All Chapters of LOVE BEYOND THE PAIN: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

That morning, the main hall of Kasih Abadi Nursing Home looked far more lively than usual. Pastel balloons hung neatly along both sides of the small, simply decorated stage, adding a cheerful touch to a room that was usually quiet.Beneath the high ceiling, the elderly residents sat neatly in rows of chairs that had been carefully arranged. Some were smiling, others looked excited as they waited for the event to begin. Soft classical music flowed gently from the speakers, wrapping the room in a warmth that felt comforting to the heart.Amid the crowd, Aurelia stood near the podium, wearing a crisp white blouse and a long cream skirt that looked modest yet elegant. Her face appeared calm, but the way her fingers gripped the folder in her hands revealed the nervousness she could not hide.“Everything’s ready. You’ve got this, Lia!” Doni whispered from behind the curtain, signaling that the program could begin.Aurelia nodded quietly. She took a deep breath, adjusted her collar, and glan

“What’s wrong?” Aurelia studied Gian’s face as he closed the apartment door behind him, her voice careful.No answer.“Something happen at the office?” she asked again, trying to guess.The man paused for a moment and let out a long breath. Still not a single word.Aurelia wanted to ask again, but she held herself back. The weight in Gian’s eyes was unmistakable, and she knew that pushing him would only make the wall between them thicker.The living room fell silent. The ticking of the wall clock sounded louder than usual.Aurelia decided not to press him. “I’ll make you some warm tea, okay?” she said softly, trying to break the heavy quiet.Gian only gave a small nod. He took off his jacket and tossed it carelessly onto the sofa. His face looked grim, his jaw tight, and his gaze distant, as if he were carrying a burden too heavy to share.Aurelia swallowed, her own ch

Aurelia sobbed quietly inside the bathroom of that hidden room. Her fingers trembled as she scrolled through message after message from Kirana.Please give me a chance to get closer to you.I’m better than that clueless wife of yours.You’ll regret daring to reject me, Gian.And there were many more messages like that, threats sent over the past week.From those messages, Aurelia realized one thing. Kirana had never taken any leave at all. The woman had been deliberately pressuring Gian, throwing his work into chaos, perhaps to provoke him.Anger surged through Aurelia’s chest. It burned like a growing fire, making it hard for her to breathe. She hated it more than anything. Kirana was not only interfering in her marriage, she was also slyly using Gian’s work as a weapon.Aurelia leaned against the wall, her eyes squeezed shut.What should I do?The question repeated endlessly in her mind, striking her thoughts again and again.Part of her wanted to go find Kirana immediately, demand

A visitor at this hour? It was already close to one in the morning.Gian walked toward the door hesitantly, weighing what he should do while exhaustion pressed heavily on him. When he opened it, a uniformed security guard stood outside, straight-backed and respectful, his expression serious.“Sorry to bother you, Mr. Gian. There’s a woman asking for you,” the guard said, nodding toward the hallway.Gian frowned, both curious and cautious. “A woman? Who is she?”“I’m sorry, sir. I don’t know her name, but she said it’s very important and she’s afraid to go home alone. I told her to wait at the security post. You can come with me,” the guard replied.Without thinking much about it, Gian nodded and followed him out of the apartment toward the nearby security station.When they arrived, Gian saw Kirana sitting on a bench. Her face looked pale, and her eyes moved anxiously as she g

Aurelia blinked, almost letting out a long sigh, but she held it back.“What do you mean?”“Don’t pretend you don’t understand, Lia,” Gian said, dropping his work bag onto the chair with a dull thud. “You even welcomed Kirana with a smile that wide, as if she were… an honored guest in our home.”Aurelia let out a long breath, her eyes fixed on Gian with a mixture of exhaustion and quiet resignation. She stepped forward, took his work bag from the chair, and placed it on the small corner table. Without waiting for a response, she took his suit jacket and hung it behind the door.She slipped off the apron she was wearing and folded it carelessly on the table. “I made mango pudding,” she said in a bright tone, as if trying to lighten the mood. “Three flavors. Sour, sweet, and cheese.”She flashed a wide grin, the same grin Gian often teased as her horsey smile, though her eyes held something else beneath it, something that wasn’t entirely light.“Sorry,” she added. “I’m still learning. I