LOGINAjeng greeted her husband, who had just returned home looking tired. She took his briefcase and kissed his hand."You shouldn't have waited for me in the living room, honey. You'll get tired. Your belly is getting bigger too," Evan said before stroking her hair and kissing her forehead."It's okay. I was playing with my phone anyway," Ajeng replied."Where's Nathan?" "He said he was going to Jack's penthouse. He said that he was still working on David's case, because there is no extradition agreement between Indonesia and the USA. But he said that it could still be done, even without an agreement on the basis of good relations and if it was in the interests of the country. I don't really understand that stuff, dear. The point is, David can still be handed over to his home country to be tried there."They walked to Evan's room on the second floor, passing the dining room where Bi Parti had just served several freshly cooked side dishes."Hopefully, everything will go smoothly. David s
Throughout the trip back to Bogor, Tirta remained silent. Ajeng's words had made him think hard.He knew what his wife's niece's friend meant. In between his busy schedule, Tirta always checked the latest news in all media to relieve himself from the exhaustion of his energy-draining work.Like many people approaching 50 these days who had social media accounts simply to find entertainment and the latest information, so did Tirta.He knew all the problems that had occurred in his sister-in-law's family, including how Ella had been having an affair since the beginning of her marriage, and had eventually forced Ajeng to become her husband's second wife.Tirta was shocked to learn about his wife's niece's crazy actions. Especially after rumors spread that Puspa had been having an affair with her personal driver for decades, Tirta could only remain silent. He prayed that such a thing would not happen to his family.But after hearing from Ajeng that Nadia was pregnant with Johan's child, T
Melati never imagined that she would finally meet Ajeng in person. The woman who had made Nadia jealous and upset, and who was also the reason why her daughter had committed a crime in order to get rid of that woman from Evan's side.Yes, Melati knew that Nadia loved Evan. Even crazier, she actually supported Nadia in approaching her niece's husband, hoping that Evan might be interested in making her daughter his second wife. Who wouldn't want to have a multinational company CEO as a son-in-law? Nadia's life would be secure, and she would also benefit.But of course, Tirta didn't know about that."Oh, so you're the home wrecker? How could you steal your best friend's husband? Are you so unattractive that you have to steal someone else's husband?" Melati asked with a disapproving look."Honey! Why are you being so rude?" Tirta snapped with wide eyes.Instead of being offended, Ajeng smiled. A smile that Melati saw as mocking."It seems that the quality of human resources in this countr
Melati looked at her phone screen anxiously. She had called Nadia every day for a week, but Nadia never answered. And now, Nadia's phone was turned off."What's going on, honey?" Tirta, Nadia's father, asked."Her phone is dead. Should we go to Puspa's house?"Tirta was stunned as he stared at his phone, which was now displaying an article about Johan Rudiyana's trial for the murders of Ella Paramitha and Dimas Anggara."Your sister is in prison. Have you forgotten?" Tirta said, looking up.Melati immediately stammered. She felt ashamed because she had never visited her only remaining sibling after their parents died. It wasn't that she didn't remember Puspa's current condition. It was just that she felt ashamed in front of her friends and other relatives, because she had an older sister who was a convict."I already told you to accompany her. Everyone makes mistakes, including us. Why did you immediately ignore her when she got into trouble? Have you forgotten who paid for your schoo
"What? You didn't know that Ella had passed away? I thought you came to the funeral, but I didn't see you. I was too focused and in shock, so I didn't pay attention to who was at the funeral."Puspa felt as if her body had no bones, so much so that Ajeng held her hand to steady her. The woman looked at Puspa suspiciously."Wait, you seriously don't know?" The woman's eyebrows furrowed. "Weren't you in the same prison?"Puspa shook her head and looked at Ajeng with a pleading face. "We were in different prisons. Why didn't anyone tell me that Ella had passed away?"She burst into tears right then and there. Her beloved child had left her alone. Who else would be her pillar of support after she got out of prison? Now, she deeply regretted it. Why had she been so foolish as to give in to her anger, ending up in this place? She should have spent her time by her daughter's side."Later, try asking the prison warden for permission so Auntie can visit Ella's grave. I myself don't know why th
Ajeng saw Ella sitting with her back to her in a park. The woman was crying with her hair down. Hesitantly, she approached Ella. Her brow furrowed in surprise. Wasn't Ella dead? Why was she alive again?"Ella? Why are you crying?" she asked as she continued walking, until she was standing in front of the woman.Ella's face looked so sad. Tears streamed down her face."I thought I would meet my child here, Jeng. It turns out we are in different places." Ella smiled bitterly. For a moment, Ajeng was confused. She looked around them. There was only a vast, endless park and no sun. The atmosphere was like dusk. For some reason, Ajeng felt so lonely in this place."I'm sorry, Jeng." Ella looked up, staring at her with a gloomy face."I've forgiven you, El.""But you haven't let go."Deg!Ajeng was silent. Indeed, she had forgiven Ella. But deep down in her heart, there was still a wound that had not healed. What had happened to her was too extreme, even though she had done nothing wrong.







