Bola Bola Story

Omorfia Pou diarkey. Atau yang kerap di sebut 'Ratu Fia'. Nama itu sendiri memiliki arti ‘kecantikan yang abadi’ jika di terjemahkan dalam bahasa Yunani. Sosok wanita paruh baya yang usianya kini mencapai setengah abad. Tidak percaya adanya kematian. Dan sulit menerima kenyataan hidup yang begitu menyakitkan. Menyerah menjalani hidup yang sulit ia hadapi sendirian, ratu Fia, memilih jalan pintas dengan mempercayai hal Ghoib yang ia temukan beberapa waktu lalu di sebuah hutan belantara yang tidak jauh dari pemukiman. Setiap tahun Fia harus melahirkan seorang anak untuk mahkluk tak kasatmata itu, demi mengabadikan semua harta serta kecantikan yang ia punya. Tak memiliki seorang suami, Fia juga rela bersetubuh dengan makhluk yang sulit di jelaskan lewat kata-kata. Setiap kelahiran anak itu, Fia harus melakukan hal yang sama setiap tahunnya, agar hidup awet muda selalu berpihak padanya. Mencungkil kedua bola mata bayi malang itu, dan melahapnya mentah-mentah tanpa sisa. Beberapa kali melahirkan seorang bayi. Pada suatu malam yang mencekam. Fia melahirkan lagi seorang bayi, yang sudah ia kandung berbulan-bulan lamanya. Sosok makhluk tak kasatmata itu memberi Fia sebuah penawaran yang sulit ia tolak. “Besarkan kedua bayi ini, maka kau tidak perlu melahirkan setiap tahunnya lagi.” Tanpa berpikir dua kali, Fia mengangguk menerima penawaran itu. Thyisia dan Symfonia, nama yang Fia berikan pada kedua putri kembarnya. Januar Benedikt. Seorang mahasiswa dari universitas Harvard, Amerika. Datang jauh-jauh demi mencari tahu apakah rumor yang menjadi mitos itu benar adanya atau hanya bualan semata. Berhasil memasuki Castil megah. Januar di buat bingung bukan kepalang. Masalahnya ia mencintai gadis yang tidak sengaja ia temui di dalam Castil. bagaimana kisah cintanya dengan Thyisia dan juga Symfonia yang saat itu juga ikut menaruh hati padanya? Ini bukan tentang kisah mistis atau mitos saja. Namun, kisah cinta yang menguras air mata serta kebahagiaan seorang gadis yang terlahir bukan dari bangsa manusia.

Liam and I have been together for five years. We were supposed to become mates in a month. I have been planning our honeymoon because in these five years, we have never left this city. So I prepared a $100,000 trip in advance as a mating gift for Liam. When I mentioned it to him, before I even finished my words, he interrupted me impatiently, “Who asked you to plan it? For our honeymoon, I will only give you a budget of $50. We’ll just go somewhere nearby for a night.” That night, I found out he had transferred his $1 million hunting competition bonus to his childhood friend Stella, letting her use it to buy an apartment of her own. He got really mad at me, when he saw the receipt for the $100,000 I had prepaid for the honeymoon. “Who gave you the right to spend our future money on a trip?” Liam’s parents also yelled at me, “You are just a useless Omega! You can’t even shift into a werewolf form, unlike Stella, you are not good enough for our son.” But every single cent was earned by myself from my herb business. I broke up with him without any hesitation. Liam stole that trip from me and went on it with Stella instead. Seven years later, we ran into each other at the Alpha’s castle. Liam was about to become a Warrior of the pack. Meanwhile, I was on my knees, searching for something on the floor. “Mia, you broke up with me over a $50 honeymoon fund back then. Now, you are working as a maid? You’re in this mess because of your own choices.” In fact, I was looking for my pup’s favorite toy. It had rolled under one of the tables earlier. “Is that so? Don’t you even know who the Luna of this castle is?”

The day my father dies, my boyfriend, Heath Summers, is accompanying his true love for her prenatal checkup. I lose hope in him and ask for a breakup, but he thinks I'm just being jealous. He says, "Naomi's already miscarried thrice—it hasn't been easy for her to conceive this child. Stop being unreasonable." I've been with him for seven years, but it turns out I can't compare to his childhood sweetheart.

On the first day of classes, my roommate gives me a crystal bracelet as a welcome gift. Without thinking, I quickly adorn it around her mother's wrist. In my past life, my roommate wanted to be a social butterfly. She was determined to have a hundred boyfriends by the time she graduated. But no matter how reckless she was, she never ended up conceiving. On the other hand, I kept getting pregnant and having countless miscarriages. But unlike her, I had never been in a relationship. The entire university mocked me, labeling me promiscuous and shameless. During my 66th miscarriage, I died on the operating table from severe bleeding. It was only after death that I realized the crystal bracelet my roommate gave me had somehow linked our wombs together. As soon as I opened my eyes, I realized I had gone back to the first day of the semester.

Ang boyfriend ko ay itinuturing na prince charming sa aming social circle, ngunit sa selebrasyon ng kaarawan ko sa isang yate, tinulak niya ako sa dagat para lang magpakitang-gilas sa isa pang babae mula sa aming university, pinagtawanan nila ang takot ko sa tubig. Lingid sa kaalaman niya, mayroon akong aquaphobia. Dahil dito, sinugod ako sa ICU habang nagawa naman niyang makuha ang puso ng campus belle. Noong nagising ako, nasa tabi ko siya at humihingi ng kapatawaran, ngunit wala akong ideya kung sino siya. “Pasensya na, kilala ba kita?” Tanong ko, takang-taka ako. Pinaliwanag ng doktor na nawala ang ibang alaala ko. Subalit, patuloy niyang ipinagpilitan na siya ang boyfriend ko. Hindi ko napigilang makipagtalo sa kanya. “Imposible! Si Raleigh Landon ang boyfriend ko!” Alam ng lahat na si Raleigh Landon ang pinakamumuhian niyang kaaway.

After dating in secret for seven years, Mitchell Zahn decides to propose to me on the day his birthday album is officially released. But during the birthday party, he publicly invites Isabella Claxton, a composer and my sister, to work with him. I follow Mitchell to ask him for an explanation. That's when I hear him and his friends chatting and joking inside the lounge. "You're so loyal to your first love, Mitchie. You couldn't wait to ask her to work with you upon her return. What are you going to do about Gabriella, though? Will she accept how your relationship ends when she's written so many songs for you?" After a moment, another person laughs and says, "To Mitchie, Gabriella has always been a replacement for Isabella. Now that Isabella is back, her replacement has to go. Don't you agree, Mitchie?" I wait for a long time before hearing a soft sound of agreement.

My boyfriend has always doted on me. However, after learning that I can't go to work at the bank after falling and injuring myself, he snaps at me. "Why didn't you tell me you switched shifts with someone else? That was a cheap move!" I don't refute him. Instead, I pull out a hospitalization record as I watch the bank descend into chaos. In my past life, I attended to a couple who wanted to deposit five million dollars into their account. Their child had been diagnosed with a rare illness. They'd gotten the money by selling their organs and mortgaging the home—it was to save their child's life and pay for the surgery the following day. However, the money was stolen the following day. I helped them check where the money was withdrawn, but the surveillance footage showed I was the one who did it. My best friend wept when the couple questioned me. "You shouldn't have stolen the money someone needed to save a life, no matter how materialistic and covetous you are!" My boyfriend hurried over and said, "I wondered why you suddenly had money to buy a car—you stole it! You're heartless!" The child died after failing to receive treatment in time, and the couple stabbed me to death on the streets out of devastation. When I open my eyes again, I think injuring myself will help me escape this. To my surprise, the surveillance cameras once again capture me stealing the money.

Hugo Laurent is determined to have me as his wife. He pursues me for a decade, resolute in winning my heart. But the night before our wedding, I overhear his conversation with his friends. "Are you going to marry Katherine just like that? What about your secret girlfriend?" Hugo is silent. Then, he says, "She's just a stand-in. She can't compare to Katherine. I'll consider keeping her by my side if she doesn't kick up a fuss. Katherine's generous—she won't mind." The following day, his secret girlfriend crashes our wedding and causes a stir. She shoves me off the stage, but Hugo darts toward her to protect her—she holds a jagged shard of glass to her neck and threatens suicide. "Are you going to choose me or her?" Hugo panics. He shoves me aside despite my injuries and snaps, "Get out of the way—I need to take her to the hospital! I'll make you pay if anything happens to her!" My heart dies in that instant. That very night, I purchase a flight ticket out of the country and leave him behind.

My mother marries into the Patterson family with me after her divorce. She marries Thomas Patterson, the dean of a veterinary hospital. Meanwhile, I marry Walter Patterson, a firefighter captain and Thomas' son. On this day, there's a huge storm. I'm almost due for labor, but I still head to the hospital to pick my mother up after an operation. We head to the subway, but it ends up being flooded. I endure the labor contractions and call Walter with trembling hands, wanting to ask for help. He finally answers after hanging up on me 18 times. "What the hell do you want? How stupid can you be, calling me in such a huge storm? "I'm saving lives here! Tracy's foot was cut by glass while being saved, and I've just bandaged her wound. Now, I have to take her dog to Dad's hospital so he can save it. The dog is hanging by a thread; if you need help, get some other firefighter to do it! Don't pester me!" Later, the rescue team arrives. My mother and I are pushed to the back of the crowd, and people won't stop shoving us around. The floodwater rises, and I have no choice but to carry her on my back while trudging along the corridor. This continues for three hours. When we're finally rescued, my mother is already unconscious, and I end up losing my child, who's almost to term. My mother and I look at each other tearfully in the ward we share. I say, "Mom, I'm getting a divorce." She says, "It's not a big deal, sweetheart. I'll do it with you. I've done it once before—I know how this goes."

I had just returned early from a business trip abroad, eager to surprise my five-year-old son. However, as I stood at the entrance of his preschool, the sight before me froze me in place. My son was clinging to my husband's "first love," calling her "Mom." I moved forward to get my son back, but before I could do anything, she screamed, "Help! A kidnapper is trying to take this child! Let's do the right thing today! Stand up for families who've had their kids stolen!"  She egged on the bystanders, rallying them to act in the name of justice. Without a second thought, a crowd of people pummeled me right there in the street, hitting me with rocks that smashed into my face, breaking my legs with metal pipes, and ripping the clothes from my body before tying me to a streetlamp. It was only then that I realized that in the month I'd been away, my husband had moved his first love into our home, taking my place. However, did he forget? He was nothing more than a man who married into my family! I couldn’t wait to see who couldn’t live without the other!