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Ini tentang persahabatan, bagi mereka persahabatan itu tentang kebersamaan dan kebersamaan seperti kopi yang selalu mampu merangkul perbedaan. Tercantik di antara ke empat sahabatnya, merupakan keberuntungan terbesar bagi Dira. Memiliki empat ksatria yang selalu menjaganya. Akankah persahabatan bisa selalu murni? Hanya waktu yang bisa menjawabnya.

Namanya Fano Arga Tara cowok yang selalu ingin di anggap mantan dari hasil pacaran beberapa hari. Ini hanya kisah tentang sepasang mantan kekasih yang belum tahu mau dibawa kemana kisah mereka. Tentang rasa takut yang terus saja menghantui di setiap rasa ingin kembali merajut kasih.

To take care of my paralyzed mother-in-law, I quit my job and spent three years as a full-time househusband. That day, after cleaning up her waste, I hid in the bathroom with a cigarette between my fingers and came across a post on my wife’s boss’ Instagram. [You’re meant to be with me in the end. Since that freeloader can’t give you happiness, let me take you to the paradise of Maldev.] Above the caption were two plane tickets. Someone commented below. [That homemaker husband of hers is definitely clinging onto her. After all, she’s his meal ticket.] The boss replied. [Don’t worry. Tonight she’ll go home and come clean. She’ll say the company was caught falsifying accounts and is facing massive fines, and that she might need to serve jail time. [To keep that guy from getting dragged into it, the only option is divorce. He’s as timid as a mouse and will take any chance to flee.] I stared at the screen, stunned, until the cigarette burned my fingers. Ten minutes later, my wife rushed home, panic written all over her face. She dropped her bag on the floor. “Honey, something’s gone wrong with the company’s finances. They’re accusing us of falsifying accounts. I was solely responsible for the accounts. I might need to serve 10 years in prison, plus fines of more than ten thousand dollars. “We need to sign the papers before they seize our house. I don’t want to drag you and mom into this.”

Satya adalah CEO galak yang menderita "trauma jatuh cinta" gara-gara melihat mantan kekasihnya, Ghea, bersantai di kafe dengan pria lain. Ghea yang tidak tahu bahwa bos barunya adalah sang mantan, syok berat di hari pertama kerja. Satya yang gengsi tinggi langit berusaha bersikap profesional meskipun hatinya copy-paste deg-degan seperti zaman kuliah. Situasi menjadi kacau ketika si sepupu muncul lagi di kantor untuk menjemput Ghea, membuat Satya nyaris meledak karena cemburu buta yang salah alamat (lagi).

Shen Luo Xiang memiliki julukan Dewa Pedang. Keberadaannya sangat dihormati dan disegani membuat para Dewa utama iri atas pencapaiannya. Karena masalah ini Shen Luo Xiang dijebak oleh para Dewa yang mengakibatkan Shen Luo Xiang mati. Namun takdir langit berkata lain. Karena jiwanya berpindah pada pemuda tak berbakat yang sedang mengalami masa koma akibat menerima siksaan dari klan lain di Benua Langit. Akankah Shen Luo Xiang mampu bangkit menjadi Dewa dengan tubuh cacat tanpa Kultivasi itu?

Sebuah keluarga kecil dalam Pergunungan Knox yang terkutuk, terdiri dari seorang Ayah, Ibu dan bayi perempuan mereka. Berambut dan bermata hitam bagaikan langit malam tanpa bintang. Mereka menggunakan bahasa yang aneh. Mereka memiliki cara pandang yang sangat terbuka. Mereka memiliki kemampuan luar biasa yang tidak terjelaskan. Kemunculan mereka menjadi awal baru dari pembukaan era baru bagi Benua Avelon, di mana sihir, mosnter dan perperangan ada. Keluarga yang bagaikan permata hitam terindah di dunia—Serendite Family.

On our wedding anniversary, my CEO husband, Michael Grant, invited me to watch the ocean with him. Tragically, a typhoon hit. I stood there in the raging wind and rain for over two hours, and he never showed up. In the end, all I got was a text that he was suddenly going on a business trip and couldn’t make it. Right after that, his intern, Nora Blake, posted a video on her social feed. It showed my usually pampered husband barefoot while helping fishermen haul crates of seafood. Her caption read: "Our hardworking CEO loves to get his hands dirty!" I laughed and commented: "Diligent and enduring—a true role model for us all." The company Slack channel instantly exploded. Everyone was betting on whether I’d finally blow up this time. Michael called me, his voice tight with fury, "Lauren West! What the heck did you mean by posting that comment? Are you trying to humiliate Nora in public? "It was a typhoon. I helped her family move some fish. What’s the big deal? You’re such a pampered little princess who has no idea how hard life really is. Delete that comment now. I’ll take you to the coast another day." Disgust churned in me. I replied, "Let a man who’s already rolled in the mud take me to the ocean? Forget it." Yes. Michael was now tainted, and I didn’t want him anymore.

On her first day at work, a new colleague uploaded a 500-million-dollar property purchase agreement to the company group chat. The message was accompanied by the caption: “Thanks for the gift for my first day at work, Dad!” She quickly deleted it, following up with, “Sorry, wrong chat!” I frowned, recognizing the contract immediately. It was the same property my father gifted me for my birthday a month ago. Some sharp-eyed colleagues noticed the contract number and chimed in. “I have a relative in real estate. I remember this property. Our chairman bought it recently!” “So, the heiress has joined us to experience life. Forgive your humble servant for not recognizing you!” The chat was soon filled with flattering remarks. Even my stingy and miserly husband joined in. I felt a coldness in my heart and couldn’t help but respond in the group chat, “I recall the president always opposing ostentatious displays of wealth and advocating humility. This heiress seems to veer away from his usual philosophy.” Instead of support, I faced attacks from my husband and others. “Look at you being so poor and petty. How could you ever compare to Grace? Why did I ever marry someone so shortsighted?” “As if you know the president that well! I think you’re just jealous that Grace was born with a silver spoon!” I sneered coldly and, without hesitation, dialed the president’s number right in front of everyone. “Dad, I heard we’re not that close, hmm?”

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."

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."