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I'd spent six months saving every penny for prenatal care, but the money vanished overnight. Panicking, I called my fiancé, only to see him on another woman's social media. The man's busy silhouette radiated excitement, with a luxury handbag sitting at the edge of the photo. The caption read: "Mr. Wellington is such a gentleman! Today's happiness starts with snagging the last designer bag at the boutique~" When I came out of surgery, my furious fiancé finally showed up. His first words were an accusation. "Can you stop treating me like I'm on a leash?" "My friend was feeling down, so I bought her a bag and kept her company. What's wrong with that? Why are you so petty!"

I was a plus-size girl, weighing about 220 pounds. On graduation day, I finally gathered the courage to confess my feelings to Calvin Preston, the heartthrob I had been crushing on for three years. Surprisingly, he said yes! To celebrate, we went out that night. But things took a dark turn. I was tricked into drinking too much and was drugged. Calvin and his buddies violated me and, to make matters worse, they filmed it all. The next thing I knew, the video had gone viral online with a cruel caption, “Who’s brave enough to try a 220-pound girl?” As the humiliating video spread like wildfire, the shock and shame were too much for my grandfather to bear. It broke his heart, quite literally.

In the third year of our marriage, my wife’s ex-boyfriend of eight years suddenly posted a picture on social media showing off a multi-million-dollar wedding house. His caption read: “Wow, got myself a huge villa, I’m the master of charming women!” I stared in shock at the picture, which showed my wife swiping her card at a sales office, and left a single comment: "?" A second later, my wife called to scold me. “I was just fulfilling a promise I made to him back when we were dating, buying him a house. Why are you getting mad at him?” “What? Are you really going to be so vicious as to force me to break my word?” That evening, her ex showed off another lavish post, this time flaunting a renovation bill worth hundreds of thousands. I knew it was a gift from my wife to please him. But by then, I no longer cared.

Three months pregnant, I doubled over in agony, blood pooling beneath me. I called Milo Prince in a last-ditch effort for help. The moment he picked up, his voice dripped with irritation. "What is it now?" My vision was blurring. Before I could cry for help, I heard his childhood sweetheart's teasing laugh. "No interruptions today, okay?" The line went dead in the next second. When I opened my eyes again, my belly was flat. I checked Jessica Clay's social media. A photo showed their hands intertwined, her wrist adorned with the Prince family's heirloom bracelet. Her caption read, [He said this bracelet was made for me, so I'm keeping it.]

Three months before my wedding, my fiancé, Henry Siebert, decided it was the perfect time to drop a maternity photo shoot on social media—with my foster sister, Betty Foster. The caption? Oh, just this gem: [Legally welcoming our little one into the world.] Betty added a shy emoji. And my mom? She liked the post and wrote: [Once the baby is born, I'll help take care of it so you two can enjoy your time together as a couple.] I couldn't help myself. I replied with a single question mark. And then Henry's DMs came in hot: [She's just borrowing me for a year to get married. Once the baby's born, I'll come back to you.]

Pada sore hari surat pemberitahuan kondisi kritisku dikeluarkan, Willy membuka sampanye merayakan di laboratorium. Di postingan sosial media, tampak punggungnya dan Angel yang disinari cahaya matahari senja, jas lab mereka diwarnai keemasan. Caption yang menyertai hanya satu kalimat, [Sepuluh tahun, akhirnya berhasil.] Semua orang bilang Pak Willy sangat setia, bekerja siang malam selama sepuluh tahun demi menyelamatkanku. Saat perawat dengan mata berkaca-kaca menyerahkan ponselnya padaku, aku sedang menatap garis naik turun di monitor. Mereka tidak tahu, sebenarnya obat itu sudah berhasil kembangkan setahun yang lalu. Dan aku adalah satu-satunya kandidat yang tidak berhak mendapat obat itu.

Saktiawan Sanjaya a.k.a Awan adalah seorang remaja asal Bukittinggi, Sumatera Barat. Saat ini, remaja yang masih duduk kelas 2 SLTA dari kampungnya sumatera barat tersebut mencoba mencari pengalaman baru untuk sekolah di kota Bandung, karena perintah dari sang Ibu yang bekerja di Kota tersebut. Ibunya (Arini), merupakan seorang pembantu yang bekerja di keluarga kaya raya bernama Agus Wijaya (pemilik perusahaan ternama Wijaya Group), dengan seorang istri yang bernama Lina. mereka mempunyai seorang putri yang sangat cantik, bernama Renata Wijaya, usianya lebih besar 1 tahun dari Saktiawan Sanjaya. Kepindahan Awan sendiri ke kota Bandung bukan tanpa sebab. Pertama, karena kakek dan nenek yang selama ini mengasuh Awan dikampung wafat saat ia masih kelas 1 SLTA. Karena alasan itulah sang ibu meminta Awan untuk pindah sekolah di Kota tempat ia bekerja, disamping bisa lebih dekat dengan anaknya, juga bisa memberikan pendidikan yang lebih baik lagi, karena melihat anaknya punya potensi yang sangat 'baik' dalam pelajarannya. Ayahnya, jangan ditanya dulu, karena sosok ini masih jadi 'misteri' sampai saat ini, bahkan Arini ibunya Awan masih merahasiakan seperti apa sosoknya. Kedepannya, awan akan menghadapi kisah yang menarik dengan wanita-wanita di sekelilingnya sekaligus tantangan kehidupan yang tidak mudah. seperti apa ceritanya, yuk di emut... eh dilanjut.....

To help my surgeon husband with his erectile dysfunction, I made an appointment with an expert six months in advance. But as the day approached, Isiah Coleman canceled it without explanation. Just as I was about to call him to demand answers, I spotted a post from his female friend on her social media. My usually stoic husband was beaming as he wrapped his arms around her. The caption read: [Only I can cure your illness.] What struck me, though, was the telltale bulge in his pants in the photo—a reaction I'd never seen from him with me. With a cold laugh, I liked the post and left a comment: [What a miracle worker!] The post exploded, with everyone speculating whether I'd confront the mistress. But what awaited him after the holiday was our freshly printed divorce certificate.

My husband asked me if bras were more comfortable without underwire, and I was happy that he had finally become more mature. The next day, his assistant snatched the parcel I received in the mail, saying that it had the wrong address. That night, I saw Samantha Davis post on her social media, with the caption, “My boyfriend bought this for me. Isn’t it pretty?” It was a selfie taken in a hotel mirror, and there was a beautifully decorated box containing a bra lying beside her. So, as it turned out, it was not that men became mature later in life, it was that you weren’t the one they were willing to become mature for. Naturally, I gave the post a like and took a screenshot before sending it to my husband. "What a waste. You could have gotten an 20% discount if you bought the whole set."

Martin Ragnala, seorang pengusaha muda peranakan Tionghos, membeli sebidang tanah di pinggir Kota Bandung untuk dijadikan tempat bisnis. Kala mengecek lokasi, Martin bertemu dengan perempuan berbaju Cheongsam merah. Mereka sempat berbincang, dan perempuan itu mengaku bernama Margaretha. Semenjak pertemuan itu, Martin kerap kali memimpikan Margaretha, ataupun berjumpa dengan perempuan tersebut di berbagai tempat. Hendri Danantya, calon Kakak ipar Martin, mendatangi lokasi proyek yang tengah dihebohkan dengan berbagai peristiwa aneh di sana. Hendri yang memiliki kemampuan supranatural, mendiga bila beberapa peristiwa itu dan mimpi-mimpi Martin memiliki keterkaitan, yang mesti diselidiki.