Both women turned their heads simultaneously towards Afgan. Melinda immediately replied with the most beautiful smile she had while Adelia furrowed her brow and held her breath.
“Let's have breakfast,” Afgan invited, looking at Melinda with a face and words full of tenderness. Very different from the way he spoke to Adelia this morning.
Afgan only glanced at Adelia who swallowed her saliva after listening to the invitation, he knew that Adelia also worked at the hotel, but he decided to focus on Melinda.
Adelia held back the hunger in her stomach, she herself hadn't had breakfast yet, but her husband invited another woman to have breakfast with him - a coworker, a woman in front of her.
Adelia clenched her hands together tightly to contain the anger that rumbled inside her chest.
“Okay, Adelia ... please take over my work, honey. That's very kind of you!”
Afgan stepped into the house with hurried steps, he pulled off his tie in one fell swoop as he passed the dining room before heading to the room on the second floor.Afgan stopped his steps when he saw Adelia swallowing noodles. Adelia froze and they stared at each other unintentionally.The long strands of noodles from the mouth to the noodle bowl made Afgan wince at the sight of them, the man raised the corners of his lips upwards with a dismissive look.“That food suits you. You're on that level,” Afgan said as he headed for the stairs, ignoring Adelia's response completely.Sluurppp!Adelia sucked down the noodles and soup by raising the bowl. The waiters were uncomfortable with Adelia's attitude and way of eating, but she didn't seem to care.In her heart, Adelia was actually devastated by Afgan's sarcastic words, but she chose to persevere.
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.
Rafael promised to give them his full support throughout the journey of life that had just begun. Despite their separate paths, kindness, love, and responsibility remain the foundation that binds their relationship as a family together.After Aiyana calmed down, Grandpa invited her to sit in the living room, looking at Aiyana with great concern. “Aiyana, there is something I would like to ask you to consider together.”Aiyana sat near her grandfather, asking curiously, “What is it, Grandfather?”Grandpa Rafael took a deep breath, “After everything that's happened, I feel it's time we make a decision about our future.”“Do you want to have full custody of your twin child without the need for her father's intervention in the future?”Aiyana had told Grandpa Rafael all about her past life, about how she had lived with Afgan and how she had been trapped in the embers until she had to undergo total plastic
Edward said with confidence, "We may not be able to change the past, but we can build a beautiful future together."The four of them sat together in silence for a moment, appreciating the strength of their bond.Although Emily's wish to have biological children may not be realized, the presence of Joanne and Lucas still brings light and happiness to her life. They know that family is not just about blood, but also about love, support, and a bond that grows with time.Aiyana stepped closer to Emily with warmth in her eyes. "My son is your son too, Emily," she said, embracing the woman tightly. Emily was taken aback by the warmth and kindness of Lucas's mother.Emily smiled with teary eyes, feeling how special this moment was. "Thank you," she whispered, feeling a deep sense of gratitude.Edward, who had been a spectator in the corner of the room, saw this moment with eyes full of love and happiness. Seeing the two people he loved like that, gave him
The lavish stage was filled with spotlights, and echoing music filled the room as the fashion show began. Amongst the glittering spotlights and jingling steps of the models, two identical twins, Joanne and Lucas, stood at the back of the stage in their stunningly modeled children's outfits.Their eyes sparkled as they entered the stage, and a standing ovation greeted them. They strutted confidently, combing the catwalk as if they had been doing it all their lives. Joanne and Lucas do have an extraordinary charm, and top designers love their uniqueness.Their beaming smiles reflected the joy of children who are innocent and energetic, lively and clever.Applause from the boisterous audience accompanied their steps along the catwalk.In the audience, their mother, Aiyana, sat proudly. Her eyes sparkle as she watches her twin shine on stage. Next to her, their grandfather, Rafael, was also smiling happily. Yet, there was a longing in their hearts. If only th
"What's wrong with you?" greeted Bob's coworker. Afgan's assistant was just silent and silent. He was thinking about the twins that Afgan said."Bob!" called his coworker once again. "Huh?" Bob looked at him with confusion."What's wrong with you?""Oh, it's nothing. I'm just thinking, is it better to go to Africa," Bob said unconsciously."What the hell ... seriously?""Tell me, how can I find twins who look like Afgan?""Twins? Like Mr. Boss?" Bob's coworker put his hand to his chin. "I think I've seen it before.""What? Tell me where!" Bobo pulled the collar of his colleague's shirt so that the man became claustrophobic."Let go, this hurts! Aough... "Bob came to his senses and hurriedly removed his hand. "Tell me!""Okay, look at this." The man took his cell phone and opened the latest social media application. With a swipe, he opened the screen showing a live fashion show."What is this, I want twins,
Afgan snorted and went into the master suite.Melinda began to feel isolated and unsupported. When she tried to talk to Afgan's family, they just rolled their eyes and avoided talking about their domestic problems.One lonely Sunday, Kanya, Afgan's mother, suddenly came to visit Shintya. She focused on playing and joking with her granddaughter. Melinda's presence was simply ignored.A distraught Melinda tried to seek support from Afgan's mother, hoping to find understanding or a solution. However, her hopes were dashed when she spoke to her mother-in-law.Melinda approached Kanya who was playing with Shintya and said in a soft tone. "Mom, I feel lost in our marriage. Afgan is getting distant, and I don't know what to do."Kanya, Afgan's mother, a stern and cold woman, just smiled sarcastically. She already knew all of Melinda's dark secrets. As well as her involvement in the deception of Afgan's fateful night out."Oh, Melinda, you're always so dramatic. Marriage is hard, wasn't this
Achmed gripped his staff angrily. Afgan had dared to challenge him by allowing the woman who had the affair to stay in the house and look after the child.He himself was suspicious about the authenticity of his grandson being a biological grandson, but somehow he had to trust the DNA report.No one will ever know how Melinda managed to outsmart the test results.Achmed's fear is that Melinda will have a bad influence on his grandson's development."Why is he still unwilling to let her go? She will only bring bad influence to Shintya, my beloved granddaughter!" Achmed said as he turned to his wife who was acting indifferent.Kanya was busy knitting a scarf. The woman only snorted softly at her husband's frustration."Shintya still needs a mother, maybe your son is holding back the woman who cheated on him for this reason," Kanya said while still knitting the yarn to make the scarf."Look, is the length of this scarf suitable for Shintya?" asked Kanya as if she didn't care about Melinda
After all the secrets were revealed, Afgan decided to visit the cemetery, where Adelia, his long-dead first wife, was buried. He walked alone among the tombstones, staring at the picture of Adelia on her grave.Afgan's face was full of regret and devastation. "Adelia, I'm sorry. I have wasted your love and sacrifice. I was so stupid," he murmured, eyes full of tears.Afgan sat in front of Adelia's grave, letting his emotions explode. He was devastated, not only by the breakdown of his marriage to Melinda, but also by the realization that Adelia had given him everything, and he had never fully appreciated it."Adelia, I know I've made you lonely all this time. You deserve better than me. I can't apologize to you directly, but I promise, I will learn from my mistakes. May you be at peace there," said Afgan while wiping away the tears that kept flowing.As Afgan sat in the cemetery, he realized how futile his struggle to find happiness in the wrong place had been. Despair crept into his
Afgan sat at his desk, a pile of documents piled up in front of him. Reports from the investigators he had hired provided clear evidence of Bayu and Melinda's affair.Some of Bayu and Melinda's togetherness was caught on camera."This evidence should be enough to convince you that Shintya is not my daughter!"Afgan's life as a successful businessman was suddenly shaken by feelings of suspicion. He began to smell unfaithfulness in the air, and his intuition led him to Bayu.After conducting a discreet investigation, Afgan became convinced that Bayu was the man behind his wife Melinda's affair. Maybe it was just a baseless feeling of suspicion, but Afgan couldn't resist seeking the truth. His decision to send some people to spy on Bayu and arrest him was taken without hesitation."I'll ask Bayu myself before giving these documents and evidence to Father!" Afgan exclaimed, pounding the table. The male heir was helpless when faced with Father's decision to favor his grandson.Afgan was ce
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.