Anon Chat Indonesia

Dikala Tjandra harus segera kembali ke Indonesia demi mengurus perusahaan keluarga yang sedang di ambang kebangkrutan. Namun, dia tidak menyangka ia akan dipertemukan lagi oleh seorang gadis yang berhasil mencuri hatinya sejak pertama bertemu. Berhasilkah dia menyelesaikan permasalahan perusahaan dan juga mengejar cintanya? Belum lagi, perempuan yang dikejar justru menyangka dirinya ... gay?

Indonesia menjadi negara dengan berbagai macam budaya, akan tetapi hal itu tak luput dari berbagai kisah mistisnya. Keberagaman yang ada menjadikan banyak sekali. keanekaragaman Lelembut yang ada. Setiap daerah punya kemistisan dan kisahnya sendiri, begitu pula dengan lelembut yang ada ditiap daerahnya. Jaka akan menjadi saksi dari berbagai kisah Lelembut yang ada.

"Talak aku, Mas. Talak aku, sekarang!" Aku mengucapkannya dengan marah. Walaupun begitu, air mataku tetap saja turun dengan derasnya. Mas Gandhy, suamiku itu malah terlihat bingung seolah tak tahu harus menuruti keinginanku atau tidak. Sementara itu, aku melihat Deva yang ikut menangis. Dasar munafik, batinku. "Mbak, kok malah kamu ikutan nangis? Bukannya harusnya kamu senang karena dah berhasil rebut hati suamiku ya," ucapku. Deva menarik tanganku, "Sumpah, Ra. Aku nggak pernah berniat hancurin pernikahan kamu. Aku sama Gandhy hanya mesra di chat aja. Kami nggak pernah..." "Nggak pernah apa?" potongku.

Pulung menjadi janda di usia muda dan di pernikahannya yang baru terjalin selama satu tahun. Pandemi yang menyerang Indonesia melumpuhkan banyak sektor ekonomi dan Pulung menjadi salah satunya. Belum ada anak, maka mudah saja bagi suaminya kala itu mengikuti kemauan Ibunya. Ardika dan Maha adalah satu Ayah beda Ibu. Keduanya selalu bersaing dalam hal apa pun.

While I was traveling overseas with my family, a sudden flood hit. My fiancé slung my sister Joan over his back because her legs were weak, and ran for safety. My parents didn't have time for me, but they still remembered to grab the parrot they had just bought for Joan. All of them flew home overnight and even posted in the family group chat about how lucky everyone was to survive. But… They forgot something. I was still trapped in the flood, alone and helpless. When I woke up, I called my mentor without hesitation. "Dr. Jackson, I've decided to go with you and join Doctors Without Borders. I'm never coming back."

Alma seorang TKW di Arab Saudi yang mendapat warisan dari majikannya yang seorang dokter terkenal di sana sebesar 2M. Karena pekerjaannya sudah selesai, ia kembali ke Indonesia bertemu keluarganya. Selama ini, ia menitipkan kedua anaknya pada suami dan Ibu Mertua. Namun, ada hal-hal yang diluar dugaan Alma. Saudara dan tetangga membicarakan hal negatif mengenai Ibu dan Suaminya. Bagaimana kisah selengkapnya?

In the third year I've decided to support my girlfriend, Iris Fulton, by opening a flower shop, she has gone into bankruptcy once again. The first time she went bankrupt, I sold the house my grandma had left for me so that I could clear the debt of 700 thousand dollars. The second time she went bankrupt, I was able to locate the bank passbook Mom had left for me as a wedding gift. That was how I paid back one million and six hundred thousand dollars. The third time Iris has gone bankrupt, however, I can only grip the note with my filthy rich dad's phone number while staring at her lost and dazed expression. At that time, I'm debating whether or not I should call him. But that night, I accidentally notice the chat history on Iris' group chat that's displayed on her tablet. "Hey Iris, how many figures are you going to fill into the sum of the bankruptcy contract that's supposed to be cleared this time?" "Let's put ten million dollars. Otherwise, that flower-selling plaything will be able to clear the debt in one go. It'll make things very boring." "As expected of you, Iris! I heard that the plaything waters flowers in the morning and waters your flower garden at night. You're never tired of him, are you?" I put down Iris' tablet before calling my dad right away. "You want me to take over the family business and marry your student, right? Fine, I'll do it. Get your men to pick me up in three days."

Demi membalaskan dendam atas kematian kakak kembarnya, Aluna kembali ke Indonesia dan bersekolah di tempat kakaknya. Hanya saja, saat ia mulai mengetahui dalang dari meninggalnya sang saudari kembar, Aluna justru terjebak pernikahan rahasia dengan Zavier-- yang konon adalah calon pewaris kekayaan keluarganya. Dan, juga terduga terlibat dalam kematian sang kakak. Mampukah Aluna membalaskan dendam saat orang yang seharusnya menjadi musuh, justru menjadi suaminya?

At 3:00 p.m., Rose Jenkins, the new hire who had barely been here a few days, suddenly tagged me in the company group chat with a few hundred people in it. [Hi, can you stop hammering your keyboard? The noise is making my stomach hurt! The baby I'm carrying is sleeping. If you shake it into a concussion, I swear I'll make your whole family pay for it!] I rushed to explain. I was racing to finish a proposal that was due soon, and I was using a silent keyboard. But she wouldn't believe me, no matter what I said. I kept my patience and explained it over and over. To avoid any more trouble, I even asked if I could move out to the hallway to work. What I didn't expect was that a week later, she would storm into the break room with a kettle of freshly boiled water and dump it straight over my head. I collapsed in a pool of scalding water, my skin blistering and tearing open. She kept screaming as if she had lost her mind and smashed my head with her high heels, over and over. "It's all your fault! I lost the baby! Your keyboard noise shook my son to death!!" My vision blurred. By the time everything went black, I still couldn't understand how a silent keyboard could possibly kill someone. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day she first went off on me in the group chat. This time, faced with the same insults, I didn't back down. I went straight into the chat and fired back. [Stop pretending you're pregnant. You've got more going on down there than your dad does!]

My older sister Katie said she missed me and requested I visit her. The second day at her place, the apocalyptic heatwave arrived. I fought tooth and nail in the supermarket for food and coolant—she told me I'm shameless and have no self-respect. I offered a high price in the community chat for supplies—she sneered at me and said that anything stored for so long must be disgusting, contaminated by bacteria. Yet, she threw herself into the arms of the man living across the hallway just for a bit of food. While cuddled in his arms, she watched me die in the heatwave. When I opened my eyes again, I heard her on the phone saying she missed me. Well, keep on missing me!