99 Love for You

Say Sorry with Pizza

That night Cecilia was busy with her notebook. He explored the virtual world by searching for information about someone. That man was Ishmael. Although Cecil did not like it, but he was curious about the figure of Ismail.

Cecil tried to find Ismail's social media accounts. There are many people with the same name. Therefore, Cecil had to read every profile of a person named Ismail. Cecil still hasn't found the Ismail he's looking for.

It suddenly crossed his mind to search for information about Ismail from his office contacts. Cecil typed the name of the police station where Ismail worked. Sure enough he found something there. It turns out Ismail is a figure of achievement police. He got a lot of credit for handling the case well.

But there is something amazing about Ishmael. It's about his past. Cecil was stunned to read an article about Ismail. It's about an event that happened 20 years ago. That incident was heartbreaking. And made Cecil suddenly shed his tears. He closed his mouth as if he could not believe what he was reading. Ismail whom he thought was a bitch. It turned out to be just a poor boy who had experienced a tragic event.

The next day, Cecil thought about apologizing to Ismail. But he was confused where to start. The beginning of his meeting with Ishmael was less pleasant. Even yesterday he was still arguing with Ishmael.

Cecil spoke to Amel for advice.

"A good way to apologize? Who do you have wrong with?" ask Amel.

"With someone. Please help me! Give me advice from you. I don't know how to."

"Mmmm, what is it? Tell you what, what if you send him food? Do you know what her favorite food is?"

"I don't know her favorite food. How'this? Or did I give him a common meal? I mean, the average person likes."

"What does the average person like? May also be your idea. If I like martabak, hehehe." Amel grinned.

"Currently, you are!!! I'm serious, Mel!!! Come on, help me!!"

"Buy it where you used to buy food. A pizza? Looks good. In addition to the attractive appearance, the price is also not cheap. Not ordinary food! Hows it? Oh yeah, well, if I may know, is he a man or a woman?"

"A man."

"That'll be easier, Cil. Because men usually do not choose food. Except for a guy like my husband, haha." Amel laughing.

"alright. Good idea too. Thanks for the advice." Cecil breezed away.

"You only came to me to ask this? Where's martabakku?"

"Later if this idea of yours works. I'll buy you a martabak. See you later" Cecil waved to Amel.

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After work, Cecil came to his mother's house. Of course the goal was not to meet his mother, but to meet Ishmael. He saw Ismail's car was still in front of the house, it meant he had come home from the office.

"Too weird in my opinion. How can an ordinary policeman like him have a good car and a big new motorcycle from a famous brand manufacturer?Is he a corrupt cop?" Cecilia's mind began to churn.

I wonder if he should apologize or not.

"But if I don't apologize, it'll be a waste for me to buy pizza. No one likes to eat pizza at home."

"Sir Cecil? What are you doing here?"

Asked Ismail who now changed his call to Cecil to 'take'.

Cecil misbehaved and felt very awkward. Between surprise and embarrassment, Ishmael suddenly appeared before him. But he tried to cover up his nervousness. He should start saying a word.

"Umm, here. I-I-I-want to apologize to you."

"Sorry?"

"Yes, about yesterday, and yesterday again. I've been so outrageous to you."

Ismail smiled. "It's okay, Ma'am. I'm used to dealing with a lot of different people. Cecil doesn't have to feel sad."

"I also feel sorry for what happened to your family. I just found out last night. After reading the news on the online site."

"Oh about that? It's been a long time."

"You must have been very sad at the time. And so you-you keep convincing me, that I may continue my case. Because you've already felt, what it's like to lose someone we love. Oh yeah, here, I got pizza. Hope you like pizza."

"Why bother? Thank you very much. And I'm sorry too. Because it's too imposing my will on Mbak Cecil."

"So, we're already breakeven. We forgive each other." Cecilia extended her hand.

"Yes. We're even." Ismail welcomed Cecilia's hand.

They both laughed together. Ishmael finally told me his life story. His family was robbed 20 years ago, and his parents were killed by the robber. Only Ishmael survived. Little Ismail who was filled with trauma and then helped by the police chief who handled the robbery case. And raised Ishmael as a child, until he was schooled until he became a policeman.

Cecilia asks Ismail to look after her mother, as Cecil cannot always come to visit.

"I'm picking up Mom, yeah. I can't come here as often as I can, because I'm busy with my work. Since Tasya's departure, I've wanted to keep myself busy with a lot of work. I'm happy because Mom has a close neighbor who's also a cop. I feel like my mom has a bodyguard."

"Haha. Don't exaggerate! I'm just a regular guy who happens to be a cop. I'm also happy that Mother Sister Cecil thinks of me as her own son."

"Don't call me 'mombs'. Just call me Cecilia or Cecil. To be more familiar."

"okay! Cecilia, hehehe." Ismail felt awkward when talking to Cecilia. Could it be that he felt something different towards Cecilia?

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