Cara Memakai Slayer

Tidak sengaja bertemu kembali dengan teman masa kecilnya setelah bertahun-tahun berpisah, Alea seakan mengulang banyak kenangan lama bersama Ilham. Dalam buku impiannya semasa SMP, Alea pernah menuliskan bahwa ia tidak ingin menikah dengan seorang pengacara, dan Ilham dengan entengnya menimpali bahwa ia tidak berminat menjadi pengacara. Sebuah janji masa depan yang tak tertulis namun seolah telah tertanam permanen di lubuk hati keduanya. Tapi apa jadinya jika takdir memainkan peran, mengusik impian mereka satu persatu dan memaksa mereka untuk mendaki jalan yang berlawanan? "Kamu masih sama ya, masih mau jadi dokter?" ujar Ilham dengan senyum hangat. Senyum Alea mengembang sempurna diiringi anggukan bangga, "Aku orang yang konsisten. Kamu sendiri masih konsisten nggak sama mimpimu?" Ilham menjawab tanpa ragu. "Ya, mimpiku juga masih sama. Menikah dengan kamu." Jantung Alea berhenti berdetak dan pipinya memanas. "Aku kan sudah bilang nggak mau menikah dengan pengacara!"

Pernikahan Haziya dengan Shabir baru saja genap setahun. Kehamilan yang dinantikan sejak dulu terpaksa harus dikuret karena mengalami keguguran. Shabir mengantarkan pulang Haziya ke rumah ibunya. Sekeping hati Haziya sudah retak. Mertua dan kakak ipar yang tidak bersahabat, selalu mengatur kehidupan rumah tangganya dengan Shabir semakin merenggangkan hubungan mereka. Belum lagi kenyataan Shabir berselingkuh dengan wanita lain. Kehadiran Zaweel, lelaki tampan yang menawarkan diri menjadi pengacara membantunya untuk segera terbebas dan berpisah dari Shabir. Namun, benih-benih cinta hadir antara Haziya dan Zaweel. Masa lalu Haziya tidak membuat hubungan keduanya berjalan mudah, karena mendapat penolakan dari keluarga Zaweel. Dapatkan Haziya memulai kehidupan baru penuh kebahagiaan atau terus memeluk luka tanpa akhir? Baca yuk, jangan lupa subscribe ya . Terima kasih

Depois que tranquei a faculdade, meus pais não me pressionaram. Mas a amiga de infância do meu namorado, que sempre cultivou a imagem de ser uma pessoa superinteligente, me ligou. Eu estava ocupada aproveitando a vida no interior, cultivando uma horta, nadando no riacho, sem tempo algum para programar. Na vida passada, ela entregou, um dia antes de mim, um projeto de programação idêntico ao meu. Todos me insultaram, dizendo que eu era desavergonhada, acusando-me de plágio e fraude. Tentei me explicar, mas ninguém acreditou em mim. Depois, ela ainda fez lives, caluniando-me na internet, dizendo que eu praticava bullying no campus. Atacaram minha família nas redes sociais de maneira enlouquecida, meus pais, tentando fugir de perseguidores extremistas, acabaram sofrendo um acidente de carro e faleceram. Não suportando o golpe, saltei de um prédio alto, morta sem poder descansar em paz. Até o último instante, enquanto minha consciência se dissipava, eu não conseguia entender o que havia acontecido. Era claramente o fruto do meu próprio esforço, por que alguém conseguiu publicar antes de mim? Quando abri os olhos novamente, eu, Sílvia Simões, voltei para o dia anterior ao incidente do plágio.

Tenggorokan Retno seperti tercekat saat memutar video sang mertua mengolok-olok dirinya dalam acara keluarga suaminya. Parahnya, video itu dia lihat melalui grup WhatsApp keluarga suaminya yang diunggah adik iparnya dengan kalimat 'Suara hati mertua yang tersakiti'. Segala fitnah yang diucapkan mertuanya mendapat simpati dari para anggota keluarga sang suami. Hingga kemudian mereka serempak menghujat Retno dengan ujaran kebencian yang melampaui batas. Apa yang akan dilakukan Retno atas penghinaan secara terbuka dan berjamaah itu?

Lidya terpaksa datang ke pernikahan Iqbal--pria yang tak lain adalah suaminya dengan wanita lain yang bernama Irna. Lebih mengejutkannya lagi, di acara hajatan tersebut, ada juga Ibu mertuanya. Itu menandakan, bila pernikahan Iqbal dan Irna sudah direncanakan dari dahulu kala. Lidya yang merasa sakit hati dan kecewa, tak ragu untuk membawakan barang-barang milik suaminya ke acara hajatan, hingga berakhir ricuh, karena Lidya secara sengaja mengakui tentang siapa dirinya. Lantas, apa yang akan terjadi selanjutnya? Akan 'kah Iqbal membalas semua perbuatan Lidya atau justru sebaliknya?

"Don't you dare touch her!" She heard that voice on the first day of college when some seniors were ragging her. she was annoyed but couldn't have it anyway. "What did you say???" one of the seniors yelled at that guy. He got in front of her. Blocking her way between seniors. "Are you deaf???" he was her classmate but he can speak that was a new one. "Don't you know me??? I can make your life hell." he held her hand and was going to take her away when one of them attacked him. She got scared but he was beating them as something had gotten into him. She was standing numb and after he was done fighting they left the place. He was injured and she wanted to take her to medical but he wasn't in a mood. She got into a cab and rushed back home. She didn't even know his name. She couldn't even say thank you. she didn't realize he was going to be her destiny.

''I can't live without you." he was confessing his feelings. ''I know, I ruined your life, your career everything but I am ashamed of that. I know I don't deserve you but I can't stop loving you." ''don't do this, please. it's over. I told you nothing can happen between us. stop insulting yourself.'' '' please just give me one chance to undo everything. I promise I will make up for everything .'' ''oh no no, you can't boss. not after what you have done to me. I am leaving now. I would prefer death than to be with a person like you." he was holding her hands and was begging her to stay. ''just let me go. these tactics won't work on me.'' ''do me a favour then. shoot me instead. I can't live with this guilt." ''This is your punishment. just for once I am satisfied seeing you like that. BOSS.'' he was crying. he couldn't find words that would let her stay. she would go and he knew he would not be able to forgive himself. she turned around and let him cry on the floor while he was begging for her forgiveness but it was too late. her boss. the billionaire, he had the power to bring down any powerful man in the country. he could shake the stock market in just a minute. he was begging like that. but she had no concern for him now. she had been the slave and he was torturing her and playing with her life. she couldn't stay with him anymore. no matter if her heart differs from hers. she had just left the room when she heard a gunshot. she ran back inside and the floor was all red with blood coming out of his body.

When the factory director’s son dragged my drunk fiancee into the supply warehouse, I pretended as if I did not see them. I just turned around and walked away. In the past, I had ruined my own future by rushing in and beating the factory director’s son up. I was even framed for stealing the supplies from the warehouse. When the warehouse keeper came over with the police officers, my fiancee deliberately ripped her own clothes. She cried and said that she came with the director to stop me from committing the crime, but I beat her up and even defiled her. Everyone despised me, and I became a criminal. My fiancee’s parents could not bear the rumors, and they forced me to marry her. But that marriage was only the start of a hellish life. She lived like a queen at home, yet she told everyone I was starving her. When she got pregnant, she deliberately pushed her belly against the corner of the table. Then, she stood in the courtyard and cried. She claimed I had abused her, and I wanted to kill my own baby. My parents felt bad for me, so they borrowed money from everyone they knew to get her a job. But when she landed on the job, she framed my father for stealing the steel from the factory. Half a year after my father was imprisoned, he passed away in jail due to an illness. My mother could not bear the stress and fell severely ill. She also passed away soon after. When I was pinned under the collapsed brick wall at the construction site, she did not call for help. Instead, she picked up a brick and smashed it into my head. “If you were not so nosy, Jeremy and I’d have been together already. We wouldn’t have wasted so much time!” My head bled, and I was buried beneath a pile of rubble. When I opened my eyes again, I was at the entrance of the supply warehouse. From inside, I heard my fiancee’s soft, teasing murmurs.

“Sir the bride is missing.” A man in uniform entered the room with this shocking news. “What do you mean by missing??? You were supposed to get her to the venue???” The Groom standing in front of the mirror couldn’t realize the seriousness of the situation. “I know sir. I waited for mam but she didn’t get down. And” “And what???” now he was getting worried. It was his responsibility to get the bride to the venue and he “I went up but all the guards were unconscious and mam wasn’t there.” “I want my bride in 10 minutes. If you can’t find her get me, anyone. I can’t ruin my reputation. Get Lost before I shoot you.” the guard was leaving the room when he stopped him after thinking about something. "Listen! issue orders of the shoot at sight for her and that bastard with whom she ran away."

He was forced to marry her as his father gave him no Choice he decided to divorce her within a year. He was unaware that the person he is gonna marry is totally his opposite. She is messy, she is outspoken, and clearly has no manners to talk to anyone and was thinking of getting rid of her ASAP. She was working in a private company and her routine was so tough that she never got time for herself. She was shocked when she had no other choice but to marry him just for the sake of his mother's happiness. But the person with whom she was going to spend her life was so composed and boring. She never has seen him laughing rarely smiling. He was so obsessed with placing everything in ​its place. And she had a habit of living in a mess. The more she loved partying and socializing the more he was reserved. How are these opposite personalities are gonna live together? Will anything except a fight will happen between them or they would ever get to know each other? Will this sour relationship would turn into a sweet one or a bitter one