The False Lover the Culun
Chapters 19. Jakarta, I'm back

It doesn't have to be perfect to avoid trouble.

Because people who don't like it will continue to look for your weaknesses.

Believe in yourself and make yourself attractive.

Believe that you can be anything you want.

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# SHERINA POV #

“Sher...... Sherin.....”.

I just ignored the sound of Harsya screaming continuously from the kitchen of my apartment.

I don't know how long I've been sitting staring at my face in the mirror of my dresser.

My hands occasionally stretched out, caressing my own face.

My body trembled slightly, especially when staring at the bluish ash eyeballs that made me miss Mother even more.

Back in my mind, when my mother was combing my hair I often saw the image of the mother's face from the reflection of the mirror and imagined if it was an adult then I would be as beautiful as mother.

And today, right now, I see that shadow coming back. But no longer a wishful thinking, but the true figure of me.

Chequek...

The door of my room opened, followed by the figure of Rafie who I did not know when this man arrived, because as far as I know he was in Jakarta a few hours ago.

“Sherri..... na? Whats? This happen? Really? Oh My God..”.

Pekuk Rafie looked at my reflection from the mirror.

“I think Harsya's reaction at the salon was very excessive, it turns out you are much more excessive,” said.

I tried as quietly as I could, not wanting Rafie to know if I liked being praised like that.

“Hey.... I'm still a woman who can fly only for compliments! And Rafie is still a man, though.

“Oh Mi Cielo..... Please do not hide this gift of God anymore,” said Rafie while cupping my small face with two large palms.

I can see Rafie's eyes now glazed over.

“Ok, Bien “ reply me while one hand I rubbed into the corner of his eyes alternately.

“Love yourself little sister, fear not, me and Harsya will always take care of you,” said Rafie took me in his arms.

That's Rafie, a gentle and loving figure. Ever since I first knew him, that big man always treated me like his sister, more precisely his little sister.

“Ekheemmm.. If your drama is over, come out! Worms wriggled me until the march waiting for your drama to finish,” protest Harsya who is now standing in the doorway of my room.

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“Waauw... Is today a special day?” ask when you see a dining table full of various delicious dishes.

“Of course special day, we should celebrate your birthday Sher,” Harsya replied.

“But it's not my birthday."

“I know, but from today you are the new Sherina,” Harsya said undisputedly.

“Although excessive, but I'm happy because I'm here with you two.” My words this time honestly came from the bottom of my heart.

Then dinner we finally started with the feeling of being happy.

“So what are your plans after this?” ask Rafie.

“Plan? Hem., of course, looking for a job. I hope now the results can be better,” I replied.

“Still want to be a lecturer? How about my offer to open a clinic?” ask Rafie again.

“Yah's.... I still have to succeed as a teacher. All this I do with my ideals becomes my main goal,”.

“Mi Cielo, you know I've always supported you,” Rafie said.

Mi Cielo also means dear in Spanish, that's how Rafie sometimes calls me.

All I know, as a businessman in the field of hospitality Rafie indeed mastered several foreign languages. Lucky for me who has also mastered several foreign languages since childhood, so sometimes we both do not realize if chatting in a foreign language.

I watched Harsya and Rafie's sudden movements stare at each other.

“Hei... Seven years I've known you two, tell me quickly, is there something you're hiding from me?” my pedicabs.

“Mi Cielo, why haven't you ever asked me what my hotel name is in Jakarta?” ask Rafie.

My forehead frowned, “What is it important?”

The two nodded simultaneously, making me even more suspicious.

“Alright, now I'll ask,” break me up.

“Rafie, what is the name of your hotel in Jakarta?” manyu indifferent.

“EL-Fatih Hotel,” Reply.

And when I got stuck, I immediately grabbed a glass of water to help me digest my food.

My gaze switched on Rafie, “El-Fatih Hotel?” my ul. And Rafie nodded.

I shook my head, dismissing all the possibilities I had in mind.

“The name El-Fatih is certainly not just one, right?” ask me with the smile I forced.

“Neme Mi Cielo, sorry if you are disappointed,” replied Rafie.

“God... I haven't changed, I'm still stupid. Congratulations, you two managed to trick me,” I said and stopped eating.

“Sherin, who tricked you? Regarding Rafie's background, we have a reason to cover it from you.” Harsya also commented.

“What reason? Was that the man who told you to? Did that guy threaten you? Now be honest with me, what does that guy want from me?” Mycars.

“You misunderstood Sherina!” Said Rafie firmly, her ever-soft tone of voice to me was gone out of nowhere.

Moreover, I saw Harsya clasping Rafie's hand and gently rubbing Rafie's arm, maybe the purpose was to calm the big man.

“Sherina, I knew we were wrong for being dishonest from the start. But give us a chance to explain everything,” said Rafie.

“What other explanations do I need to know?”

“So far Gibran never knew and has nothing to do with our friendship,” said Rafie.

I swallowed my saliva, I finally heard the name of the man I hated again.

“In the beginning I knew you, I didn't know about your relationship with Gibran. Do you remember when we were honest with each other? I only realized it back then.” Harsya.

“Even to Rafie I didn't tell you right away, after I made sure he was the same Gibran I told Rafie,” I was Harsya.

I know that Harsya's words are honest.

Other than everything she said was reasonable, I could also see no doubt or lie in her eyes.

“Gibran, he's my cousin's sister. Our two fathers were brothers. There is still another cousin of mine, but he now lives in London,” said Rafie.

“About what Gibran did to you first, I'm really sorry. But believe me, Gibran is like you, he doesn't know if we're friends, and I took great pains not to beat him up after knowing what he did to you.”.

“Sherina.... I love you as much as my own sister, and even though that man is Gibran, I won't let him hurt you again,”.

I saw honesty in Rafie's eyes.

“But what happened to you first, I can't reply Gibran to that. There is something you have to find out for yourself, why Gibran hurt you, you have to find out for yourself the reason and then determine what is appropriate for Gibran,” he continued.

I shook my head, “I don't want to deal with that guy anymore,” broke me up.

“As for you Sherina, but this really isn't the answer I was expecting from you when I decided to be honest with you tonight,” replied Rafie.

“What do you expect?” My toot.

“I hope you will follow my advice,” the answer is ambiguous.

“And your suggestion is?”

“Back to Jakarta. Show everyone who used to underestimate your family, if you are now successful, impress them with both of your parents through your success Sherina,” explained Harsya.

“But in fact I have not succeeded,” my rebuttal.

“It will work when you prove if you can be a great lecturer at El-Fatih” University, Rafie said casually.

“Crazy... You think it's easy? Being a lecturer here alone is very difficult," I said.

“Do you forget who I am,” reply haughtily.

“If you promise me you will earnestly, try to be the best."

"If you promise to silence the mouths of all those who once insulted you with your achievements, I will help you to be accepted as a lecturer there,” he continued.

I can't speak anymore, what is this reality.

“But it's the same I cheat if I rely on your help.” Overshipped.

“No, If you prove your ability,” now Harsya is the voice.

“Have you forgotten your purpose? seeking justice for your Father and Sister?” harsya.

I was stunned by Harsya's question.

“Time keeps running Mi Cielo, we do not want you to be disappointed later if everything is too late,” said Rafie.

Now the man has returned to speak softly to me.

I was thinking for a moment, maybe it's really better if I accept all of Rafie's offers.

Wasn't my goal to survive to this point, for all the reasons that both of them had mentioned.

“Alright, I agree," break up.

"I'm so grateful to you two for always helping me. And I'm sorry that I was angry and said cruel to you guys,”.

Harsya moved to the chair beside me, embracing my shoulder.

“Hey, brothers do help each other, you forgot?” said it.

“I'm also sorry if I yelled at you, I'm just not sure I can beat your stubbornness if I keep being gentle,” said Rafie.

“Forget it, I've forgiven you,” reply me.

“But... Can I ask you something? Regarding Gibran, everything that happened between us, I just want to forget about it. I don't want to deal with him anymore,”.

Rafie thought for a moment, “Alright, if it's about Gibran I won't interfere with all that I leave it to you.”

I can't believe our conversation tonight is a fresh start for me.

Before this, I had passed through many times a beginning that always ended up not in line with expectations.

Now I just hope this really is the beginning of the last time, and it will end happily anyway.

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After 7 years of struggling to live in the City also known as the Student City of Yogyakarta, today I will start living my life again in the Capital City.

Jakarta, the city I never wanted to go to.

But after everything I did to make myself better, also after I found out how the world works.

Now I'm ready to go back to where I came from.

I'm ready to seek the justice I once couldn't.

I was ready to show my true self.

Now I don't care about anyone else's judgment. I don't need them to understand.

I just want to be happy.

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