ANMELDEN“I don’t want you getting the wrong ideas.”
That was the second ambiguous sentence her handsome husband had thrown her way. It only made Aurelia’s brow furrow even deeper.
“My phone password,” Gian finally said. He gave Aurelia’s cheek a quick kiss afterward, then pulled the phone from his pocket and handed it to her.
Aurelia chuckled and dropped into the chair Gian usually used in his study. Confidently, she typed in a number. Th
Aurelia quickly grabbed her crossbody bag. Her fingers trembled slightly as she snatched up her room key, then hurried out of the dorm without a second thought.The cold air bit at her skin, but she barely noticed. Her gaze immediately landed on the luxurious black car parked neatly along the curb. The same car from yesterday, waiting for her with an unmistakable air of elegance that stood out among the ordinary vehicles around it.A sharply dressed man stepped out from the driver's seat. He hurried around to open the rear door, making Aurelia wince awkwardly. Still unaccustomed to such formal treatment, she lowered her head slightly before climbing inside.“Didn't you say we were meeting at the restaurant at ten?” she asked as soon as she settled into her seat, her voice still carrying traces of haste.Instead of answering right away, the man beside her, Baskara, turned with a faint smile.“Good morning, Lia.”Aureli
Morning arrived in Melbourne wrapped in golden sunlight filtering through the thin curtains of Aurelia's dorm room. The air was still bitterly cold despite the rising sun.Aurelia opened her eyes, her eyelids still heavy with sleep.She slowly sat up, giving her body time to adjust. Rubbing her face, she reached toward the nightstand and grabbed the glass of water she had prepared the night before. She drank it slowly, savoring the coolness that soothed her dry throat.The moment her gaze fell on her phone screen, she remembered something.The message she had put off reading the night before.With a sluggish motion, she unlocked her phone.Sure enough, there was a message from Gian.[Sorry. I just finished. Are you already asleep?]Aurelia stared at the message without much expression.Her heart had become numb to apologies that came too often without any real change behind them.Her lips moved sl
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. Something urgent came up. I'll call you back later."The short message was finally sent.Gian stared at his phone screen for several seconds longer than usual, as if hoping Aurelia would understand. Even though he knew that, for what felt like the hundredth time, he was postponing time meant for his wife.His thumb had hesitated before pressing send, but the reality in front of him left no room for another choice.With a long breath, Gian slipped his phone into his suit pocket.The real world demanded his presence, even when all he wanted was to choose Aurelia, waiting across the ocean.As he approached the front door, the noise outside grew louder.Camera flashes.The glare of spotlights.Reporters shouting over one another.All of it shattered the usual tranquility of the official residence."Mr. Gian! Is it true that you met Chef Devina this afternoon?""Are you pl
"Mom..." Gian drew a breath. "Why? Why are you asking me that?""I heard Devina came to your office. Around lunchtime," his mother replied calmly.Gian blinked.So the news had already reached her.He rubbed the bridge of his nose, recalling Devina's gaze in his office. Calm. Certain. Direct.Divorce Aurelia.She had said it without hesitation.And he had refused without hesitation."Yes, she came," Gian finally admitted. "Without an appointment. She brought lunch and invited me to eat with her. We only talked for a little while.""A little while?" Mrs. Lestari raised an eyebrow. "And... did she ask for anything?"Gian suppressed a sigh."She wanted me to divorce Aurelia."His voice was low but firm."I told her I never would."A flicker of relief crossed his mother's face, though it didn't last long."Good. But there's still something I need to know, Gian."Mrs. Lestari stepped forward and took a seat."When the past comes knocking, even the most honest person is tested by how they c
Aurelia nodded, signaling that she accepted Baskara's offer.The decision came with a heartbeat that thundered louder than usual in her chest.She reassured herself that this man was not a complete stranger. He was Caca's father, after all. Caca had been her private tutoring student.So wasn't it reasonable to trust him?Wasn't there already a connection between them that made things feel a little safer?But when they stepped out of the restaurant, she was met with a small surprise.She had assumed Baskara would be driving himself.She was completely wrong.A sleek black car was already waiting at the entrance, and a chauffeur stood beside it, promptly opening the door for them.Aurelia felt slightly awkward.She climbed into the car and sat beside Baskara.The scent of expensive leather filled the enclosed space.Without saying much, Baskara immediately pulled out his phone. His fingers moved swiftl
Aurelia shot to her feet.Her body felt hot despite the cool air drifting from the restaurant's ventilation system. Her cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and irritation as she stared wide-eyed at the man sitting across from her."I'm sorry, but I'm married. And I don't think it's appropriate for me to hear something like that," she said, her voice trembling but firm.A few people at nearby tables glanced their way, making her even more uncomfortable.She lowered her gaze briefly and took a deep breath to calm herself.Meanwhile, Baskara let out a soft chuckle.His expression remained calm, as though he found her reaction amusing."Hey, don't get the wrong idea. That's not what I meant. I was joking," he said, raising both hands in surrender. "When I said you were interesting, I wasn't talking about you personally. I just realized you might be the perfect temporary assistant."Aurelia frowned."An assistant?"
"What if I do leave in the end?" Aurelia asked softly. "Would that make me a coward? Or would it mean I'm finally brave enough to save myself?"Lestari held her breath.The question struck her like a blade to the chest.She tightened her grip on Aurelia's hand, trying to offer strength she wasn't e
The house seemed to have lost its breath.Ever since the incident at the café, the walls that had once echoed with conversation now reflected nothing but silence. The air felt cold, even in the middle of the day. Aurelia remained in her room, refusing every attempt Gian made to speak with her. The
The silence felt more suffocating than any argument ever could.Ever since Aurelia's fall at the café yesterday afternoon, Gian had been unable to escape the guilt gnawing relentlessly at his chest. The memory of the report about blood running down his wife's legs still haunted him,
A loud crash echoed through the café, shattering the calm atmosphere that had moments earlier been filled with nothing more than the clinking of spoons against cups and the tapping of laptop keyboards. Several customers shot to their feet. Others could only stare in shock.Every eye turned toward t







