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"Cil, what are you doing here?" Amel's voice startled Cecilia who had just been fluttering in front of the cafe. Cecilia quickly wiped away her tears.
"none. I'm just looking for the wind."
"Let's go back inside!" Take Amel by grabbing Cecil's shoulder.
As they turned around, a car came and stopped right in front of them.
Amel and Cecil were curious about the figure coming out of the car.
"Shaa?" Cecil was surprised and delighted.
"Hi, Kil. Congratulations on opening your cafe" said Shasha, extending her hand.
"Thank you for coming." Cecilia welcomed Shasha's hand.
"Sorry I came late. The show's over, isn't it?"
"Yes, but it's okay. Please enter! There's Bima inside too."
Shasha stepped inside the cafe, followed by Cecil and Amel in the back.
Amel held Cecil's arm. "Wait, Gil!"
"What's wrong?"
"Why did you invite the former Alvian manager?"
"Why indeed?"
"It could be that he's still in touch with Alvian. And he came here just to spy on you."
"Astaghfirullahaladhim, Amel. It's not good to be prejudiced by others. If Shasha is still in contact with Mas Alvian, what's the problem?"
"You're! Still not conscious, either? Alvian and his family have always messed up your life and made you suffer. So stop caring about them. It would be better if you just hate it!"
"Don't say that, Mel. I'm sure both Mas Alvian and Nayla, and Mas Arif, they'll get their own punishment. So, we don't judge them anymore. You understand, don't you?"
Amel rolled his eyeballs.
"What is your heart made of, Cil? How can you forgive them so quickly after what they've done to you? You've lost a lot of things because of them."
"When we harbor hatred, there is nothing we can gain from it, except sadness and disappointment. I was hurt because of them. I'm very disappointed in them. But what do I get? I just feel sad and alone. I don't want to, Mel. I want to be happy. I don't want to be sad anymore. And the only way is, forgive ourselves, then others. I am trying to make peace with my heart. Then I have to make peace with the people who hurt me."
"I don't understand your mind..."
"Mels... In the past, I've made mistakes too. Let's just say I'm making amends. That way, we're breakeven. Simple, right? I'm not a good person, not entirely good. They are not entirely evil either. About Nayla... In her previous marriage, she was not happy. She became a wife who only took care of her sick husband. He did not take care of a child. Then now, he had a son from Mas Alvian. It was a reply because he had been patient. Maybe I was selfish. I only think about my own happiness. No matter what kind of struggle Nayla lived her life. So then... I ask now, we forget everything, and live quietly. How's it?"
"Why did you become wiser after the hijab?" Amel bobbing head.
Cecilia laughs. "So you want a hijab too?"
"Duh, I don't think I'm ready yet, Cil. Hehe."
"Study first. I'll meet Umi Isma."
"OKAY. Hehe." And the two of them hugged each other and went back into the cafe.
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Herman and Bu Siti return home with a box of bread from Cecil.
"You're home yet?" Ask Mr. Udin.
"Already, Sir. It's a great show, sir. You should come too" replied Herman.
"Later no one accompanied Mas Rangga, Man," said Bu Siti.
"Lho! Didn't you guys meet Mas Rangga? It looks like he left in his car. You think he went to Mbak Cecil's cafe too."
"Eh? Mas Rangga's gone?" Herman and Bu Siti frowned.
"What's the noise calling my name?"
The one being talked about suddenly came and immediately wandered off towards his room.
"Where's Mas Rangga from?" Ask Ms. Siti.
Rangga stopped his steps.
Herman and Bu Siti frowned. In their hearts they said, "Who is thinking so much?!"
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"How's the show going, Cil? Many come?"
"Mom should have gone there too. Crowd, Mom. Many young people come."
"That's a youth show, mom doesn't fit in there. Uh, I heard you invited Bima and Alvian's former manager, what's her name?"
"Shasha, Mum. Why the hell?"
"Why did you invite Alvian's friend too?"
"They're my friends too, Mom."
"You're! It's so hard talking to you! I told you not to get in touch with anything that has to do with Alvian anymore! Can't you hear what your mother said!"
"So Amel, now mom! Will you continue to blaspheme them? They came there as my guests, not as Mas Alvian's friends."
Cecil did not want to argue with his mother again and chose to go into the room.
"Hey!!! I'm not done talking!! Cecil!!!"
Cecil closed his ears and did not want to hear anything more at this time.
This is his happy day. Why do so many people ruin their mood?
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The next day, the,
Cecilia was getting ready to head to the cafe. After last night's debate, Cecilia and her mother haven't spoken to each other yet. Cecil is upset with his mother's behavior, who always hates anything related to Alvian.
Okay fine! They deserve to be hated, because they hurt Cecil a lot. But what do you get from hate? What do you get from revenge? It just leaves sadness. So Cecil chose to forgive those who had hurt him. It will make him more calm and happy.
"I'm happy, Mom," said Cecil at the end.
"............" There was no answer from Mary's mother.
"I beg you to understand my decision. God alone always forgives His servant, how we are just ordinary people. Why can't we forgive the mistakes of our fellow men?"
"Huft, I understand what you mean. All right, from now on I won't talk about them anymore."
"Thank you, mother..." Cecilia hugged her mother.
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Today is the first day Cecil manages his cafe. Because it is still new, he gave a 50% discount on all menus in the cafe.
Most visitors are school children and students who deliberately hang out to spend time or do college assignments.
Cecilia was so excited today. He designed and served his own customers. Although he also hired three other people to help him in the cafe.
The cafe closes at 10 p.m. Cecilia was very tired today. Arriving at home, he wants to enjoy the air at night in front of his house.
As usual he sat on the porch of the house accompanied by a cup of ginger tea that had been brewed. He sipped little by little the ginger tea because it was still hot.
Cecilia was very happy. Although his body felt tired and achy, but the happiness made all the pain disappear.
He wants every day to be like today. He thought of nothing but his cafe. The burden that he felt yesterday, now disappeared like the wind.
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