99 Love for You

E P I L O G

Assalamu'alaikum's chat....

Before heading to the epilogue, the author would like to thank you very much for the support of all readers who have been willing to read my work. Sorry if there are still too many flaws here.

Didn't expect that I could make up a story all this time. Because actually I don't really like to make a story that is too long (can look at my work on the next lap, there are only about 30 parts)

Once again thank you to those of you who like, comment, vote or others. All of that is spirit to me.

Hopefully what is written here can be a lesson. Take the good2 only, and do not imitate the bad😁.

After this I will focus on the work next door I set up yesterday2, huhuhu "Goodbye Mr. Playboy", and will make other new works as well.

Support the work of 2 children of the nation! Because if we don't support each other, who else?

And remember, do not let any plagiarism between us 😘

Wassalamu'alaikum,

Greetings dear, dear,

- sadromanceauthor

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One month later,

Do you guys have any dreams? Everyone must have it. Either small dreams to big dreams and difficult to get. So is my husband, Rangga. He had a simple dream actually. Only, it took years until it was finally able to materialize. And today, I will make it happen.

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"Hmm, it smells great, brother. Cook what?"

"Your sister's favorite cook, Shei. Oh yeah, is your brother awake or not? Check into his room."

"Every sister-in-law..." Sheila rushed up to Rangga's room.

"Sister!!! Brother Rangga, wake up Brother!!"

Rangga squirming on the bed.

"What's up, Shei? The mornings are noisy. Like Danny."

"It's noon, brother! Quickly awake! In wait for Brother Cecil below."

Sheilapun breezed away from Rangga's room.

Cecilia was still engrossed in cooking when Rangga finally went downstairs and headed to the kitchen. Rangga approached Cecilia and hugged her from behind.

"Dear, what else to cook?" Said Rangga teasingly.

"Strong... Don't be like this, it's not good there's going to be Siti's mom here..."

"It's okay, isn't it, Mom? We're legal to be husband and wife." Rangga tightened his embrace to Cecilia's waist.

Ms. Siti just smiled looking at the newlyweds' behavior. Rangga kissed Cecilia's cheeks and then sauntered to the dining table because she saw Papa and Mama were heading to the dining table.

Rangga's dream is to be able to have breakfast with his full family. There was Papa, Mama, and her sister. And I'm happy to be able to realize my husband's dream. Although now, his family has increased with the presence of new members.

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"That must be Umi Isma, let me open the door." Cecilia immediately moved from the kitchen to the front door.

Umi Isma came with Abah Farid with a parcel in her hand.

"Umi, Abah, please come in. Everyone is waiting."

Everyone gathered at the dinner table and was ready to eat the dishes that had been cooked. There was a happy laugh I saw on Rangga's face. After more than 20 years, he had never felt the warmth he felt today.

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It turns out that what people say is that happiness is simple. Just by eating breakfast with his beloved family, it has become a matchless happiness. And I'm so happy to be able to make it happen.

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Cecilia was busy in her cafe when suddenly her phone rang.

"Hello, Assalamu'alaikum..."

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Cil, can you come here?" Radit's voice sounded anxious.

"What's up, Dit?"

"Nadine and Amel will give birth. They need you here, now!!"

"Huh? Be born? You where? I'm going there now, I'm going to ask Rangga for permission."

"alright. Thank you so much Cil"

Then Cecilia contacted Rangga.

"What does that mean? They want to give birth why ask you to come? Do they not have a husband who can accompany them during childbirth?  Why do you have to?" Rangga was a little upset.

"I don't know, Ga. I think I should go there. Can't you?"

"Hmm yes already. Carefully drive. Love you's..."

Cecilia rushed to the hospital where Nadine and Amel were due to give birth. As Cecil expected, because they gave birth together, they were placed in the same delivery room.

There were two beds occupied by Nadine and Amel, then Cecil was in the middle to encourage his two best friends to give birth.

Cecil's hands were clutched by his two best friends. They are still trying to push.

In between his busy life cheering his two friends, his phone suddenly rang. The name Hana's there. Cecilia asked permission to move to the corner of the room.

..."Yes Han, what's wrong?" Ask Cecil flat....

"Mr... Are you busy?" Hana's voice sounded anxious.

"Yes, I'm very busy, because today my two best friends are going to give birth. What are you calling, aren't you on your honeymoon?"

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Yep, Ismail and Hana just got married, and are now honeymooning ria. It took them a long time to finally get married. A policeman was not so easy to get married. There is such a thing as an office marriage. And some procedures before finally officially married religiously and legally.

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"Mr... I'm scared..."

"Fearful? Scared what?"

"What day?"

"That day... Ma'am...."

"That's what? Come on Han, I'm busy!"

"Umm, which is done by a married couple... I think he'll do it now..."

"What?" Cecilia rolled her eyeballs.

" Oh Allah... That...?? Afraid what? Just relax, don't strain, don't panic. You can definitely get through it. Okay?!"

"But, Ma...."

"It's still afternoon, Han. Maybe he'll just warm up..."

They don't go abroad. Only a few days in Jogjakarta. Ismail can't linger on leave.

"Huh? Warming up? Warm up what Mommy?" hana's voice began to panic.

"Darling... What are you doing here?" A man's voice on the phone. That must be Ismail.

"Mas... Ahhhh... Don't Mas... Amusedly..."

Cecilia rounded her eyes.

What the fuck? They will do a 21+ scene with the phone still connected? How annoying!! Cecilia cursed in her heart.

"Give me the phone... Here..."

Hana handed her phone to Ismail.

"Hey, Kil... How are you doing? Sorry to interrupt..."

"Basar you! I should have said that. Did you mock me, huh?" Cecil began to raise his tone.

"No, Cil. Don't get mad..."

"Aahh maaaass, aaahhh, stop maass..."

And once again Cecilia heard Hana's sigh. That pisses him off. But unable to speak.

"Darling... Next time don't call Cecilia again. I'm afraid he'll be jealous. Okay?"

"What did you say?!? Watch out for Ismail when you come home!!!"

Tut tut tut tut tut (phone connection disconnected)

"YARRGGGHHH!!! Basic sucks!!Astaghfirullahaladziiimm, istighfar Cecil... Istighfor..." Cecilia stroked his chest.

"Little!!! What are you doing? Come quickly!!! It hurts so bad!!" call Amel.

"Yes Amel darling... Sorry... I'm there now!!"

"Aaahhh, I can't take it anymore, Cil... sick, Cil!!!" Nadine started to mess up.

"Patience, Nad. You definitely can. Set your breath well. Not that time I've said, don't drink too much ice, your baby will be big and hard to come out. That's what old people used to say."

"Aaarrrrrgggghhh, fuck the old man, bodo amaaattttt!!!" Now it was Amel's turn to mess with her.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim, Amel. You are fighting between life and death. You're patient, let's go on, set your breath, and start straining."

"AARRRRGGGHHHHH!!!!" Shouted them together.

After struggling for almost an hour, two tiny babies of different sexes were born. Amel gave birth to a baby girl, while Nadine gave birth to a baby boy.

After the delivery room, Nadine and Amel were transferred to a VVIP room large enough to accommodate two patients at once.

Cecilia held Amel's baby, and Rangga held Nadine's baby.

"They are very funny, yes" said Cecilia who was asserted by Rangga.

"How about we just match them when they grow up?" Chirps Amel.

"No! nay! I don't want to match up my son just to expand business connections" Radit replied.

"What kind of old man are you! They're still babies, it's inappropriate to talk about arranged marriages." Lerai Cecilia's.

"Ehem!! You better have your own baby. So let's be more crowded when we gather," said Nadine while glancing at Cecilia.

"God's Insha, pray as soon as we can catch up with you." Reply Cecil while smiling looking at Rangga.

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Somewhere away from the hustle and bustle of the city atmosphere, a man was teaching his students in front of the classroom.

The man still looked handsome despite wearing only a short-sleeved white shirt and black cloth trousers.

The bespectacled man had enjoyed his life for the past year. He no longer lives with the frenetic world of entertainment and politics.

No one recognized him here, and it made him comfortable and calm. But his heart was still agitated because this year, he could not be with his wife and child.

"Sir Alvian!!" Call someone he knows as the owner of the school.

Alvian works as a teacher at a remote school where children rarely attend. He volunteered there, and was paid modestly only with daily staples.

"Yes, Sir. What's up?" Alvian Sahut.

"There's someone looking for a father."

"Eh, who?"

Alvian followed the direction of Mr. Heru, the owner of the school to a living room in his house.

"Please enter!" Said Mr. Heru.

Alvian was surprised to see who came to see him.

"Mas.." Nayla's soft voice greeted Alvian.

"Nayla?!" Alvian walked towards him and immediately hugged Nayla's body.

Nayla cried sobbing in the arms of Alvian, the husband she had long missed. They cried together in silence.

"I've forgiven you." A voice made Alvian and Nayla face towards him.

"Bak Arini?" Alvian lirih.

"You have atoned for your sins, so now you must live well."

"What about Alif?" Alvian asked who also missed her son.

"He's here!" Answer Arini.

A nearly two-year-old boy approached Alvian and Nayla.

"Aliff..." Nayla hugged her son. Kissed Alif's cheeks with still leaving a sobbing.

"Thank you, Ma'am. Thank you for bringing us back together..."

Arini smiled and turned around leaving three people who were letting go of the longing.

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