Afgan stood in front of Melinda's door, confused and empty. His eyes stared blankly at the door leaf in front of him.
His heart wavered between the excitement of a romantic dinner with Melinda and confusion about his feelings for Adelia. He wanted to knock on the door, but hesitation haunted him. Inside, Afgan felt uncomfortable with his attitude towards Adelia at home earlier. Even so, Adelia's name kept playing on his mind.
The rose he had brought earlier felt heavy in his hand, a symbol of his own confusion. Why did he feel attached to Adelia, but also felt the need to be present for Melinda?
In his emptiness, Afgan decided to knock on the door. However, before he could do so, the door to the house was already open from the inside. Melinda appeared with a happy smile on her face, her eyes shining at the roses Afgan had brought.
“Afgan,” greeted Melinda with a smile on her face.
As they entered the party room, Melinda's eyes almost widened at the opulence of her surroundings. A room decorated with sparkling lights, piles of fragrant fresh flowers, and an orchestra playing classical music. This was her first time at a rich people's party. Seeing that the guests were dressed in designer dresses and suits, it was obvious that they were not random people, she could not hide her admiration.While Melinda looked around in amazement, Afgan left her for a moment to talk to his colleague. Melinda felt awkward in a crowd of people who looked so confident and elegant. She felt as if she was stranded in a whole new world.In her heart, Melinda muttered, “It's full of rich people, conglomerates! It's amazing!” She tried to control her awkwardness, but her feelings were mixed. However, she decided to keep a confident attitude and be friendly towards the other guests. Although she felt surprised and amazed, she tried t
Adelia was in her room, busy researching the work she had brought home, when suddenly she heard a noise coming from downstairs. Quickly, she stepped out of the room to see what was happening.Her heart almost stopped when she saw the security guards carrying Afgan's body towards the main room. Her eyes widened in shock, and she immediately ran over to them. “What's going on? Why is Afgan like this?” she exclaimed, her voice filled with anxiety and worry.The security officer, a tall man with a serious face, turned to Adelia. “We're sorry, ma'am. Last night, at the elite party, Afgan looked very unstable after drinking alcoholic beverages. He almost fainted and couldn't keep his balance. Mr. David asked us to take him back to his room to rest.”Adelia felt her heart pounding. She didn't know what to think or do. Ever since she came to this house, and became the hostess, she felt responsible for the
Their faces were only a few centimeters apart, and although Afgan was still asleep drunk, the expression on his face was calm without any guilt at all.Adelia's eyes widened in surprise. She felt her heart rate jump. Her breathing stopped for a moment, startled by this unexpected contact. Her face flushed, and she felt warmth creep from her lips to the rest of her body.Adelia was reminded of the touch from the mysterious man on the fateful night before her wedding day.In the tension-filled silence, they just paused for a moment, their lips still meeting in a light touch. Adelia felt time stand still for a moment, and she felt a strange vibration inside her. The two of them remained in very close proximity, as if the world around them was disappearing.However, when Afgan moaned softly in his sleep, Adelia immediately released her hand grip and touched his now warm lips. Adelia gasped and backed away quickly, feeling a deep sense of shame and confusion.
In the silence of the dark night, Afgan was stranded in the dark alleys of his memory. He felt the confusion that engulfed his mind, as if his spirit was lost among the bad memories that continued to haunt him. The night breeze hit his face, creating a tense and eerie atmosphere.Afgan suddenly found himself standing in front of his burning house. Raging flames engulfed everything around him. He felt a pain in his chest, a deep emotional wound hitting him again. In the darkness, the shadows of the flames created eerie silhouettes, creating a dance of chaos that danced on the charred walls of the house.He did not realize that he was in a dream. His real-life condition was sweaty and there was panic in his sleep.“Why was I left alone?” Afgan whispered to himself, his voice trembling with confusion and fear. However, no answer came, except for the rumbling sound of flames creeping closer to him. He was helples
Melinda felt confused and froze where she stood.“Melinda?” Afgan immediately approached Melinda while holding her sore cheek.Melinda was still trying to assemble the pieces of the mystery regarding the relationship that existed between Adelia and Afgan.“I'm not wrong with? You guys ... You're husband and wife?” asked Melinda in confusion.Afgan reached for Melinda's hand, but she immediately brushed it away roughly. It was as if she felt cheated by the two people who were looking at her with their own thoughts.“Melinda, listen to me first,” Afgan said softly, while Adelia felt the flames of jealousy burning even more inside her.“Yes, you heard me right! We're husband and wife and we just got married!” Adelia exclaimed, her eyes challenging Melinda.“The handsome man you want to ch
Adelia returned to the reception desk to answer the call.[What did you say? Edward Ofel?][Yes, Mrs. Smule. Is something wrong?][Quickly show me the way to the presidential suite. He is the owner of the largest shipping share of the Ofel group. Don't let him down. Forget about any administrative records!][Ba-good, Mrs. Smule]Adelia was about to hang up the call, but there was still a voice from the other side.[Serve him well, or if he's disappointed, then I'll have to fire you][Ba-well,]Adelia swallowed her saliva quickly and then immediately ran back to the lobby to bow respectfully to Edward Ofel who was still looking at her with a warm face.“Sorry, Mr. Edward. Your room is already available. I'll take Tuan up to your room,” said Adelia in a huff and awkwardly.
“Sorry,” Edward said trying to be polite.Degh!Suddenly the elevator lights came back on, Adelia breathed with relief.“It's on,” she said, looking at Edward.“Your face is flushed.” Edward said with a smile. He found Adelia quite attractive.“Afgan is your husband and you just had a forced marriage?” Edward asked suddenly.Adelia was silent and chose not to look at Edward. She stared at the elevator button screen furiously, she felt like time was taking forever until the elevator finally reached the presidential suite floor.Ting!The elevator doors opened, Adelia spread her hands in a professional manner and then bowed her body while holding the elevator card and handing it to Edward.“Please Mr. Edward, this is the electronic card for the e
“How about I buy you dinner?” Edward said, breaking the silence between them.Adelia wiped away the flowing tears again hurriedly.“I just want to go home,” Adelia said softly.When they arrived in front of Afgan's house, Adelia got out of the car with a heavy heart. She thanked Mr. Edward for the ride he had given her.Just as she was about to turn around, Adelia realized something strange.“How did you know the address and drive me here?”Edward smiled warmly, “wasn't it very clear earlier, you are the newly married wife of Afgan, that arrogant heir.”Edward chuckled at his own words.“Afgan and I have known each other for quite some time.”Adelia nodded and then began to step into the house. The security guard opened the tall gate and
The next day, Melinda came home with a sluggish face and a tired body. Bayu had attacked her so hard that she felt a sting between her thighs.Carrying Shintya, the woman shouted at her servant."Take care of the child first and call Aunt Kusuk!" she ordered and strode irritably to the room.All the clothes were placed unceremoniously on the floor. The woman quickly made her way to the bathroom.Not long after, Aunt Kusuk came in and Melinda quickly got out of the bathtub wearing only a bathrobe."I'm so tired, put all your energy into giving me a massage!" ordered Melinda as she lay face down on the bed.The therapist, who was giving Melinda a massage, occasionally furrowed her brow as she watched Melinda's body covered in tiny blues and hickeys.After finishing Melinda's massage, the therapist quickly left the room. Her mistress was already fast asleep.The therapist immediately reported everything she had seen to Afgan.
Bayu sits in the corner of the cafe with a serious expression. Melinda enters the room, and their gazes meet. They sit in a quiet corner, under dim lights. Tension hung in the air."How did you find me after so long?" asked Bayu with a questioning, longing look on his face.Melinda took a deep breath before answering, "Afgan and I, we've been drifting apart. Something is wrong, and I feel like I'm losing him. I miss him, Bayu."Bayu looked into Melinda's eyes, trying to read what was really going on. “So, what do you want from me, Melinda?”Melinda was shaken. "I don't know, Bayu. Maybe I'm looking for answers. Maybe I'm looking for support. I feel alienated in my own home."Bayu nodded, feeling sympathetic. They engaged in an open conversation, expressing their respective anxieties. They talked about their overly complicated lives, about the haunting past, and about the sense of loss they felt.Occasi
Melinda approached him, gritting her teeth. "Time? It's been a year!""Shintya needs her father, now! You're going to ruin her first birthday with her father's absence?"Afgan growled, "You don't understand!""You don't understand, Afgan! You make Shintya and me feel insignificant!" Melinda shouted, eyes glazed over.Afgan felt stabbed by those words, but he persisted. "I'll be gone for a while, Mel. This is important to me.""And what is important to you, Afgan? What did you choose to miss this moment for?" Melinda tried to get his attention by grabbing the sleeve of Afgan's shirt."Let go!" she exclaimed.Afgan shook his head. "You can't just force me to leave Adelia.""She's dead, Afgan! Please come to your senses!"The argument escalated, and a tense atmosphere pervaded their home. Melinda felt disappointment and frustration growing inside her. Afgan, fixated on his inability to let go of the past, decided to leave w
Melinda felt a change in her relationship with Afgan. Although their home was again full of laughter and jokes, there was an ice that had slipped between them. Every day, Melinda felt like she was facing a cold wall that she couldn't break through. The once beautiful landscape became increasingly bleak.Melinda tried to find answers within herself. She brooded in the middle of the night, sitting on her bed with her mind in turmoil. The silence of the house was only interrupted by the wind tapping on the windows. "Why has everything changed?" she muttered to herself."Why is there no love from Afgan at all even though I got rid of that pesky woman?"Melinda always slept alone without Afgan. The cold nights were shared only with her little daughter who often woke up at night to ask for milk.A message arrived on Melinda's cell phone in the middle of the night, as she was giving milk to the little one.[Already asleep?]Melinda simply read the
That morning, the sun shone down on their house. Afgan sat on the terrace, gazing at the garden that was slowly recovering from its sadness. Today he wasn't working because it was the first day of 2024.All employees were closed and Afgan had no reason to work. The gaze of the man looked pseudo and passionless.Even though the house was quiet with most of the servants on leave, there was still the occasional sound of little Shintya crying.However, the man did not respond to the cries at all.Melinda came out of the house, realizing that their conversation last night still left a wound in Afgan's heart.“I'm sorry, Afgan,” Melinda said regretfully. Her hands made a tray of tea and glasses. Melinda stepped closer to Afgan and tried to soften the heart of the man who became her husband.“I know it's complicated, and I want to make you ha
“What do you mean?”Afgan begins to tell Achmed about Bayu and Melinda having an affair. However, Achmed didn't fully believe him until Afgan showed him the evidence from the recording.“Let's do a DNA test!”“Okay! Do as you wish, Dad!” Afgan refocused on his work and didn't respond to his father's words anymore.The DNA test was conducted, but Melinda cunningly managed to trick the test employee by taking a sample of Afgan's own hair left in her comb.A few days passed, and the DNA test results finally came out. Achmed held the results tremblingly, seeking reassurance over the doubts that crept into his mind. Afgan, who had kept his distance from the situation from the start, finally agreed to speak.“Dad, what's the result?” Afgan asked, his face determined.Achmed stared at the DNA test results, then nodded with disappointment. “This... this is impossible. The results show that
“You want to visit his grave? Yes! Go to the Sanjaya Cemetery in South Jakarta. Look for Adelia's name in block 7!” exclaimed angrily through the speaker on the cell phone. The man did not allow the security guard to open the door at all.Hearing the answer from Edward, Afgan's heart was like being struck by lightning and then slashed by several sharp daggers.“Go back to your country. I really hate you for letting Adelia's body go up in flames like that!”Edward switched off the call from the security cell phone. With languid steps, Afgan stepped back into his car.The fact that Adelia was dead made his life feel shattered. With his left hand, he called his father to check the whereabouts of Adelia's grave.The driver drove the car back to the airport. Afgan did not wait any longer, but went straight to the private plane that his father had prepared.“Go home, Afgan,” Achmed said wearily.“Adelia's grave is indeed there and the death
“What's going on, is she awake?” asked Afgan with his breath caught in his throat as he ran from the hospital parking lot to his mother-in-law's room.“No, she's not conscious yet, but we heard her delirious.”“Edward and Adelia?”Kanya nodded her head confidently, as did Achmed.“It seems that Adelia's loss has something to do with Edward.”Afgan snorted harshly then said, “that man has been gone since before the fire. He's already engaged to Emily and they've returned to Dubai.”“How could he be involved?” Afgan asked himself.“It's good you're investigating, Afgan. All the possibilities are there, after all you've been looking all this time.”“By the way, what about Melinda, have you forgiven your wife?” Achmed asked his son.Afgan looked at his father meaningfully. He couldn't bear to tell him the secret abou
“I'm sorry for everything I did that was unfair to her, Father.”Afgan's voice was hoarse and his chest felt tight.Achmed looked at his son with compassion. “We cannot control fate, Afgan. Life sometimes gives us difficult trials, but we must fight through them together. We will find a way out, and we will be stronger than ever.”Afgan nodded, the man wiping away tears with the back of his hand as he absorbed his father's words. Although there were still many questions and uncertainties ahead, he felt that his family would find a way to get through all the obstacles and rebuild their lives.The two sat together in the hospital waiting room, embracing each other in an emo-laden silence. They realize that in order to achieve happiness in the future, they must unite and support each other, even though the road ahead may still be difficult and full of challenges.“I'm going to go calm down, D