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"Please, Nicholas, don't prolong this issue!" Diki's mother pleaded, kneeling down. Afraid that her family's reputation would be tarnished, she was willing to humble herself in front of Nicholas. "Earlier, you asked Diki to apologize, right? I'll make sure he comes to your house and apologizes to Alesya."
"I... I..."
Nicholas raised his hand, silencing the middle-aged woman. He couldn't accept any excuses. So, Nicholas walked away. It was up to Diki now. Coming to apologize would be better. Even if not, Nicholas was satisfied with teaching him a lesson, leaving him unable to move and with split lips.
Furthermore, Nicholas couldn't involve the police in this case. He had no witnesses, and the evidence had been given to Diki. The CCTV he mentioned was just a bluff. As for Bryan, there was no guarantee he would agree to be a witness. So, he had to rely on his own strength to teach Diki a lesson, even if it meant his hand was a bit swollen and bruised. That was fine as long as he was satisfied.
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Nicholas grinned. He acted as if nothing had happened when he entered. He approached Alesya, who was packing some items into her bag.
"Going on a picnic, Miss?" Nicholas teased, pinching Alesya's nose.
"Ugh... that hurts, Nicholas." Alesya rubbed her reddened nose due to Nicholas's antics.
"Well, I can't help it, I find you adorable."
"Wait! What's this?" Alesya caught Nicholas's hand. "Why the bruise? It wasn't there earlier, Nik."
"What wasn't there?" Nicholas innocently looked at the bruise on the back of his hand.
"This bruise... I distinctly remember there was no injury there, except for the cut on your index finger."
"That injury!?" Alesya nodded. "It was kissed by an angel, that's why it's like this."
"Nicholas..." Alesya squinted her eyes.
"I don't want to talk about it. You'll find out soon enough. So... I'll excuse myself, Miss Angel, I need to take a shower. It's hot, and I also smell bad. I wouldn't want to meet handsome uncles smelling like this." Nicholas winked, teasing Alesya, who could only shake her head.
"Teasing what uncles? You prefer teasing me!" Alesya retorted before Nicholas disappeared behind the bathroom door.
"Why don't you decide? You're the one who's in control," Nicholas replied with a laugh, covering up his embarrassment from Alesya's words that hit home.
Alesya smiled to herself, feeling embarrassed too, considering how close her relationship with Nicholas had become. Could Alesya hope that Nicholas would become the father of her future children? Hope to divorce Bryan and marry Nicholas? To live together in marriage until death do them part?
"He has his own world. Don't hope for more, Al. Even if he recovers, you might not be his type. He's so kind, handsome, and caring; surely many girls secretly love him." Alesya muttered to herself. She continued packing a few more clothes and some belongings, including photo albums, to ward off her longing for her parents.
Just a few minutes after Nicholas went into the bathroom, Alesya raised an eyebrow. She heard a knock and a call from the front door. She hurriedly got up to see who the visitor was.
"City Mayor?!" Alesya took a step back when Diki appeared from behind the house's column. The man looked beaten up, with blood still oozing from his nose and lips.
Diki's mother knelt before Alesya. "Dear Alesya, I apologize for Diki's actions. Please, don't take last night's incident to the police station. I'm genuinely sorry I couldn't raise Diki properly. I beg you, please. Besides, Diki has already been taught a lesson by Nicholas, so it should be balanced now. There's no need to resolve this further."
"N-Nicholas?" Alesya stammered. Seeing Diki's condition, she couldn't believe that Nicholas had transformed him into this state.
Ah, no wonder Alesya saw Nicholas's hand was bruised. It turns out he had gotten that bruise while avenging Alesya. If Diki and his mother weren't here, Alesya would have rushed to the bathroom to hug Nicholas.
"I have forgiven him, ma'am. So, you can take your son home now. I'm sorry, but I have to go inside. I still have a lot of work to do before returning to the city. And for you, Diki, there's no need to apologize. Just leave, I don't want to see you again. Thank you for coming to apologize, please go."
Alesya closed the door. It might not have been polite, but she didn't want to linger in Diki's presence. She wanted to add to what Nicholas had already given him.
And another reason was that Alesya couldn't wait to see Nicholas. She was grateful for him avenging her without tarnishing Bryan's reputation.
After a brief peek to make sure that Diki and his mother had left, Alesya rushed to lock the door. She hurriedly made her way to the bathroom, standing in front of the door, waiting for Nicholas to finish. Her heart was pounding.
As soon as Nicholas opened the door, without any delay, Alesya hugged him tightly. She didn't care that Nicholas was only wearing a bathrobe; what mattered was the embrace.
"I missed you after just a short shower. What if I leave for a long time? Like going out of town?" Nicholas teased.
Alesya shook her head. "You won't."
"Are you sure you won't miss me?"
"I'm absolutely sure."
"I'll hold you to your words. If I get orders from out of town, I won't come back... If it's a two-day event, I'll stay there as long as I want."
"That's fine."
"Sure you won't miss me?"
"I'm sure I won't. I'll come with you."
"Come with me?"
"Of course. Why should I stay? You're the only one I have, Nik. There's no one else."
Nicholas returned Alesya's hug, holding her so tightly it felt like he was drowning her in it.
"I'll be with you until you're happy," he murmured to himself, making a promise he could keep. Because Nicholas knew that he and Alesya could never be together.
"If you want to come with me wherever I go, find me something to wear now. I can't possibly go home wearing just this towel," Nicholas remarked.
"Let's do it this way." Alesya smiled. "You don't like women, so you're safe."
"That's right."
"Ah, but wait, you don't know how. So what's the point?"
"True! Well, you're safe. You don't like men, so how could you eat me, Nik?"
"Sure you won't?" Nicholas blinked.
"I won't!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yep, I won't. But I still need a change of clothes, Nik."
"Wait here!" Alesya released her hug and walked away, leaving Nicholas behind.
Gibran continued, "As for our divorce, I've already agreed to it. We'll proceed with the legal process, and you'll be free to start a new chapter in your life. I hope you find the happiness you deserve."The conversation between Viska and Gibran marked the beginning of the end of their tumultuous marriage. While their emotions were still raw, they had come to a mutual understanding that it was time to move on and seek happiness elsewhere.Gibran's frustration and pent-up emotions poured out as he defended his actions. He felt betrayed by Viska, who had consistently pushed him away and made unfavorable comparisons with Nicholas. Their relationship had become a battleground of insecurities, and Gibran had sought solace with Shabila.Viska's accusations stung, but Gibran was determined to make her understand the context of his actions. He continued, "Viska, I don't want to justify what I did, but it was a result of our broken marriage. We both contributed to its downfall. I needed someth
190"Also," Bryan paused, kissing Silvi's lips briefly."Don't forget that the night we were together, I can assure you, it's my child."Silvi shook her head. "It's not Devin's child. Do you think after that night, I didn't do anything with other men? Did you really think that night was the only time someone touched me? No, there have been many other nights with so many men because I felt like I wasn't pure anymore. So I was free to do it with anyone since my life was already a mess.""S-so... instead of slightly more ruining myself, and the last time it was done to me was by Devin. That's why he's willing to take responsibility. He's also convinced that this is his child."Bryan let out a bitter laugh, releasing Silvi from his embrace. "Is that so?" He loosened his tie, which had felt suffocating after hearing Silvi's explanation. "Let's prove that what you said is true." He took off the suit jacket that clung to his body.“W-what are you doing?” Silvi stepped back. Hugging her own b
189"No way! I won't leave until I meet Gibran. He has to take responsibility for this child," Shabila insisted, refusing to budge. She held onto Viska and stood her ground."Leave, I said! Go!"Viska couldn't bear Shabila's stubbornness and forcefully pulled her arm, nearly causing Shabila to stumble."What's wrong with you!" Shabila pushed away Viska's hand and fixed her disheveled hair. "Are you afraid your husband's actions will be known to your parents? Or is it that you refuse to accept the truth?" Shabila began to rant."I don't understand what you're saying. Now leave!" Viska demanded."Wait, Viska! Mom wants to ask this woman something." Viska's mother restrained her daughter and turned to Shabila. "Why did you let my granddaughter get pregnant? Don't you know he's already married? What do you want from us? Money?"Shabila seethed with anger. Her dignity felt insulted when the middle-aged woman mentioned money."Do you think I'm a lowly woman who just surrenders her body to a
188Shabila spent the whole day in frustration, angry that she couldn't meet Gibran at his cafe. She paced back and forth in her room, thinking of ways to meet him."Do you think you can avoid me forever? You won't be able to, Gibran. I have to make you take responsibility for the child I'm carrying. You won't be able to escape. Just wait and see."Shabila clenched her fists, planning a thousand ways to meet Gibran. "If I can't find you at the cafe, I'll come to your house. Let's see if you can still avoid me," she muttered to herself.Gibran decided to visit the club where he had met Shabila some time ago. He had a bad feeling about Shabila's visit to his cafe and wanted to find out what had really happened between them that night. Honestly, Gibran didn't remember much because he had been heavily intoxicated that night.Upon arriving at the club, Gibran called one of the waitresses and conveyed his request to meet with the club's owner."I'd like to discuss something important with y
187"What brand would you like, Miss?" The employee asked while displaying several different brands of pregnancy tests.Shabila looked puzzled, which only fueled the employee's suspicions. "Is this your first time buying a pregnancy test?" she guessed with a condescending glance."Y-yes," Shabila replied hesitantly. Seeing the employee looking down on her, Shabila's heart began to boil. "I am already married, just so you know. Here's my ID," she said abruptly, opening her wallet and showing her ID card, which still stated her marital status as MARRIED. Her divorce from Arya was only religious; it wasn't legally recognized yet.Seeing the ID placed on the counter, the pharmacy employee became flustered. She was torn between embarrassment and guilt. "I'm s-sorry, Miss, I didn't mean to—""It's fine, I understand!" Shabila retorted sharply, then pointed towards the pregnancy tests. "So, which one is the best?" she asked.She deliberately didn't want to prolong the issue since she wanted
186Several days had passed, and today was the ceremonial bath event for Silvi. Everything was well-prepared, and the guests were moved by the event, which was expertly guided by the paid organizers, arranged by Silvi's parents. Silvi's large family wore matching light green kebaya, while Devin's family, who were present, wore light blue kebaya. The event was conducted with great solemnity, and Silvi looked beautiful despite wearing makeup that wasn't too flashy.This ceremony included many symbols and motifs that served as lessons or guidelines for the couple, influencing their married life. These symbols or motifs mainly conveyed advice and useful insights for the newlyweds' life together. That's why Mama Silvi insisted on holding the ceremonial bath event, even though Silvi and Devin had been married before.In addition to the food ordered for the guests and relatives, the organizers had prepared specific dishes usually served during this ceremonial bath event. These included tumpe