of your health always. Call Mama often."

"Yes, Ma... You also take care of your health. Papa is also." Ishmael hugged his parents.

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"How is this, Mom? Can we face Ishmael after we reject his proposal?" Cecil said full of anxiety.

"Not to worry. He is a mother's son too. And it will remain so. I'm gonna call him and ask him to keep dinner here."

Maria took her phone and called Ismail. Connected. And Ishmael lifted him up.

"Well, what did mom say. He's ready to come here. Never mind, you don't worry too much. Here you are, help me prepare dinner."

Mom was acting ordinary. Like nothing happened. But me? I can't be. I feel bad for Ishmael and his family. Oh my God, how is this? What will I say when I meet him?!

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Geck... Geck... Tock....

"Well, that must be Ishmael. There you open the door."

And Cecilpun went limp to the front door.

Kriiiiiieeeeett

"Assalamu'alaikum .. " said Ismail.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, please enter Ismail."  An awkward atmosphere began to occur.

"Here I bring fruit for mother..." Ishmael handed her a plastic bag containing apples.

"Ah yes, thank you. Umm, i... I'm sorry about ..." Cecilia was confused about putting together the right words for Ishmael.

"It's okay, Cil. It's not your fault. My parents were too much. They should have discussed it with me first. So, I'll be able to prepare myself," replied Ishmael looked stiff.

"Eh? So, you okay?"

"of course. Don'worry. Oh yes, Cil. If for example I proposed to myself and not my parents, would you... Will it still reject him?"

"Huh? You...? Applying me?"

"You're gonna take it?"

"I... Don't know. Maybe I should be wise first." Cecil replied doubtfully.

Ismail smiled. "Then do it."

"Eh?"

"Do the Istikharah Prayer. So you'll feel more sure."

".................."

"After you have sincerity and you have not found me in your prayer, then ... I will accept with a chest. How's it?"

"alright. That would be fair to you. Can I ask you something?"

"What?"

"You... Why choose me? I'm this, right... Not pretty. My face is ordinary."

"That's right, you're not beautiful. Compared to my female friends in the police, you're far less."

"What?! Lose far you say!!!" Cecil was annoyed to hear that.

Ishmael drew his face closer to Cecil, and made Cecil instantly retreat to avoid Ishmael.

"You are not beautiful, but your heart is beautiful. That's what I like." And Ishmael went into the house.

Whether Ismail realized it or not, Cecil's face immediately turned red after hearing the statement from Ismail. Cecil is so embarrassed now. He covered his face with his veil.

...***...

- Cecilia PoV

A few days had passed, since Ishmael's parents suddenly met my mother and proposed to me.

I knew Ismail had feelings for me. But I always brushed it off and thought we were just friends. And that's true. I just consider him my best friend.

He helped me a lot and my mom. He's a good guy. And I don't want to make him sad with a rash decision.

Hopefully later tonight I can get a clue as to who I should choose to accompany me.

"O Allah, if You have 99 loves for me at the end of the day, then please, give me one love only in the world, which will accompany me to the end of my life..."

I closed my eyes and headed to dreamland.

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Whether I realized it or not, I felt like I was walking on a vast prairie. There's nobody there. Just me alone.

I like that place. The place is very quiet and leaves me with no burden whatsoever.

I want to live here forever. But ... I'm lonely. I need someone to accompany me here.

I spread my legs further and further explore. I can see someone walking towards me.

I also walked closer to him. Until it is not realized if there are long roots that block the road.

I tripped. Then fall down. I groan in pain.

That figure is getting closer to me. The man was wearing all white clothes.

While I was still busy holding onto my painful leg, the figure extended its hand to me.

His face was not very clear to see because the sunlight made my eyes glare. I welcomed her hand. And he helped me stand up.

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"Astaghfirullahaladhim..." The same dream again. Thought.

"Who is that figure? Why can't I see it so clearly?" Mumbles.

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"If you're still not sure about that figure, then don't make a decision."

I decided to meet Umi Isma. Luckily, he was visiting Jakarta.

"But, Umi ... I feel bad for Ishmael. I've hung it for days."

"Then ask your heart."

"Eh?"

"Or actually ... You still expect that figure to be Rangga?"

"Umi, why are you suddenly talking about Rangga?" I lowered my face.

"Yes already. Umi won't interfere in your heart's affairs, Khumaira. Whatever your decision, Umi will support you."

"Thank you very much, Umi."

...***...

Tonight Cecilia waited for Ismail to come home from his office. It was time he gave an answer to his istikharah do'a.

Cecil waited nervously on the porch. For Ismail's plea, Cecil accidentally didn't tell his mother. Because he knew that his mother would not agree.

"Ismail?" greet Cecil when Ismail enters the home page with his motorbike.

Cecil gave Ismail time to change his clothes first.

Before long Ismail approached Cecil and sat on the terrace seat.

"Are you waiting for me on purpose?" Tanya Ismail tried flatly.

"Ismail, I'm sorry if I interrupted your time."

"No. I'm glad you welcomed me home."

"Sorry, Ismail. I ... Still can't accept your proposal."

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connect,,,,

🙏please maap, Cecil cannot accept Ismail's application.

He still had the Bond of Destiny with someone who still did not know who that figure was.

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don't forget to leave a trail 🐾🐾

thank you 😊🙏