Se connecterGian stepped outside and let out a quiet breath of relief when he saw a tall man standing there in a sarong, a flashlight in hand. The sound of crickets echoed in the distance, making the night feel even stranger. The man lowered his head slightly, his voice rough.“My apologies, Sir,” he said. “Ujang mentioned someone came by earlier. He thought maybe they were just passing through or something.”Gian raised a brow, his sharp gaze fixed on the man even though his tone remained calm. “That’s all the information you have?”The man sighed before continuing carefully. “Ujang tried chasing after them, Sir, but lost the trail. Probably just someone who got lost. The person ran off right away, like they were scared Ujang might bother them. You know what Ujang looks like. He can be pretty intimidating. At least, that’s what he said.”Gian gave a short nod, his jaw tightening. “Next time, don’t let anyone come near this place. My wife got frightened.”“Yes, Sir. Understood. I’ll keep a much c
“Let’s just go home. I’m scared.”Aurelia said it softly, almost like a whisper caught in her throat. Her eyes trembled with worry as she looked at Gian, who was still lying casually beside her. Her heart pounded faster, not only because of the lingering intimacy they had just shared, but also because the atmosphere of this old house felt heavier the deeper the night grew.Gian smiled. It was not just a reassuring smile, but also a silent promise that she was safe with him. He pulled Aurelia into his arms, holding her tightly as if refusing to let fear creep back in. With his other hand, he grabbed the blanket that had slipped halfway down and pulled it back over both of them.A warm kiss landed gently on the top of Aurelia’s head. Simple, yet enough to ease some of the tension from her shoulders.“Alright, sweetheart. We’ll go home tomorrow morning. For now, let’s get some sleep,” he murmured softly.Aurelia blinked several times, her mind still unable to settle completely. The shado
Morning sunlight slipped through the thin curtains, painting golden patterns across the aged wooden walls. The air still felt damp, carrying the lingering scent of last night’s rain-soaked earth. Aurelia stirred slightly, her eyes slowly fluttering open. It took her a moment to realize she was not in the apartment, but in Gian’s grandmother’s old house.The ticking of the antique wall clock was the only sound filling the room. The rocking chair in the corner swayed gently, as though brushed by the wind. Aurelia looked around and smiled faintly when she noticed the dining table in the distance had already been neatly set. From the kitchen came the soft clinking of a spoon against a glass.“Morning’s already here, and you’re still too lazy to get up.”Gian’s warm voice echoed from the kitchen. He walked out with an apron hanging loosely around his neck, carrying two steaming cups of hot tea.Aurelia pushed herself upright, pulling the blanket away from her legs. “I was too comfortable l
Gian kept his promise and carried Aurelia home in his arms. His wife’s small body felt light against him, even though Aurelia had already complained several times, asking him to put her down.“That’s enough already, Gian. I can walk on my own, you know,” Aurelia protested lazily, her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.But Gian only shook his head, a faint smile resting on his lips. “I already promised I’d carry you, remember? So don’t argue.”At first, Aurelia thought Gian was taking her straight back to their apartment. But when the car stopped on a narrow road lined with towering trees on both sides, suspicion slowly crept into her heart. The air around them felt cool, carrying the scent of damp leaves. Her eyes narrowed in confusion.“Don’t tell me… we’re going back there again?” she asked softly, her voice a mix of uncertainty and excitement.Gian’s smile w
“I’m hungry.”Those two short words made both Gian and Rafi look at her at the same time. Aurelia wore a deep pout, her small lips pushed forward as she gently pulled her hand away from Gian’s tight grip.“Does your office not have any food at all?” she continued, her voice carrying the soft whine of someone expecting an immediate answer.Gian instantly fumbled for words while Rafi tried to hold back a laugh. The husband quickly gestured to his assistant and whispered, “Tell the office boy to bring some food up here.”But Aurelia did not give anyone the chance. She had already started listing her order out loud.“I want cherry fruit, banana cheese bolen pastry, and martabak with curry sauce.”Rafi chuckled quietly, trying to hide his smile behind a professional expression. Gian swallowed. “Yes, yes. You heard her, Rafi. Hurry up and get it. Don’t get it wrong.”
The voice belonged to a young reporter who was now standing with his phone held high. Instinctively, several other cameras turned toward him.“What do you mean?” Gian asked, trying to keep his tone steady.“This video just started circulating on social media,” the reporter replied, his voice trembling between nerves and excitement. “And… I think everyone needs to see it.”Without waiting for permission, he turned his phone screen toward the crowd of reporters. Some of them immediately shouted in surprise, while others lifted their cameras to capture what was playing on the screen.The footage was shaky, as if it had been recorded in secret. A woman sat on a w







