Semua Bab Trapped in My Ex's Love: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Bintang panicked and grew confused, even letting her eyes wander elsewhere to avoid Orion’s gaze.“Bin, answer me. I haven’t told Mom and Dad yet, but if you’re not honest, I’ll tell them everything,” Orion warned when Bintang still didn’t reply.Bintang bit her lower lip, caught in her lie, then looked at her brother who was waiting for her answer.“Fine, you’re right. I wasn’t at Anta’s place last night,” Bintang finally admitted.Orion stayed quiet, waiting for the rest of her explanation.“Yesterday I was almost robbed. Langit came and helped me, but he got injured. I stayed with him last night,” Bintang continued.“Hmm … and just because he was injured, you didn’t come home? Aren’t you two still not talking to each other?” Orion asked, knowing how their relationship had been.Bintang looked at Orion with a fearful expression before letting out a rough sigh. She then explained that she and Langit had made up, forgiven each other, and decided to get back together.Orion listened ca

“Why are you rushing home?” Langit asked while sitting with Bintang.That afternoon, Langit met Bintang as usual, there was never a day he didn’t see her, even though they had just met and had lunch together earlier. They were now at the park, sitting and enjoying the sunset like they always did.“Mom asked why I’ve been coming home late so often. So I promised that today I’d come home early. That’s why I can’t go out with you,” Bintang replied, glancing at her watch and seeing that it was already five in the afternoon.“Don’t you want to be honest with your parents about our relationship?” Langit asked.He had tried several times to pick her up at home, but she always refused and said she wasn’t ready for him to come over yet.Bintang was still anxious, her parents had always protected her because of her illness. That was why she never got close to anyone besides Anta. They were simply afraid that if she started a relationship and ended up heartbroken, it would cause her condition to

Sometimes fear blocks the path to happiness. It wastes so much time on regret, withering the seeds and letting them take root. If only the word if could change anything, he wished he could trade that fear for courage, so there would be no regrets after eight long years. If only courage had defeated fear from the beginning, maybe things could’ve been different, maybe their relationship wouldn’t have started with resentment.Langit lay down with his head resting on his mother’s lap. That night, he chose to stay at his parents’ house because he missed them, and because he was happy.“Are you really serious about her again, El? I know how much you loved her before, so much that you almost went crazy when you broke up. But now, are you sure your feelings and intentions aren’t just because you want revenge? I don’t want that, El.”Joya spoke while gently stroking El’s hair, occasionally running her fingers through it like she used to.Langit closed his eyes as he listened, but his eyelids f

Langit was already in the study with Arlan. The man in his fifties invited Langit to sit, yet his face remained flat and cold, forcing Langit to stay alert and steel his heart so he would not feel nervous facing him.“You must already know that Bintang is ill and that she is dearly cherished in this family,” Arlan said, opening the conversation.“Yes, Uncle,” Langit replied while straightening his posture. He looked calm and spoke without hesitation.“She is sick, and no one knows how long she will endure. Are you ready if something suddenly happens to her? Do not let it be that you enter this relationship merely to take advantage of her, only to abandon her when she is at her lowest. You should know that I will never allow such a thing. To me, Bintang is everything, so I will not simply place my daughter’s hand into that of a man who does not truly love her.”Arlan fixed Langit with a sharp gaze, an intimidating look meant to shake his resolve. He would not easily give his blessing t

Anta was taken aback by Laras’s question, his brows knitting slightly as he looked at her. Laras, instead, smiled at the surprised expression on Anta’s face, signaling that she was serious about wanting to talk to him. Eventually, the two of them sat together on one of the sofas in the corner of the café. “What do you want to talk about? I don’t have much time,” Anta said as he crossed his arms over his chest, even turning his face away, clearly unwilling to talk to Laras. “I want to apologize,” Laras said while looking at Anta. Once again, Anta was surprised and now looked directly at her. “What did you even do wrong that you feel the need to apologize?” A