Caption Hujan Singkat

Kehidupannya sebagai Rosseane Liady Ramos bisa dikatakan nyaris sempurna. Mempunyai paras yang cantik, memesona dan bergelimang harta. Kehidupan yang diimpikan oleh hampir semua wanita. Tetapi, ada harga yang harus ia bayarkan untuk itu semua, yaitu kebebasan. Terikat dalam harness emas, yang harus mengikuti semua keinginan sang Tuan, Edric Ridley Anderson. Pria dengan OLD (Obsessive Love Disorder), yang secara tidak sadar terus menghisap kebahagian Rossie. Disaat Rossie ingin keluar dari jeratan Edric, ia bertemu dengan pria yang secara singkat pernah hadir di masa lalunya, Hwang Chaniago. Pria yang dulu secara tidak langsung, sempat membagikan kehangatan keluarganya untuk Rossie. Akankah Rossie bisa terlepas dari jeratan beracun itu?

Nara terjebak dalam situasi yang sangat sulit dan juga dilematis. Ia membutuhkan uang yang banyak untuk operasi sang anak dalam waktu singkat dan berniat untuk meminjam uang pada atasannya, Marvel. Namun, Marvel malah menawarkan sebuah perjanjian ''kotor", dimana ia akan membiayai seluruh biaya rumah sakit anaknya asalkan Nara mau memuaskannya di ranjang. Awalnya, Nara menolak, karena ia tak ingin di cap sebagai pelakor dan kejadian di masa lalunya itu terulang kembali. Namun sayangnya, keadaan sang anak begitu mendesak dan akhirnya ia rela menggadai harga dirinya. Pertemuannya dengan Marvel di hotel pun, membawanya kedalam kilas balik di masa lalu. Apa yang sebenernya terjadi di masa lalu Nara?

Nohan benci sekolah, apalagi saat bel istirahat berbunyi. Seolah saat itu dunianya pindah seketika ke neraka. Mereka akan datang, dan melakukan perundungan terhadapnya. Nohan bahkan mulai membenci semua orang, kala ia melapor pada guru, dan ibunya yang sama sekali tak percaya bahwa ia mengalami perundungan, bahkan ibu Nohan mengatakan kalau Nohan hanya berhalusinasi. Sampai suatu hari, sosok dengan jubah hitam datang di tengah derasnya hujan malam. Ia membawa Nohan pergi dari rumahnya, sosok itu juga percaya akan apa yang diceritakan Nohan padanya. *** "Kau harus bisa melenyapkan mereka semua dalam waktu tiga puluh hari, atau jika tidak kau akan kehilangan dirimu sendiri!"

"Apa, Mas? Kamu menikah denganku hanya untuk dijadikan wanita kedua? Supaya kalian bisa memiliki keturunan!" pekik Anilla. "Ya! Dan aku pun, tidak pernah mencintai kamu, Anilla Prameswari!" Bariton Bagas terdengar tegas. Perkenalan singkat antara Anilla Prameswari dan Bagas Surya Mahardika menumbuhkan benih cinta di hati seorang gadis cantik dan mandiri ini. Sampai akhirnya, mereka memutuskan untuk menikah. Bagas, membawa hantaran dan mahar yang super wah. Semua orang menyangka, Anilla adalah gadis yang beruntung telah dinikahi oleh seorang CEO muda. Namun, ketika kebahagian merajainya. Dia baru mengetahui bahwa dia hanya dijadikan istri kedua setelah menyerahkan kesuciannya. Anilla merasa gagal menjadi seorang wanita. Akankah Anilla bertahan dalam drama hidup bersama Bagas?

Hubungan Pradipta dan Linggar, menyentuh angka tujuh tahun digadang-gadang akan naik ke pelaminan sesuai dengan hasil kesepakatan. Sayangnya, tepat di hari H pernikahan terdengar kabar lain yang mengejutkan keluarga dan berujung pernikahan akan digagalkan. Tepat satu jam sebelum acara Gendhis datang dengan berita bahwa dirinya telah tidak perawan akibat direnggut oleh calon suami adik sepupunya sendiri. Berita ini membuat Linggar mengambil keputusan singkat, membatalkan acara pernikahan dengan Pradipta. Kepalang malu, akhirnya keluarga pun mencari solusi lain dengan mencari pria pengganti. Akhirnya Pramudita yang maju menikahi Linggar. Mereka saling tidak kenal satu sama lain. Hingga akhirnya Pramudita memberikan kontrak pernikahan ke Linggar. Akankah Linggar menyetujui kontrak pernikahan tersebut? Bagaimana kelanjutan pernikahan mereka?

"Aku sudah lama merindukanmu ...." Di malam hari, pria itu menciumku dengan semena-mena. Dia adalah suami yang tinggal di keluarga pihak wanita. Saat aku mabuk, dia meniduriku. Hal ini juga menjadi rumor yang besar. Jadi, aku, si nona dari keluarga kaya terpaksa membiarkan pria miskin sepertinya menikah masuk ke keluargaku dan menjadi suamiku. Karena dalam hatiku merasa tidak rela, aku terus mempermalukan dan menindasnya. Namun, dia tidak pernah marah padaku, malah bersikap lembut padaku. Saat aku mulai pelan-pelan menyukainya, dia malah minta cerai denganku. Pria yang dulunya lembut dan perhatian berubah menjadi pria yang mengerikan. Waktu yang singkat itu membuat keluargaku bangkrut, sedangkan dia menjadi kaya. Dulu suami lembut dan perhatian yang kuhina berubah menjadi majikanku yang kaya raya.

Even though it's been three years since we held our weddings, Adrian Johnson refuses to get our marriage registered. I overhear him venting to his best friend after he gets drunk. "Colleen got kidnapped before. I keep thinking of her as a tainted woman. Plus, her family has already gone into bankruptcy. She has no idea that my company is about to get listed." I feel my blood turn into ice in my veins. His confession leaves my feet rooted to the spot. Then, Adrian pulls a woman into his arms before kissing her belly. That woman is Rosalind Muller, the young and beautiful bar singer. I'm still dazed when I receive a text on my phone. It's a photo of Rosalind's pregnancy bump. The caption writes, "You're just a tainted woman. How can you ever compare to me?" What Adrian doesn't know is that I never got kidnapped three years ago. At that time, I had carried out a top-secret rescue mission as a secret agent. Soon, I text my dad. "Dad, where's your island? Can you send a helicopter over to pick me up?" On the day I leave Adrian once and for all, it's time for my mysterious identity and the truth from three years ago to be revealed.

As I head to see my boyfriend, Howard Schultz, who is working late, I get into a car accident. I call him dozens of times for help, but he doesn't answer a single one. Staring at his brightly lit office building not far away, I sink into despair. When I wake up in the hospital, I see a post from his subordinate. It's a picture showing the reflection of the two of them in the glass door, standing far closer than they should, with the caption, "What do I do when my boss is scolding me late at night?" Unwilling to believe it, I call him again. This time, he finally answers. My voice trembles. "Howard, I got into a car accident…" "Celine, I'm still working. I'll send my assistant to take care of it, okay? Be good. I'll see you after I come back from my business trip." I try to say more, but his angry shout suddenly cuts through the line. "Crystal Jennings! You're only allowed to bring one suitcase for this trip. Why do you have three? Do you think we're going on vacation?" Crystal Jennings—the new intern Howard just hired. I stare at the disconnected call, tears drying on my cheeks. I then call my parents instead. "I agree to the engagement you arranged."

On the company's designated monthly day off, Gigi Lott, Donald Hoover's secretary, posted an Instagram story. The caption read, "So what if you're the boss of me when we're at work during the day? At night, I'm the one on top!" In the photo, she was lying atop a water bed covered in rose petals, and the usually stern Donald was kneeling down to massage her feet for her. From his pocket hung a brand new golden necklace. Just that morning, I bought several gold bars and gave them to Donald while beseeching him to make our relationship public. He happily took the locket from me, but when I tried to take a photo of us with our phone, he smacked my phone out of my hands, smashing it into pieces. With a look of pure derision, he declared, "Why don't you take a good look at yourself in the mirror first? You really are a motherless wretch who wasn't raised right. Look at the lengths you'd go to just to ruin me!" Throughout the last five years, I had meekly gone along with his demand that we keep our relationship a secret, claiming it was because office romances were forbidden. But now, I was abruptly hit with the realization of how laughable it all was. The next day, I sent my father a message. "I admit defeat. I'm willing to come home and inherit the family business."

On the day of my 30th birthday, my CEO wife, Sabrina Langford, leaves hurriedly at 3:00 am. She claims that there's something urgent going on at the company and that she won't be home the whole day. Later on, Timothy Cross, the low-income university student that Sabrina has been sponsoring, updates his social media feed. In the photo, I see Sabrina standing at the side of the road in a bikini. Two big apples are balanced on her 36D bust. The caption of the photo is, "The beautiful and hot CEO has personally come over to my house to help me sell the homegrown apples. You'll regret it if you don't buy these apples from me!" My brows are drawn into a frown immediately. When I call Sabrina, the call goes through rather quickly. "I told you I'm very busy at the company right now. If you disturb me again, I'm not going to forgive you this easily!" After that, Sabrina ends the call. But right before the call gets cut off, I can hear a car honking in her background. I'm not mad at her at all. She likes helping others to sell fruits, right? I might as well lend her a helping hand. So, I share the social media post to the company's group chat. The message I've drafted is, "Does anyone here want a batch of rotten apples? I'll even throw in a second-hand wife for free."