Caption Senyum Singkat

Delapan tahun bukanlah waktu singkat untuk bisa kembali berhadapan dengan masa lalu. Melupakan trauma yang pernah di alami. Membalut luka yang tergores begitu dalam. Trauma di alami hingga nyaris bunuh diri. Itulah yang di alami Kaira Jharna Fahar. Mampukah bertahan? Bagaimana menghadapi kemelut di dalam hati yang selama ini membelenggunya? Di hadapkan dengan orang di masa lalunya. Temukan jawabannya, hanya di 'Cinta Setelah Luka'

Memendam rasa memang menyiksa. Seperti itulah yang dirasakan Rian. Senyum dan suara lembut Liana mampu mengubah hidupnya. Akan tetapi, Beno, sahabat terbaiknya, pun menyukai Liana. Dilihat dari segi manapun, Beno jauh lebih unggul dalam hal memenangkan hati wanita. Mampukah Rian mengungkapkan perasaannya?

Sahabat macam apa yang bisa-bisanya ngerebut calon suami sahabatnya sendiri? Dia bilang katanya, ngarep aku datang dengan muka kusut, sedih dan meraung-raung. Namun sayangnya, dia salah. Aku gak seperti itu, aku justru datang dengan senyum, dan calon suami baru yang membuat semua mata terpaku.________________________________________

"Andaikan bunuh diri bukan sebuah dosa, dan tak ada neraka di akhirat, mungkin kematian akan menjadi pilihan utama.” Kehidupan seorang Nerissa Frore memang tak pernah menjumpai kata bahagia yang sering orang katakan. Bahagianya hanya sekedar masih diberikan kehidupan. Sekeras apapun dia mencari alasan untuk hidup tak pernah sekalipun ia dapatkan sebelum dirinya bertemu dengan Alarick Mauricio. Pria berperawakan tinggi dengan kulit sawo matangnya mampu membuat kehidupan Nerissa berubah. Sering kali terlihat senyum manis di bibirnya sebelum akhirnya sebuah keputusan merenggut kembali senyum itu dari wajahnya. Perjodohan yang tak pernah diinginkan oleh Alarick kini harus terjadi. Kehidupan yang awalnya menjadi impian, namun sekarang hal itu menjadi hal yang paling Nerissa hindari. Di sanalah kehidupan bagai neraka Nerissa dimulai. Sanggupkah dia bertahan di tengah hujaman rasa sakit yang diberikan Alarick?

Pernikahan tanpa cinta, dendam tersembunyi, dan luka terdalam. Glen membenci Aruna karena wasiat sang kakek. Bagi Glen, Aruna adalah simbol paksaan. Tapi di balik senyum Aruna, tersembunyi luka yang tak pernah disuarakan. Ketika Aruna memilih mengakhiri hidupnya tepat di hadapan Glen, segalanya berubah—termasuk hatinya.

On Children's Day, the most popular social media post is about me. The caption is: "Mr. Shane Norton spends his birthday with his son David Norton and his first love, Ruth Feynman. Has he finally decided to divorce Ayla Sanderson?" I quietly press the "like" button. When my phone rings, I'm in the midst of taking down the balloons I put up for our wedding anniversary. "Honey." My husband sounds anxious as he tries to explain himself. "David suddenly insisted that we go to a theme park, so I—" In the background, I hear David laughing. "Dad, Ruthie says that I can sleep with her tonight!" I look at the mess in the house. The balloons are drooping, and the cream on the cake is congealed. "You don't have to explain," I hear myself say. "I understand." It's just that this time, I don't want you or David any longer, Shane.

On the day I miscarried and suffered from haemorrhage, my husband posted a photo of a newborn’s tiny feet on his Instagram Story. The caption read: “Welcome, little angel. Daddy will always protect you.” With trembling hands, I called him. “The baby’s gone. Can you come to the hospital?” On the other end, I heard a baby crying, followed by the man’s impatient voice. “In that case, take good care of yourself. Louise just gave birth and needs someone to care for her. I can’t leave. “Besides, the dead shouldn’t compete with the living for affection. Got it?” He hung up right after. I broke down alone on the hospital bed, and when I finally wiped away my tears, I dialed the number of his sworn enemy, Levi Snow. “Marry me, and the entire Wright Corporation will be my dowry. All I want is for you to bring Finn Yeaton down. Do we have a deal?”

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.

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.

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."