99 Love for You

Cork (2)

*Cecilia PoV*

With tears in my eyes, I drove down the city streets in my car. My emotions are still stirring. I can't believe that Mas Alvian would just let me go.

Even though I'm leaving, even if he stops me. Where am I going now? To my mother's house? That's exactly what I'm gonna do. But not in this situation. I'm too fucked up to see my mom right now.

My God, is what I'm doing right? I'm so hurt. I can't stay in that place anymore. I've lost my daughter, and now do I have to let go of my husband?

I'm so confused, God. And in that confusion I suddenly found the one place I had once been to calm down.

Cafes Chocolatte Lovers.

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*PoV* ladder*

My phone rang as I was about to take a break, throwing my body into bed. Who's calling at this hour? Thought.

The senses? Indra is the owner of the Chocolatte Lovers cafe. I just got out of there. Why did Indra call? Is there anything I missed?

I was very surprised by what Indra told me. Without thinking long I immediately waltzed away to drive my car to the cafe.

Arriving at the cafe, I saw Cecilia sitting down. I approached Indra.

"What's up, Ndra? What happened to her?" I pointed towards Cecilia, who seemed to be unconscious.

"It looks like there's a problem or something, Mas. He ordered a lot of drinks. And spend it." explained Indra.

"What do you love to drink? Alcohol? Why is he such a drunk?"

"Mas Rangga do not joke, here does not provide alcohol, Mas. Maybe he's drunk on chocolate, so it could be."

"Don't joke! Yes, you can take him to my car. Thank you for calling me. He's my employee at the office."

"I don't know who to call, because the cafe is closing. And this mom doesn't want to leave. Then I remember if I ever saw Mas Rangga here with this mbak. So I finally contacted Mas Rangga. Sorry for interrupting."

"It's okay."

I got Cecilia to get in my car. But suddenly he regained consciousness and refused. He talks about raving indistinctly just like a drunk. I think this is very strange.

What effect will drinking chocolate with large portions make people so drunk? I still can't believe it.

Cecilia recognized me, called my name, and told me she was leaving her house. Then he opened the trunk of his car and brought the big top out.

So he really left the house? I scrunched my forehead.

Cecil's situation is already very chaotic. I decided to bring her to my house.

Arriving home, Cecilia vomited her entrails in the bathroom. All right, it seems right that he did drink too much chocolate and ended up making his stomach 'eneg', then took it out.

Ms. Siti prepared a guest room for Cecil. After Cecil spewed out all the contents in his stomach, then he fell asleep. I saw the look on his face. His eyes. Like I've been crying. What happened to you, Cil? Did Alvian hurt you again?

Ah, I hate myself. What am I feeling now? A iba? Why can't I let him stay away? Why would I care about him? Seeing the sadness she was experiencing brought me closer to her.

Am I in love?

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*Cecilia PoV*

My decision to leave the house I've lived in with Alvian for eight years makes me very sad. I imagined tonight I wouldn't be able to sleep well. I'm confused myself, where am I going. Was my decision too hasty?

It is too late to repeat the time. Time cannot repeat itself. I'll regret this later on all my decisions.

I don't think I can really sleep well. But... Wait wait!! I feel very comfortable, and I don't want to get out of bed. Last night I just predicted that I wouldn't be able to sleep well. Then This? Whatisthis? I sleep really well in this soft bed.

I slowly opened my eyes. How surprised I was when I saw Mr. Rangga in front of me. It's not a dream, is it?

"You're awake, Cil. Clean yourself up and come downstairs for breakfast.  For today, you, I allow for a leave of absence. Take a break first, and don't think about leaving before I get back from the office. Understood?"

Without hearing what my answer was, Mr. Rangga immediately passed from before me.

I'm trying to recall what happened last night. How did I get here. In this room. Nope. In this house.

I put my face in the pillow. I was so embarrassed to remember last night. The one who helped me last night was Mr. Rangga. And I knew it well, but why didn't I turn it down at that time?

I'm ruffled my hair's unraveling. What should I do in front of Mr Rangga later? Ah, really sucks.

...***...

After showering and cleaning myself, I came out of the room. I slept in the guest room on the second floor.

When I came out of the room, I set my foot on the stairs down. I am amazed at the grandeur of this house. And just this time I came to the President's house.

I never knew who that woman was. Not my business either. I continued my steps towards the dining room.

Actually I don't know where the dining room is. But since I heard the sound of the plate clinking, I'm sure it must have come from there. And sure enough, there was a middle-aged woman who was tidying the dishes on the dining table.

The woman saw me, and she greeted me.

"Please, Sister Cecil. The breakfast is ready. Meet, I'm Ms. Siti, the head housekeeper here." Mother Siti extended her hand.

"Thank you, Mother. Sorry to be so troublesome."

"It's okay. Cecil is Mas Rangga's guest. So it must be well served."

I smiled clumsyly.

"Mbak Cecil was the first woman Mas Rangga brought home." Story of Lady Siti pouring tea for me. Instantly I was choked by the food I was chewing.

"What Mom? First lady?" ask me to repeat the sentence of Siti ma'am.

"Yes, all this time Mas Rangga never brought his girlfriend home. Cecil's the first."

I'm starting to think. It is impossible for a man like Rangga Adi Putra to never bring his girlfriend home? Doesn't she have a lot of female fans?

"Didn't Miss Nadine come here a lot, Mom?" ask me with full investigation.

"Oh, if Miss Nadine, she's here a lot. But not because they were invited. He came alone. Same with Cecil." Lady Siti smiled strangely at me.

I took my cup of tea and sipped it. Something's wrong here. Ms. Siti must have thought nothing of my relationship with Mr. Rangga.

"I'm just Mr. Rangga's employee, ma'am. And it just so happened that Mr. Rangga helped me last night." I need to explain so that Ms. Siti doesn't misunderstand me.

"Yes, I've heard from my son, Herman. The driver is Mas Rangga."

I'm nodding. "Oh yes, Mom. Thank you so much for the breakfast. I think I should go, Mom. It's not good if I trouble Mr. Rangga again. Please say thank you to Mr. Rangga."

"Lho, why leave? Ms. Cecil must not leave before Mas Rangga returns from the office. Mas Rangga sent a message so same mother."

"Well?!" I round my eyes not understanding. At first glance I remember the words of Mr. Rangga when I woke up earlier.

"That's it. So that Mbak Cecil is not bored, Mbak Cecil can go to the library room. There'll be a room with Miss Sheila. Ms. Cecil can read her collection of books Miss Sheila."

"Sheila?" Was it the young woman the family had photographed earlier?

"Mr Cecil doesn't know about Miss Sheila yet? He's Mas Rangga's brother. The only. It's rare to be seen, because Miss Sheila lives in America. And Mas Rangga very much covered his sister's personal life. It is rarely highlighted by journalists. The people mMas Rangga's an only child."

I'm nodding. Likewise with me, all this time I also know Mr. Rangga is an only child. And also the heir to AJ Group.

...***...

Actually not strange, for a conglomerate family like Pak Adi Jaya, has its own library space in his house. But still I was always amazed by the things in this house.

The library has its own corners. And the books, also arranged based on their respective ownership. There is a room that belongs to the president, and also the president. Then, Rangga's Corner. The title is listed on the front board of one of the spaces. I wonder what kind of book collection belongs to Mr. Rangga.

Everything is neatly arranged. And arranged according to the letters of the alphabet. Rangga likes neatness. I know it.

But there's no interesting book there. It's all about business and economics. I patted my head.

What do you expect, Cecil?

I was hoping to find a book about romance novels. Hahaha, it's impossible.

Then at the very end of the corner, is the most attention-grabbing. Because the board is pink, and the letters that make up Sheila's Corner are rainbow. So pretty.

I piled on one shelf after another Sheila's collection of books. My eyes are sparkling, romance novels. That's the most on Sheila's bookshelf. And there's one shelf full of romance movies.

Well, it's more interesting to watch a movie than to read a book. Thought. Home theater equipment is available there. I just picked the movie I was going to watch, and then I sat down and hugged Sheila's Hello Kitty doll. Sheila seems like a big fan of this one cat figure. Because it looks from the ornaments here, the average picture is Hello Kitty.

...***...

I forget for a moment my problem. And I spent time watching movies. Because there are too many movies I watch. To make me sleepy and asleep. All the rooms in this house seem comfortable to sleep in.

I don't know how long I've been asleep. I saw the clock in my hand. I was surprised because it was 7 p.m. I took my clothes and my hair. I rushed out of Sheila's room. But I stopped because there was already Mr. Rangga who stood up while crossing his arms.

"Rangga sir?"

"You seem to really like to sleep." Rangga smiled very widely.

I can't understand the meaning behind that smile. He mocking me or...?

The smile was hypnotizing me. Rangga who I have known all this time, never smiled like this in front of me. What's wrong with her?

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