Alle Kapitel von LOVE BEYOND THE PAIN: Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 100

From the other end of the line, Mbok Sri’s voice sounded panicked and shaky.“Ma’am, I’m sorry for bothering you this early. Miss Caca’s fever got really high last night. Her body’s burning up, and she keeps calling your name. We already brought her to the hospital. The doctor said she needs further observation.”Aurelia froze for a moment. Her chest tightened, as though a heavy weight had settled against her ribs.“Oh, Caca…” she murmured softly, her voice barely audible. “Her father’s there, right?”“He just left for Singapore again two days ago, Ma’am,” Sri answered, her voice trembling as if she were holding back tears.Aurelia let out a long breath, trying to steady herself so she would not panic.“I have class this morning. But I’ll definitely come this afternoon, okay? Tell Caca I said hi. Keep cheering her up.”&l

 “Oh my, this orchid is absolutely beautiful, Miss,” said the plant seller, a middle-aged woman in a straw hat who greeted customers with easy familiarity.Aurelia smiled and nodded. “A white moth orchid, right?”“Yes, and it’s one of the most beloved flowers among plant enthusiasts. The blooms last a long time, the color is elegant, and it’s fairly easy to care for if you know how.”The seller gently brushed her fingers over the perfectly bloomed petals.Doni, standing beside Aurelia, chimed in, “If your mother-in-law likes plants, this is perfect. White moth orchids symbolize respect and sincerity.”Wulan nodded in agreement. “Besides, Aunt Doni’s a plant expert, so I already got insider information that this plant won’t make Aurelia struggle explaining care instructions to her mother-in-law.”Aurelia looked at both of them with a small smile. “Y

Aurelia stood frozen behind the bathroom door, her back pressed against the cool wood she had just shut tightly. Morning light slipped through the narrow bathroom window and fell across the tile floor, forming a thin line that felt strangely foreign to her. From the outside her breathing seemed calm, but inside her chest her heartbeat roared like waves crashing against rock.The words she had heard the night before from Kirana and Mrs. Lestari still echoed in her mind. They were not the kind of words you hear once and forget. They circled endlessly in her head like a terrible song she could not turn off. Every tone, every inflection, every breath between sentences remained painfully clear in her memory.She knew that if she told Gian about that conversation, everything could become complicated. Gian was at a fragile point in his life, trying to rebuild his relationship with his mother after years of distance. If she added more fuel to the fire, she would only end up lo

That afternoon, after seeing Gian off to the airport, Aurelia went straight to the bedroom. The suitcase that had been sitting in the corner earlier was gone now, as if reminding her that she would be alone for the next few days. But her thoughts were not fixed on Makassar. They were on the video call that had just come in.The screen of her phone showed Caca’s small face. The child still had an IV line attached to her hand, but her round eyes sparkled with excitement.“Yes, sweetheart,” Aurelia said with a gentle smile. “I’m going to stay at the hospital tonight. I’ll keep you company.”Caca nodded and let out a soft giggle.“If you’re here, I won’t be scared. It’ll be fun. When it’s just Sri, it’s boring. She snores all the time.”The simple comment warmed Aurelia’s heart.The call ended a few seconds later, leaving the screen dark and reflecting her ow

“Going home? Now?” Aurelia’s voice carried a clear note of protest. Her brows lifted and her eyes narrowed slightly. “Caca just started feeling cheerful again, and now you want to leave?”Mr. Baskara stood straight in the doorway, his expression difficult to read, a mix of hesitation and something he clearly did not want to reveal. “I won’t be long,” he said shortly, as if trying to calm the tension beginning to show in Aurelia’s eyes.Aurelia let out a breath and gave a soft snort. “I hope so. Don’t let Caca wake up tomorrow and find that her father has disappeared again.” Her gaze shifted toward the bed, where Caca sat propped against a pile of pillows, watching them with wide, curious eyes. “See? She’s not even done telling her stories today.”The child smiled faintly, trying to ease the tension. “Papa will come back, Kak,” she said in a tone that sounded lik