Harga Rumput Gajah Per M2

[Mandiri itu berdiri di atas kaki sendiri, ya. Bukan malak saudara sendiri!] Demi Allah, sebagai sesama anak sulung, aku dan Mas Farhan ikhlas menanggung kehidupan adik-adik kami selama ini. Dari makan sampai pendidikan mereka. Namun, pengorbanan kami ini sepertinya tidak dianggap sama sekali saat keadaan ekonomi kami berbalik. Sakitnya lagi, adik dan adik ipar kami itu membalas pesan kami dengan nyinyir, baik di whatsapp dan di facebook. Tapi, aku tahu kami harus bangkit untuk membuktikan kami bukan tipe yang akan memalak saudara kami sendiri, seperti tuduhan kejam itu.

Imagine you are given two choices. Choice #1 gives you a stable life with little to no uncertainties. You can have a comfortable existence but you may never experience the thrill of falling in love or the satisfaction of taking that leap into the unknown. Choice #2 gives you all the thrills and all the satisfaction but you also have the possibility of heartbreak and failures along the way. Which would you choose? For Aurora Butler, this is the exact crossroads she has come to as she starts her Senior Year at a new school. Her head is telling her one thing but after meeting Owen Marshall, her heart is telling her something entirely different. Choices are made even more difficult as responsibilities take a toll on her and she realizes some choices requires sacrifices she just isn't able to make. Just when she thinks she has it all figured out, bodies of young women who look eerily similar to her start showing up as the town realizes there is a serial killer walking among them, one who has particular tastes when it comes to his next victim. Will Aurora's instincts lead to the right choices or will her choices have deadly consequences? Can she survive to have it all or will she lose everything in the end?

Late at night, when I think I'm alone, I feel his breath on the side of my face, and I know--he's watching me. Ever since I moved into this ancient mansion to take care of my sick aunt, I've been experiencing strange things. When I discover she has a boarder, a mysterious, sexy artist who lives on the third floor, I think some of that is explained. The bumps in the night. The whispers from the shadows. But once Dalton and I are properly introduced, the strange occurrences don't stop. If anything, they are amplified. When I close my eyes at night, it's his face I see. It's his hands I feel. It's his lips I taste. The more I get to know him, the more I realize I don't know him at all. Dalton's not the kind of man that buys a woman flowers and makes her feel all warm and fuzzy. No, he's the kind of man your mama would tell you to run from. Cold. Dangerous. Complex. And now that he wants me, I learn he is more than that. Possessive. Controlling. Diabolical. I should leave this place before it's too late, but I know I can't. Whatever it is that's sunk it's fangs into him, it has me, too. He has me, too. For better or worse. 'Til death... Whispers of the Devil is a dark romance which some readers may find disturbing. Proceed with caution.

She loved him in silence. From the moment she could remember, Sophia Thomas had watched Daniel Harper — her older brother Nathan’s golden-boy best friend — from afar. He was everything: charming, confident, kind. And to him? She was just “Nathan’s little sister.” At fifteen, she tried not to care. Tried not to notice how his smile lit up a room or how his laughter made her heart race. But when Daniel comes home from college and agrees to tutor her in math, Sophia realizes something painful: She never stopped loving him. As they spend more time together, buried feelings begin to surface — on both sides. What starts as stolen glances and quiet longing turns into late-night talks, shared secrets, and moments neither of them expected. But there are rules: - Don’t fall for your brother’s best friend. - Don’t let him see you as anything more than family. - Don’t believe he’ll ever feel the same. Too late.

On the day Andrew Zelenski confesses his feelings to the pretty transfer student, everyone thinks I'll break down. They expect me to come running while crying and trying to stop him. I don't show up even after he confesses, though. Andrew has no idea that while he's busy confessing, I'm wearing his roommate's hoodie and sitting on his roommate's bed. I look at his roommate innocently and ask, "How are we going to sleep tonight now that I've wet your bed?" Spencer Lithgow looks away from me as his Adam's apple bobs. He throws a towel at me. "Go dry your hair. You can sleep once I've changed the sheets."

Di ranjang rumah perawatan pasca melahirkan. Tangan kasar perawat pria menyusuri kulitku sedikit demi sedikit, membuat tubuhku merinding. Terutama saat melewati area sensitif, dia sengaja menekan lebih keras hingga aku tak bisa menahan suara desahan. "Bu, pelankan suaramu. Suamimu masih di kamar sebelah." Perawat itu mengingatkan dengan nada seolah-olah peduli, tetapi jemarinya malah bergerak dengan semakin tak terkendali. "Nggak ... ini nggak benar ...." Aku menahan gemetar di tubuhku dan mencoba mendorong lengannya yang kekar. "Bu, pijatan sedalam ini yang bisa meredakan gejalamu, jangan bergerak!"

Devanka nyaris diperkosa oleh tetangganya sendiri, nyaris menjadi kutukan karma untuk keluarganya, karma tujuh turunan yang akan dilalui mana kala tidak mampu menjaga keperawanannya. Keperawanan bagi keluarga Lumawi adalah keperawanan seutuhnya, tak tersentuh pria dari ujung rambut hingga kaki sebelum meminta secara resmi sebagai seorang istri. Dia bertemu dengan pria casanova petualang cinta, kaya namun arogan, yang harus mendapatkan istri seorang gadis perawan sejati, demi mewujudkan keinginan kakeknya melihat cucu kesayangannya menikah dengan gadis perawan seutuhnya tepat di hari ulang tahunnya yang ke 80.

Sebuah keluarga yang mana istrinya sering di selingkuhi hingga suami nikah siri. Padahal semua usaha yang menghendle sang istri. Dengan mudahnya suami berbagi harta dan cinta pada wanita lain. Mampukah Arini menjalani semua kisah hidupnya?

Citra Narutama ditemukan pingsan di kamarnya pada suatu malam. Namun, yang mengerikan, polisi juga mendapati koper merah besar yang ternyata berisi mayat ibu mertua Citra sendiri, Henny Indrayani, di kamarnya sendiri yang terletak persis di depan kamar Citra. Mempertimbangkan hubungan Citra dan mertuanya yang tidak pernah akur, Citra dianggap berpotensi melakukan kejahatan itu. Lantas, apa benar Citra yang telah membunuh mertuanya sendiri? Atau, ada orang lain yang sengaja menjadikan Citra sebagai kambing hitam?

Elara My father went missing after stealing billions from Nero Moretti, the ruthless king of New York’s criminal underworld. Now, I’m paying the price. Be his sex slave… or watch my innocent sister suffer for our father’s sins. Nero is cruel, cold, and unforgiving. I hate him for destroying the quiet life I once had, and for making me a pawn in his brutal world. I swore I’d never break. Never give in But the longer I stay, the more I see past the monster… and the more I fear what’s awakening between us. In a world ruled by power, secrets, and blood, can I survive him? Or can I resist the pull toward the man who owns me, body and soul? Nero She was supposed to be nothing more than leverage. A bargaining chip. Petrov’s daughter, taken to pay off a debt that could never really be paid. I expected fear. Submission. That’s what I usually get. But Elara is different. She’s scared, yes, but there’s fire behind those eyes. A fire that both infuriates me, and pulls me in deeper. Keeping her close stirs something I buried long ago. Something possessive. Something dangerous. An obsession I have no right feeling She was just part of the deal. A means to an end. But now, she’s the one thing I can’t bend to my will. And the only thing I refuse to lose.