LOGINIt felt like tiny needles pricking slowly against her skin. Not painful in a physical sense, but sharp enough to make Aurelia’s chest tighten. The discomfort seemed to spread, creeping from her stomach to the back of her neck, leaving her body caught between heat and chill.
Aurelia knew this feeling all too well: a mix of irritation, disbelief, and bitterness. It was as if someone were dancing right in front of her, deliberately stirring the flames of jealousy she was trying so h
It felt like tiny needles pricking slowly against her skin. Not painful in a physical sense, but sharp enough to make Aurelia’s chest tighten. The discomfort seemed to spread, creeping from her stomach to the back of her neck, leaving her body caught between heat and chill.Aurelia knew this feeling all too well: a mix of irritation, disbelief, and bitterness. It was as if someone were dancing right in front of her, deliberately stirring the flames of jealousy she was trying so hard to hide. She knew she should not feel this way. She trusted her husband. She knew Gian was loyal, sincere, and that he loved her. But as a woman, she also understood exactly how other women could nudge another woman’s emotions with a touch so subtle, yet so lethal.Aurelia responded with a faint smile, almost invisible. But deep inside, she knew a small spark had begun to burn.Meanwhile Gian, who was pouring mineral water into his glass, calmly cut into the conversation.
Aurelia sat in her graduate class chair with a frustrated expression she could barely hide. Her face looked gloomy, and she kept tapping her pen against the desk as if she might explode but had nowhere to direct it.Fortunately, she still managed to deliver her group presentation well. Standing in front of the class, her voice was clear and confident, every argument structured neatly. When she finished, her classmates applauded as she walked back to her seat.But once she sat down, her expression changed again.“What’s wrong with the newlywed now? You’re making me scared to get married,” Doni joked with a small laugh.Aurelia sighed and slowly opened her drink bottle. “I’m confused, Don. Tonight is... Kirana’s birthday.”Wulan, who had been on a video call with her toddler, chimed in as she turned toward Aurelia.“Kirana? You mean the woman who used to work with your husband?”
“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. The screen vibrated softly, followed by a notification: PIN incorrect.“Why isn’t it working?” she asked suspiciously. “I’ve tried twice already.”“It’s not our wedding date, sweetheart. It’s the day we truly became one.” Gian lifted both eyebrows playfully, his smile utterly teasing.Aurelia laughed and turned her face away, pretending she was not interested. The blush creeping across her cheeks betr
Silence hung inside the car like a thick fog that refused to lift. Aurelia stared straight ahead, holding in a breath that felt tight in her chest. She knew she had to keep herself together. She had to be patient. Her mother-in-law’s words still lingered, stirring her emotions like waves crashing endlessly against a cliff.Aurelia lowered her gaze, turning away from the reflection of her face in the window. There was a trace of sadness she could not hide, not even from herself. The car moved slowly past rows of leafy trees, some of their leaves already turning yellow. The day was almost over, and the last light of the sun fell across the window, making everything feel dim and heavy.Several minutes passed without a sound. Then, just as the car entered the apartment complex, Mrs. Lestari spoke again.“Whatever the case, you are Gian’s wife now. What can I do besides accept you?”The words fell like dew in the desert. Not entirely so
“I already ordered your favorite. Aurelia ordered the same thing,” Kirana said with a bright smile as Gian appeared in front of them.Gian gave a short nod. “Thank you.” Then he lowered his head politely and kissed the back of his mother’s hand. “How are you, Mom?”“I’m well. It’s good to see you,” Mrs. Lestari replied with a small smile.After that, Gian turned to Aurelia and kissed her right cheek. It was warm, but it felt more like a formality than the affectionate greeting it used to be.“Have you been waiting long?”Aurelia shook her head. “Not long.”Gian pulled out a chair and sat beside his wife. Lunch began. The dishes started arriving one by one, delivered quickly by the waiters.Still, the atmosphere felt strange. The food smelled wonderful and the restaurant was pleasant, but there was a stiffness in the air that no one could hide.Gian noticed it. He was fully aware of the way his wife kept glancing quietly toward Kirana and his mother.Kirana, meanwhile, looked completel
Aurelia stood frozen, unable to look away from the small yet suffocating scene before her. Kirana held Mrs. Lestari’s arm lightly, naturally, without the slightest hint of hesitation.They looked like a mother and daughter enjoying a casual outing together. Their steps were easy, their conversation flowing without pause.And there stood Aurelia, alone, feeling like an outsider who had wandered into a life that was supposed to be her own.She straightened her shoulders, forcing the polite smile that had begun to fade back into place. Swallowing hard, she looked at Kirana with a neutral expression, unwilling to let anyone see the turmoil churning inside her.“Lia, Kirana and I actually planned to meet today,” Mrs. Lestari said at last, as if answering a question Aurelia had not even voiced yet. “There are a few things we needed to discuss about Gian’s company. Kirana has been helping quite a lot.”“Oh…







