“Grandfather, please don't marry me off to this waste of space. He is just a lowlife that is sick, carrying diseases around, and being gross!” Ava said, getting more and more enraged with each word coming from her mouth. “That's enough! Ava, stop that right now!” Mrs. Taylor said. “Don’t order your grandfather!” “If you insist on giving Ava to me, I would walk out of here now and never look back. A woman like her is not something that interests me.” Zane said, his voice steady as he met the old man's eyes, his words pissing Ava and her parents off.
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🍁🍁 Baru saja sampai di rumah. Aku sudah melihat Ibu mertua dan iparku, beserta suami dan anaknya ada di rumah. "Fer, izinkan Ibu dan Kakau tinggal di sini ya. Rumah Ibu di sita Bank," ucap Ibu mertua pada Mas Feri suamiku. "Aku tanya Nayla dulu ya Bu," jawab Mas Feri dengan raut wajahnya yang mungkin sungkan menolak. "Kenapa harus tanya Nayla? Ini kan rumah kalian bersama Fer, gak penting izin dari istrimu! Apa kamu mau keluargamu ini menjadi gembel di jalanan!" timpal Mbak Misni Kakak iparku. Aku masih berdiri di dekat dinding pemisah antara ruang depan dan ruang tamu untuk mendengarkan pembicaraan mereka. "Kalian tahu kan, ini rumah Nayla. Dia yang beli dari hasil usahanya, semenjak aku sakit, Nayla yang bekerja." jelas Mas Feri. Mas Feri menderita usus buntu dan kala itu harus di operasi, sehingga membuat dia tak bisa bekerja. Ketika kami meminta tolong pada Ibu mas Feri yang masih kaya raya, jangankan meminjamkan uang, justru makian dan hinaan yang mereka lontar kan. "Anak penyakitan, dan punya istri miskin hanya menyusahkan saja. Jangan harap Ibu membantumu, ketika dulu Mayang mau menikah denganmu, malah memilih Nayla yang miskin, jadi jika susah jangan minta tolong pada Ibu!" cerca Ibu mertua kala itu. "Minta tolong saja pada mertuamu yang miskin, kami tak akan mau membuang uang untuk kalian. Lebih baik di belikan perhiasan!" ucap Mbak Misni yang membuat kami semakin terluka. Tapi setelah 2 tahun kemudian, hidupku berubah dan mempunyai usaha, rumah, mobil dan juga aset lainnya. Sekarang mereka datang karena sudah bangkrut dan ingin menumpang. "Harta istri juga harta suami, ingat itu Fer. Kamu jangan mau di atur oleh istrimu, jika apa-apa minta izin dia, bisa ngelunjak dan dia merendahkan harga dirimu sebagai suami!" cicit Ibu mertua yang wataknya masih sama seperti dulu. Kenapa dia datang pada kami, sekarang keadaan Mas Feri jauh lebih baik dan ikut mengelola usahaku. "Nayla, tak begitu Bu. Di saat aku sakit saja dia yang setia mendampingi, sedangkan kalian justru menghina kami," ucap Mas Feri yang membuat raut wajah keluarga nya menegang. "Itu karena Ibu tak setuju dengan kamu menikah dengan dia Fer, maafkan Ibu tak bermaksud menghina kamu, Nak!" ujar Ibu yang suaranya terdengar parau seakan ingin menangis. "Kamu tak boleh dendam pada Ibu sendiri, ingat surgamu ada di telapak kaki Ibu," timpal Mbak Misni dan mengusap pundak Ibu mertuaku, Ibu mertua mulai menangis terisak. "Kalian, kenapa ada di sini?" ucapku dan berjalan menuju mereka, duduk di sebelah mas Feri. Ibu mertua terkesiap dan mengusap air matanya. "Kenapa ada koper? Apa mau menginap?" tanyaku pura-pura tidak tahu. "Ibu dan Mbak Misni, minta menumpang di sini untuk sementara waktu dek," jawab Mas Feri. "Sementara waktu? Sampai berapa hari mas," "Rumah Ibu di sita Bank, karena Gilang tak membayar cicilannya." jelas Mas Feri. Gilang adik Mas Feri yang selalu di manja itu ternyata yang membuat Ibunya kehilangan rumah. "Tapi kan aset Ibumu masih banyak Mas," Ibu mempunyai beberapa tanah yang pasti di jual bisa mahal. "Kenapa kamu bertanya seperti itu, ingin mengejek kami! Saya ingin tinggal di rumah Feri kok, bukan kamu!" sahut Ibu mertua dengan tak suka menatapku. "Tapi ini rumahku Bu, kalian jika ingin tinggal harus minta izin padaku! Aku tidak seperti dulu, yang seenaknya kalian hina! Kenapa tidak tinggal bersama Gilang dan Karin saja kesayangan Ibu, malah ke sini tempat menantu miskin yang selalu tak kamu anggap!" ujarku berusaha setenang mungkin. "Kami berurusan dengan Feri, bukan kamu! Paling juga kamu bohong, harta ini milik Feri, kamu saja ngaku-ngaku!" cibir Mbak Misni.Dear Readers, I want to take a moment to express my heartfelt gratitude to each and every one of you. Your support for my novel has been nothing short of remarkable, and it fills my heart with joy to know that my words have found a place in your lives. Writing a book is a solo labor, but it's in the hands of readers like you that the magic truly happens. You have breathed life into the characters and explored the worlds I have created. It's your enthusiasm, your feedback, and your dedication that keep me inspired to continue writing. I'm humbled by the messages and reviews that you have shared, and I'm deeply touched by the personal connections many of you have made with the story. Your support is a writer's greatest motivation, and I can't thank you enough for being a part of this journey with me. For an author who struggled with their mental health from time to time, as I continue to write and create, please know that it's with you in mind, your support for authors like me is wh
~~~~~*Two years later*~~~~~The sun casts a warm glow through the large windows of Zane's office, creating a serene and inviting ambiance. For a while, Yoko sat nervously on the plush leather couch, his fingers fidgeting with the delicate box hidden in his pocket. Then he stole a glance at Zane, who was engrossed in a stack of paperwork on his desk. Summoning his courage, Yoko cleared his throat, capturing Zane's attention. Zane looked up, his eyes filled with curiosity. Yoko could feel his heartbeat quicken as he slowly withdrew the box from his pocket, holding it delicately in his trembling hands. His palms were clammy.As the pen dropped from his grip, Zane's lips curled into a mischievous smile as he observed Yoko's gesture. Then he teased, leaning back in his chair, his words dripped with playful sarcasm, the glint in his eyes betraying his amusement, "Well, well, Yoko... I knew you were a charmer, but I already have a stunning wife." Chuckling, Yoko narrowed his eyes, and he
A sense of shock washed over Zane like an icy wave as he stood frozen, unable to comprehend the scene unfolding before him. His eyes widened, fixed on the figure of Jason, whom he had believed to be dead. The turmoil within him intensified as Jason and Deborah stopped just a couple of feet away.Then Jason's eyes bore into Zane's soul, a mix of anger, anguish, and madness swirling within them. Without warning, he tossed a gun towards Zane, the metallic object spinning through the air before landing with a thud at Zane's feet. "Take it!" Jason spat. "It's yours, Zane! Your thirst for revenge has ruined all our lives! So go ahead, pick up the gun, and satisfy your anger! End her!"Looking away from the gun and at his uncle, Zane's mind raced, his heart pounding in his chest. Confusion clouded his thoughts, and he found himself unable to form a coherent response, and he just stared blankly at Jason.Frustration and desperation radiated from Jason, his face contorted with rage. "Kill th
After shutting the door, Zane's footsteps echoed through the grand hallway of the mansion. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions, thoughts crashing into each other with relentless force. All he could focus on was the heaviness in his chest, the weight of the day's events bearing down upon him.As he made his way further into the mansion, Zane's eyes darted around, avoiding the gazes of the staff who lined the corridors, silently going about their duties. Both Emma and Damon were sitting in the living room, and when she saw Zane, walking through the doorway, she woke from her seat and rushed to him.His grip tightened around her waist as he pressed a kiss to her lips, letting it linger there for several seconds before pulling back slightly. "Are you okay?" Emma asked, concerned.With a forced smile, he nodded and said, "Yes. I'm fine." The way Zane refused to meet her eyes caught Damon's attention, and he watched his son carefully, trying to figure out what was going on in his boy's
The sun crept over the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow through the curtains of the small bedroom, and Emma stirred in her sleep, her eyelashes fluttering as she slowly awoke. Rolling onto her side, she found Zane lying next to her. His eyes were open, but they were distant, lost in thoughts that refused to let him be."Zane," she whispered, her voice still heavy with sleep. She reached out and brushed her fingers across his cheek, gently coaxing him to turn his gaze toward her.With a weak smile, he turned to face her, his eyes filled with shadows, and she traced the lines on Zane's face with her fingers, trying to read his emotions. "You are hurting because of his death, aren't you?" she asked softly.Shutting his eyes, Zane let out a deep sigh, his chest rising and falling with the weight of his emotions. "I don't know, Emma," he replied, his voice barely a whisper. "Leon and I were never close, never got along. But now, knowing he's gone, there's this void that I can't exp
With a look of madness in her eyes, satisfied that she had gotten her wish and murdered Zane, Deborah suddenly turned the gun on both men.Before they could react, she fired several shots, and they died as the bullets pierced their chests, each of them falling lifeless to the ground.Looking up at Zane, lying motionless, Deborah chuckled to herself, and then she quickly walked over to him."I hope you and your mother rot in hell." She whispered, reaching for the bag and yanked it off his head.Immediately, her hand started trembling as tears welled up in her eyes, and she picked him off the ground, resting his head on her lap, and whispered, "My beautiful baby boy...!! My child! Leon, please open your eyes! Leon, Mommy is sorry, open your eyes, please. I beg you ..." Her voice cracked as tears rolled down her cheeks."No! no, no, no!... No, Leon! Please! I need you! I love you! Wake up! Open your eyes!" She screamed hysterically, hugging Leon tight as tears streamed down her cheeks u
The Greatest son Zane strikes Back is a steamy urban romance novel about an unwanted arranged marriage. Zane Briggs is an illegitimate son of the Briggs family. His grandfather decides to marry him off to one of the Taylor sisters. Between Ava and Emma Taylor, Zane chooses the younger girl, Emma as his bride. The marriage went smoothly without objections. But Zane has plans to get back at his grandfather for looking down at him. Is Emma only a pawn in his game? Or will they end up as partners to achieve a common goal and eventually fall in love for real?
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