Everything We Never Knew

Serakah.. Itulah sifat manusia kebanyakan yang tak pernah puas dengan apa yang dimilikinya hingga ketika mereka menemukan cara salah agar mampu meraih kesuksesannya dalam memenuhi standar hidup dan pada akhirnya semua menjadi malapetaka. Tidak pernah cukup meskipun ada bintang dan bulan di dalam genggaman yang telah berhasil dicuri. Setidaknya manusia seperti itulah yang memberikan pelajaran bagi manusia lainnya untuk terus hidup dengan cara yang seharusnya, Bekerja keras dan membuahkan hasil. Sekarang Devan mengerti mengapa Iva tidak begitu menyukainya, sosoknya mengingatkan pada Vania dan terpenuhilah kebelengguan iri padanya. Iva... Kejadian ini telak memukul harga dirinya ke paling dasar dimana ia akhirnya tahu kenapa tidak perlu repot-repot berusaha terlihat baik di depan mendiang mertuanya. Yudhi memilih jalan seperti ini pada akhirnya, memfokuskan pada kedua anaknya dan masih mencoba untuk memberi semangat pada istrinya. Ya. Semuanya berlalu dan Yasmine sudah menyelesaikannya berkat Hana, satu-satunya orang yang ia percaya. Bukan berarti, keluarganya sendiri adalah pengkhianat. Yasmine teramat dalam mencintai keluarganya dan tidak ingin menambah banyak beban disela kesibukan mereka. Sekarang tak perlu mengkhawatirkan apapun, semuanya sudah selesai dan keluarga Adiwijaya mulai memfokuskan diri mereka mengurus wasiat ini. Begitupun dengan Hana, tugasnya sudah selesai dan membayar balas budi pada Vania. Ia harus kembali ke tempatnya. Dan Devan? Ia tidak siap dan tidak akan pernah siap tentang kepergian Hana. 4 tahun sudah waktu yang cukup lama memberinya pengaruh akan keberadaan gadis itu. Ketulusannya pada keluarga Adiwijaya sudah cukup membuktikan bahwa Devan menginginkan Hana seperti Yasmine -mendiang eyangnya. Dan 4 tahun bukan waktu yang cukup dan tidak akan pernah cukup akan kebersamaan mereka. Devan ingin Hana tetap berada di Indonesia, dalam jangkauannya dan berjalan beriringan. Bagaimana Devan bisa menahan Hana untuk tetap tinggal?

One week before our wedding, my fiancé, my father’s own consigliere, sold him out.He set him up for a FBI raid. My father died in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, and the once-great Moretti family collapsed overnight. In my darkest hour, Dominic, the Don of the New York Luciani family, showed up with a crew of mercenaries. He didn't just take care of the rat; he gave me total protection. He obsessed over me for three years, even tattooing my name over his heart. I fell for it. I believed he loved me. I let my guard down and stayed by his side, serving as the lead perfumer for the coldest man in the city. Until today. Outside the wine cellar, I overheard him talking to his rival. "Old man Moretti died never knowing who had leaked his location," Dominic said. "But imagine if that stupid woman, Elena, found out," the rival mocked. "If she knew the man who killed her father was the same husband kissing her forehead every night... would she lose her mind?" My hand froze on the cellar door. The rival’s laughter came through the cracks: "You’re cold-blooded, Dominic! Elena thinks you’re her savior. She even wants to give you an heir. She’d never dream the raid that destroyed her life was actually your offering to Sienna."

I had been married to Matthew Zackman for 20 years, taken care of my bedridden mother-in-law for ten years, and supported him as he transformed from a rural teacher to a well-known professor. Everyone called me a model of a virtuous wife and a great contributor to the Zackman family. When my mother-in-law was on her deathbed, she held my hand and said that she still wanted me to be her daughter-in-law in her next life. Matthew had held me in his arms and said gratefully, "Jamie, you've worked so hard all these years. I'll make it up to you in the future." I thought the hard times were finally over, but my mother-in-law had just passed away when he handed me a divorce agreement and embraced my best friend, who had grown up with me. He said, "Jamie Lingsworth, I've endured this marriage for 20 years and am finally free. Rosie is the one I've loved all along." I left the marriage empty-handed and was forced to wander the streets until a car accident ended my life. When I reopened my eyes, I had returned to the day of my blind date 20 years ago. The matchmaker was enthusiastically praising Matthew, "This young man is a diamond in the rough! He's kind and filial. Whoever marries him is one lucky woman!" I looked at the polite and sincere-looking man across from me and smiled. Then, I threw the matchmaking document in my hand into the trash can. "Sorry, I don't think we're a good match."

Sydney Ellis, seorang pemuda biasa dengan kehidupan yang biasa pula, tiba-tiba diperhadapkan dengan konflik dan drama kehidupan yang sama sekali tak pernah ia duga. Satu-persatu orang-orang yang berasal dari masa lalunya muncul dan mulai memberi dampak yang berbeda-beda di kehidupan Sydney. Apakah Sydney mampu bertahan dengan kehidupannya yang berubah seratus delapan puluh derajat dari sebelumnya? Atau malah justru terperosok jauh dalam setiap intrik yang terjadi?

It was supposed to be fun. A night of drinking and fun. But Adrian hits a man on the road who ends up dying, Bianca wants to call for help but instead she is shot, which sent her tumbling down to the road below to her death, or so they think, now five friends have to keep what happened that night a secret. What they didn’t know was that Bianca survived, saved by the leader of the mafia, and she ends up getting married to his son. But soon her life in the mafia and her motivation for revenge ends up making her life harder as secrets are revealed, while more betrayal comes her way.

In the fifth year of our bland marriage, I receive a message that my husband has booked a hotel room with a woman. Within the next second, seductive pictures of me show up in the work group chat. In the pictures, I seduced my husband but failed. My colleagues in the group chat mock me by saying, "She gave Mr. Reed an ultimatum and forced him to marry her. He was forced to break up with the woman he loves." "Mr. Reed put up with her for five years. It only makes sense that he could no longer resist and decide to reunite with his lover." My sick father dies out of shock, yet my husband does not show up to his funeral. That night, I inform Belinda that I wish to divorce her son. "Back then, you told me that I'm Caleb's blessing in life. You said that he'd have endless success if we were to marry. "As long as I married Caleb for five years, you promised to pay for my father's medical fees. Now that the time is up, you should let me go too."

God is always fair, but the world is never fair. Sometimes to defeat bad people, you must become a bad one yourself. His bloody hands rested on his knees which were spread apart. His head was bent and he looked perfect for the job. I just offered him my hand."I don't need your help. I can get up on my own."I raised an eyebrow at him and connected my hand with his. I attempted to pull him up. But, he didn't budge. I tried again, but no luck. This time, he growled. "Stop it and get lost. Leave me alone." He pointed his finger at me. I immediately caught hold of the finger and attempted to snap it, but he was quicker than me. He caught my hand which was holding his finger and twisted it so that my arm was strangling my own neck and I was pressed against his chest. We broke into a fight and in the end, we both were breathless and I was straddling him.

On the day that was supposed to be my wedding—the bride wasn’t me. The ceremony I’d waited for five years for turned into a joke when Valentina, my sister, walked down the marble aisle in a white wedding dress. Her arm was linked with Luca’s — the man who was supposed to be waiting for me at the altar. “I’m sorry, Bianca,” she said softly. “But you are no longer the bride today.” Then she touched her stomach, eyes gleaming with triumph. “I’m pregnant with Don Romano’s child.” Her words detonated inside my skull, and the whole world went silent. As if afraid I wouldn’t believe her, she lifted something glossy up towards the light. A black-and-white ultrasound image. It read clearly: Gestational age — 12 weeks. My eyes burned, tears stinging as I turned to Luca, desperately searching for anything—a denial, an explanation, regret. Instead, he only sighed, weary and resigned. “Bianca, I’m sorry.” he said helplessly. “Valentina doesn’t have much time left. This wedding… it was her last wish.” “I’ll make it up to you,” he added. “We can have another wedding later.” My father, Moretti, stood behind him, wearing the same stern expression he’d worn my entire life. I have never seen him smile at me, not even once. “Bianca,” he said sharply, “Your sister is dying. Let her have this.” My brother nodded without saying a single word, as if that was enough to be a solid answer. All my life, they had chosen her—her tears, her whims, her needs—over mine. Today was no different. Something inside me quietly cracked. Fine. If no one in this family cares about me, I’ll leave.

I'm the true heir to an affluent family who got switched at birth. But when I'm reunited with my family, they suddenly announce their bankruptcy. The sprawling mansion is repossessed, leaving me, my wife, and my parents to sleep on the streets. My parents are so furious that they end up getting admitted to the hospital—one gets a stroke, and the other passes away. My wife gets her legs broken by one of the creditors, and my son is so frightened that he becomes mentally impaired. To bear the astronomical medical bill, I work countless part-time jobs and put myself through the wringer. Everything changes when, one day, I accept a job as a temporary driver. I go to a lavish hotel's banquet hall. A celebration for a gold wedding is being held there, and I see my late mother and paralyzed father sharing a kiss onstage. My crippled wife is dancing offstage as she enjoys the festivities. Meanwhile, my son speaks fluently in a foreign language as he speaks with a foreign child.

Does love conquer all? Even gender? Even society? Even life? What will happen when a bad boy fell in love? Marc and Gary, two hot-tempered guys. Marc the bad boy met Gary the mysterious transfer student. What happens when Marc got attracted to Gary who is straight and has past. What will a bad boy do to attract Gary's attention? Can they really be together? Or will Marc's obsession turn things to ugly situations that he will regret...