Caption Motivasi Semangat

All along, I've been following a social media account that's dedicated to a couple sharing about their romance. It doesn't have a lot of followers, but the posts are all very heartwarming. The owner of the account records all the little details about his relationship with his girlfriend. They get into arguments over a plate of pasta before breaking into laughter and calling each other an overgrown child. They climb up the hill to hold each other under the sky full of stars, wishing they could make time pause at that very moment. Even though the owner of the account never reveals his face, I am always moved by the words he writes. The day before my wedding, the owner uploads a new post. "This marks the end of our ten-year relationship. From now on, she'll be his wife, and I'll only be his friend. There won't be any more updates to this account. I wish nothing but the best for my best friend and the woman he loves the most." The picture uploaded with this caption is one of my fiancee and me, taken from behind.

Farhan seorang anak yang berbakti kepada ibunya. Ingin menghadiahkan gelang ditengah keterbatasan hidupnya. Ia tak pernah patah semangat dan terus berjuang mengumpulkan rupiah demi impiannya. Ditengah usahanya untuk mendapatkan gelang, ia mendapat seorang sahabat yang mengantarnya pada sebuah musibah. Dari musibah itu, akhirnya terbongkarlah asal usul keluarga ibunya, siapakah ibunya sebenarnya? Bagaimana asal usul ibunya akhirnya terungkap?

When I was struck by a stomach illness, my boyfriend, Charles Fischer, was busy blowing out birthday candles with his assistant, Beverly Wagner. I lay there in excruciating pain, but he didn't even glance at me. Instead, he affectionately stroked her nose.  “Bev is a year older! Make a wish, birthday girl!” Later, after I had fainted and was rushed to the hospital, I called Charles, only for him to ignore me.  Meanwhile, Beverly posted a photo on Instagram. Gifts filled the screen, with the caption, [Yay! Charles is the best ever! Charles and Bev, together forever!] When I confronted him, Charles didn’t care at all. "It's Bev’s birthday. Were you expecting me not to spend it with her? If you can't handle it, we're done!" This was the umpteenth time he'd threatened to break up with me, always confident that I wouldn't dare to leave him.  Not this time.

During a typhoon alert, Joyce Lane calls me and tells me to pick her up from her company. On the way there, I receive a text from her. "You don't have to pick me up anymore. I'm going to stay over at Fin's place for a few days." I opt not to start anything with her. Instead, I calmly text back, "Okay." In the middle of the night, Finley Jones, Joyce's junior at work, uploads a social media post that's meant for my eyes only. Joyce can be seen huddling against Finley while feeding him some snacks in the photo. The window outside depicts a storm. The caption writes, "It's only befitting for me to tide out the worst weather with the woman I love the most." I leave a like on the photo calmly. Suddenly, Joyce calls me and demands what that like means. I reply coolly, "It means we're breaking up."

My fiancé, Dominic, heir to the Carvalho crime family, vanished for four days. I thought a rival family had put a bullet in his head. Then I saw his ex’s Instagram story. A shot of them in bed. The caption: He still knows every inch of me. His face was hidden, but his hand wasn't. And on it, the ring I gave him, resting on her skin. That night, Dominic came home. He brought me white roses, my favorite. I asked him why. Why he'd lie. Why he'd sleep with her. He brushed it off. Just a "misunderstanding." I was done. I threw the ring in his face. Burned the wedding dress. Told him we were over. He thought I was just throwing a fit. He didn't get it. Not until he realized I was walking away for good. Then he panicked. Begged me to come back.

Annisa Humaira seringkali dihina karena tak seorang pun tahu siapa ayah kandungnya. Meski demikian, dia memiliki semangat juang tinggi untuk menjadi pengacara. Hal tersebut menarik perhatian dua pria tampan dengan latar belakang berbeda. Raditya Atmaja, seorang duda kaya beranak satu dan juga Zian Bintoro, kekasih sepupunya. Keduanya begitu mencintai dia dan bersiap meminangnya. Namun, siapakah pria yang akan dipilih Maira pada akhirnya?

[Sungguh kasihan ibu ini ditinggal merantau suaminya tapi tidak pernah dikirimi nafkah hingga mengharuskannya bekerja sebagai pemulung padahal suaminya bekerja di pertambangan. Naasnya lagi, saat ini anaknya sedang mengidap penyakit TB. Bagi yang mau membantu Ibu ini dan anaknya bisa kirimkan donasinya ke nomor rekening yang tertera di caption] Bayu terkejut saat melihat berita viral di sebuah akun di sosial media. Pasalnya yang sedang diberitakan itu adalah istri dan juga anaknya yang sedang memulung. Bagaimana bisa keduanya kekurangan hingga harus menjadi pemulung? Sedangkan setiap bulannya Bayu selalu mentransfer uang yang cukup banyak untuk istri dan anaknya ke rekening kakaknya yang bernama Sita.  Apa yang akan dilakukan Bayu?  Apakah Bayu bisa mengungkap apa yang dirahasiakan kakak dan juga ibunya selama dia bekerja? Apakah pernikahan Bayu bisa diselamatkan? 

Di acara tahunan perusahaan, suamiku dan sekretaris wanitanya bermain piano bersama di atas panggung dengan mesra. Setelah turun dari panggung dengan bergandengan tangan, putraku juga berlari dengan penuh semangat menghampiri mereka. “Bibi Sally hebat sekali, bisa melakukan apapun. Andai saja Bibi adalah ibuku.” Melihat tiga anggota keluarga yang tampak begitu harmonis di hadapanku .... Aku pun memutuskan untuk melepaskan semuanya. Sampah memang seharusnya dibuang.

For five years, I was married to the heir of the Romano family, Italy's biggest crime family. Every night, he'd hold me and whisper, "Just give me an heir, and I'll give him the entire Romano empire." But I never got pregnant, and the Don's disappointment in me grew with every passing month. Until I found out my husband had been secretly swapping my folic acid for birth control pills. I was still reeling from the fury when I saw a post from his ex-girlfriend: an ultrasound photo. Her caption was sweet and smug: “Ten weeks along. Vincent said he can’t wait to meet the baby.” Seeing the flood of congratulations, my mind was made up. I found the contact info for my ex-boyfriend—the one who’d spent the last five years trying to get me back. I sent him a single text. 【Give me one month. Then I’m coming with you.】

Bertahun-tahun dia memendam luka sendirian, menahan rasa bersalah, mencurahkan rasa sayang layaknya seorang Ibu. Namun yang dia dapat hanyalah rasa benci dari sepasang ayah dan anak. Walaupun lukanya masih merah sempurna, dia tidak menyerah, mengabaikan lukanya, dan terus berjuang untuk menjadi ibu yang sempurna. Dia adalah Agneta Kaluna Dia selalu menguatkan dirinya dengan berkata "Sam masih membutuhkan figur Ibu, jadi semangat jangan menyerah"