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Habib seorang ipar yang dicemooh oleh Galih dengan sebutan benalu. Dia bekerja sebagai steward di salah satu restauran berbintang membuat Kakak iparnya malu. Ketiadaan harta dan tahta yang dimiliki Habib, ia selalu mendapat hinaan bahkan sumpah serapah dari Kakak iparnya kalau ia tidak sanggup memberikan nafkah kepada Nabila-istrinya. Namun, tidak selamanya kehidupan di bawah. Begitu pun sebaliknya. Habib terus berusaha agar tegar dan tabah dalam menghadapi semua cobaan yang menghujam laksana sarapan pagi. Ternyata, hinaan dan cacian yang ia dapatkan dari Kakak ipar ada niat terselubung yang sangat membuat Nabila dan Habib terkejut. Sampai-sampai rahasia itu tidak dapat dimaafkan oleh Habib dan istri tercinta. Rahasia yang terbungkus rapi membuat Habib membuka kaca mata istrinya dan ia berjanji akan mengangkat derajat Nabila yang selalu setia kepada Habib. Ia sangat bersyukur memiliki istri setulus dan sesabar Nabila. Walaupun sehebat apapun itu hinaan dan cobaan menghadang agar bahtera rumah tangga yang dilandasi dengan cinta bisa ambruk begitu saja. Nabila selalu sabar dan kuat menerima itu semua. Habib selalu menguatkan Nabila setiap saat ketika ujian kenyataan hidup selalu datang bertubi-tubi.

Namanya Cinderella. Gadis gemuk dengan segala bentuk kekurangannya. Nama yang jelas dijiplak dari tokoh Disney yang juga bernamakan Cinderella dengan paras jelita, tetapi selalu dipanggil Upik Abu oleh kedua saudara tirinya. Dengan alur yang berakhir bahagia bersama sang pangeran berkuda. Namun, lain halnya dengan Rella. Hidup di negeri antah berantah bernamakan Bengkaung, kota kecil yang sarat akan nilai-nilai agama dan budaya. Ya, budaya ghibah. Termasuk di dalamnya yang selalu menjadi trending topic: Fisik Rella yang kian hari, kian meresahkan warga. Belajar sabar, meski sakit. Belajar bersyukur, meski sulit. Hidup Rella yang penuh dengan julid-an dari maha benar netizen, memancing egonya untuk mengakhiri hidup. Namun, dukungan dan motivasi dari dua sosok yang teramat ia sayang menjadikan Rella tak ingin kehilangan cahayanya. Cahaya itu, bisa saja meredup bila tertiup, tetapi tidak boleh lenyap dalam gelap. Apa pun yang terjadi, Rella harus meneruskan hidup. Menggapai mimpinya menjadi seorang desainer, juga menikah dengan laki-laki bermata sipit, pemilik senyum menawan yang membuat mabuk kepayang. 'Cause she is: Cinderella, yang tak secantik dan semenawan Cinderella. Namun, memiliki inner beauty bintang lima.

The day I land a hundred-million-dollar deal for the company, my girlfriend—Paisley Needham, the CEO—finally agrees to marry me. The next day, I wait at the city hall until it closes. She never shows up. Instead, what I get is her official announcement with her assistant, Jude Grayford. In the photo, she nestles in his arms. A crisp marriage license sits in her hand, impossible to miss. The caption reads, "My CEO, Ms. Paisley Needham, couldn't bear to see me going on blind dates, so she just went ahead and got the marriage license with me today. I'm so happy!" My colleagues gossip, assuming I'll be jealous and furious. I don't. I just like the post and comment, "So, when's the ceremony? Don't forget to invite me!" Paisley calls immediately, cursing me out. "I just didn't want to see him being pressured into blind dates by his parents, so I agreed to get married on paper to keep them off his back. It's not like we're actually married. Do you really have to be so petty? "Delete your comment right now and get on your knees to apologize to Jude. If you don't, I'll never marry you." I laughed bitterly. "Even better," I say. "I hope you two have a long, happy life together… and have lots of kids."

Di lingkungan para konglomerat, ada sebuah aturan tak tertulis, yaitu pasangan yang menikah karena aliansi keluarga boleh saja punya kehidupan masing-masing di luar. Namun, apa pun yang dibelikan untuk selingkuhan, wajib dibelikan juga untuk pasangan sah di rumah. Dean Ramosh adalah orang yang sangat berprinsip. Jadi bahkan setelah Keluarga Syahrina bangkrut, dia tetap teguh mematuhi aturan itu, bahkan memberikannya seratus kali lipat demi menghargai Calista Syahrina. Jika kartu selingkuhannya menerima uang saku 200 juta per bulan, kartu Calista harus stabil menerima 20 miliar. Baru saja Dean menghadiahi selingkuhannya perhiasan senilai dua miliar, dia langsung mengirimkan Calista sebuah cincin zamrud antik bernilai 200 miliar. Para nyonya kalangan elite yang sudah terbiasa melihat laki-laki hidup hedon bersama wanita simpanan, memang menghela napas prihatin melihat drama asmara antara Calista dan Dean yang sempat membuat heboh seantero kota. Namun, mereka tetap saja tak tahan untuk memberi saran bahwa Calista seharusnya belajar untuk merasa bersyukur. Bersyukur? Tentu saja Calista merasa bersyukur. Oleh karena itu, di hari ketika Dean terang-terangan memberikan sebuah rumah di pinggiran kota yang nilainya tak seberapa kepada selingkuhannya, Calista juga menerima sertifikat Vila Northcoast No. 1 dari tangan Dean sambil berkata, "Sepertinya aku tiba-tiba merasa agak bosan. Gimana kalau kita bercerai?"

After I've completed 98 tasks for my fiancee, Cheryl Landeau, she finally agrees to marry me once I've completed the 99th task for her. For that task, I'm required to pick her up outside her company. On the day I stand outside Cheryl's company with a huge flower bouquet in my arms, I don't see her at all despite having waited till late night. Soon after, I get hospitalized due to a high fever. When I tap on my phone, the first thing I see is a photo of the marriage certificate belonging to Cheryl and her assistant, Jason York. Jason even includes a caption with the photo. "My mom is very satisfied with her daughter-in-law. Please take good care of me from now on, my dear wife." The next day, I hang a banner outside the company. "May Ms. Landeau and Mr. York grow old in harmony and be blessed with children." All of my colleagues are stunned, to say the least. At that moment, Cheryl quickly pulls me into her office. She then explains, "Jason's mom is severely ill. Her death wish is watch him get married. What's wrong with me fulfilling her wish? Can't you show more kindness toward Jason? "Now, stop throwing that tantrum of yours and get rid of the banner. Once Jason's mom passes away, I'll file for a divorce from him." I just smile as I set off more fireworks at the doorway. "Oh, you don't have to bother with a divorce. I'm worried that his mom might come back to life soon. Let's just end things here."

Our third wedding anniversary was coming up, but my wife, a programmer at a major tech company, suddenly claimed she had to work overtime to meet deadlines. She said she couldn't go on the trip we'd planned. That very afternoon, however, her intern posted a video on social media. My wife—the same woman who normally wouldn't even open a door for fear of chipping her manicure—was holding a screwdriver, repairing an old flip phone. The caption read: [Having a programmer wife is the best. Even when Grandma's phone breaks, we don't need to pay for repairs.] I chuckled, liked the post, and commented: [Right up her alley.] Within minutes, the company group chat exploded. There were over ninety-nine unread messages speculating on when I'd finally snap. Not long after, my wife called. Her voice was ice-cold. "What was that comment supposed to mean? How is Shawn supposed to face anyone at work now? "His grandma's phone broke, so I fixed it. What's the problem? Your parents have always spoiled you. You can't possibly understand real hardship. "Delete the comment. I'll make it up to you over the New Year; we can take that trip then." The New Year? I'd already waited through two other major public holidays. I'd even taken special leave for this trip, and she still bailed. Now she was dangling empty promises again? I hung up on her. My leave ended around the same time as our divorce cooling-off period.

My wife Susan had the power to save lives, but when our son was rushed to the ICU and needed her help, she refused no matter how much I begged. While I was crying myself hoarse when I received news that our son was dead, I heard her purring over the phone, "Mark? Don't worry, your puppy's way more important. Of course I'll save it." There was a limit to her power that she could only use it once a month, but she nonchalantly used it for Mark's pet dog! Shaking with rage, I seized her by the collar and bellowed, "We're talking about a human life here, and your son at that! But an animal is worth more than that?!" Susan shook me off, smirking in disdain. "Mark has always been by himself—is there a problem that I took his side? And what could happen to our son when he has his daddy? Stop giving me that attitude!" Just two hours later, Mark posted on social media a photo of him with Susan kissing his pet dog together, with the smug caption: [Who had bet that a son matters more than a dog? Know when you're beaten. Now pay up!] So he had a bet with someone that Susan would choose his dog! Worst of all, Susan lovingly replied: [If Mark wants to win, I'll always be there for him.] Even as I felt heartrending pain, I was laughing coldly as I sent my own reply. [If you all love to bet so much, why not bet when you're gonna drop dead?]

It's the tenth anniversary of my bonding with my warrior mate, Owen Chase, and also our son Leo's birthday. A month earlier, I spent $8000 arranging a trip to the Blood Moon Forest. I plan to take my mate and pup to the Moon Goddess' sacred grounds to receive her blessings. This is supposed to be a happy anniversary celebration for our complete werewolf family. I've prepared everything and booked tickets for the Twilight Coach. But on the night before our departure, Owen and Leo suddenly block our mind-link. "Dad and I are having dinner with Ms. Emma on the 24th floor of Moonlight Restaurant. We've cancelled the tickets—we're not going." The call ends there. They promptly block my number as well. I rush back to our pack overnight, only to find that the security system no longer recognizes me. That night, every household locks its doors and activates protective barriers against the toxic mist of the Silver Mines in the nearby Moonveil Valley, while I could only huddle on the stone steps outside our house, inhaling the silver-laden fog all night. The poisonous substances flood my systems. I am sent to the hospital, burning with fever as my wolf grows weaker with every labored breath. Meanwhile, my family is busy touring Central City with Emma Skinner, spending the money I had worked so hard to earn. Owen posts a photo on his social media. In the photo, Emma, my mate Owen, and my child Leo stand hand-in-hand in front of the wishing fountain in Central City, all smiling brightly. The caption reads: "A perfect trip, a perfect family of three." It is only then that I finally understand—this family exists in name only. It's time for me to rebuild my life.

I had been married to Derek for six years, and we had a three-year-old son. He was poor, earning only $2,000 a month, but I had no complaints; I took care of everything at home for him. After getting dinner on the table for the whole family, I finally had a minute to check my phone. A video popped up on my feed: a twenty-two-year-old girl from a rural area whose hands, roughened by years of hard labor, looked like they belonged to a sixty-two-year-old woman. I looked down at my own hands, just as worn and scarred, and stared at them blankly before tapping into the comments. I expected people to feel bad for her. However, to my surprise, the comments section was flooded with a single sentiment: "Why would anyone marry a penniless loser?" One of the top-liked comments came from a couple; in their photo, they were pictured holding hands—fingers tightly intertwined—with the girl sporting a massive diamond ring. The accompanying caption read: "A man who truly loves you would never bear to let you suffer." I felt a pang of envy. Given the choice, who wouldn't want a glamorous life? As I was about to close the app, I accidentally tapped on the couple's photo, enlarging it. In the background, previously too blurry to make out, was a face I recognized. It looked exactly like my husband, Derek Sterling. I froze, and almost against my will, I tapped into the account's profile. Post after post of lavish photos of them together flooded my screen. And then I saw him clearly. The scar above his brow, the one he got when a shelf fell on him while protecting me, was still plainly visible. It was my husband. It was Derek.

Mawar hidup di sebuah desa yang jauh dari pusat kota. Ibunya bekerja menjadi pelayan di rumah saudagar kaya. Hingga saat dia sudah lulus sekolah, ternyata dia sudah di jodohkan dengan pemuda kaya yang berasal dari kota. Mawar akan melakukan apapun supaya pria itu mau menikahinya, dia berharap dengan menikahi pria itu hidup keluarganya akan terpenuhi kebutuhannya, dia berharap ibunya tidak lagi menjadi seorang pelayan dan adiknya bisa bersekolah sampai ke jenjang tertinggi. Nico Geraldi Sadlers, anak tunggal dari Harryantara Sadlers. Keluarga Sadler merupakan keluarga yang terpandang dan berpengaruh, tentu saja dengan harta dan kekuasaan yang mereka milik. Nico adalah salah satu keturunan Sadlers yang meraih kesuksesan saat usianya masih muda, tak heran orang-orang sering memanggilnya, 'tuan muda dari keluarga Sadlers'. Karena ketampanan dan kesuksesannya banyak wanita berparas cantik yang berasal dari keluarga terpandang menginginkan dirinya, tapi Nico terpaksa harus menerima perjodohan yang berdalih perjanjian masa lalu. Di dalam darahnya mengalir darah Sadlers yang selalu memegang teguh setiap janji nya, maka Nico tidak bisa menolak perjodohan itu. Tak disangka gadis yang akan dijodohkan denganya adalah gadis yang culun, memakai kacamata tebal dan udik. Tapi kenapa saat pertemuan pertama, Nico langsung ingin menikahinya? Sementara Mawar dia bersyukur karena tanpa melakukan usaha apapun pria itu sudi menikahi gadis kampung dan miskin seperti dirinya.