Karma Stories

Pada hari kelahiran kembar, aku menyuap dokter keluarga dan menyuntikkan semua inihibitor persalinan kuat yang ada di rumah sakit untuk menunda persalinan. Alasannya karena di kehidupan sebelumnya, Vincent Kusuma didiagnosis dengan oligospermia. Demi punya penerus, Vincent sampai cari belasan selingkuhan di luar. Dia mengumumkan, siapa pun yang duluan melahirkan anak cowok, anak itulah yang akan jadi bos keluarga berikutnya. Katanya, asalkan aku duluan melahirkan, dia akan mengusir semua selingkuhannya dan membiarkan anakku menjadi pewaris Keluarga Kusuma. Aku memercayainya. Saat tahu aku hamil kembar, rasa haru dan senang yang sulit dikatakan membuatku gemetaran. Tapi setelah melahirkan, dia malah suruh orang mengurung aku dan bayi yang baru lahir ke dalam gudang anggur yang dingin dan melarang semua orang dekatin kami. “Lusi berasal dari keluarga sederhana. Aku cuman mau kasih anaknya status yang sah supaya masa depan mereka lebih baik. Tapi kau sengaja menyebarkan kabar itu, sampai dia keguguran karena putus asa. Akhirnya dia dan bayinya mati.” “Kau segitu kejam! Kau sama sekali nggak layak jadi ibu pewaris Keluarga Kusuma! Renungkanlah kesalahanmu! 3 hari lagi baru aku lepaskan kau dari sini!” Setelah selesai berbicara, Vincent suruh kepala pelayan kunci pintunya tanpa menyisakan lubang. Tapi, dia nggak tahu. Malam itu, gudang anggur kebakaran. Aku dan anak kembarku tewas terbakar. Pas aku buka mata lagi, ternyata aku kembali ke malam sebelum melahirkan. Di kehidupan yang baru ini, aku nggak mau jadi istri sah mafia lagi. Setelah anakku lahir dan tenagaku pulih, aku akan bawa anakku pergi jauh dari sini.

【Romantisme×Teror+Malaikat+Cerita gaib】Selingkuh meraja rela⚠️⚠️⚠️ "Aku takut dengan risikonya, tahukah kau apa yang terjadi padaku ketika aku pikir aku akan kehilanganmu?!" Di tempat di mana setiap kebenaran terbungkus kebohongan, Emilia menemukan bahwa apa yang diceritakan tentang dirinya jauh dari kebenaran. Lembaga tempat ia dikirim seharusnya melindunginya, tetapi di balik pintu-pintu terkunci itu tersimpan kekuatan gelap, sayap yang bukan milik malaikat, dan cinta segitiga rumit yang tak dapat dipilih hatinya. Ia terombang-ambing antara masa lalu yang terhapus dari ingatannya, masa kini yang berbahaya yang mengancam akan menghancurkannya, dan masa depan yang bahkan ia sendiri tak yakin akan mampu ia jalani. Ketika hati, tubuh, dan kebenarannya tak selaras, Emilia harus memutuskan: lari? melawan? atau tersesat.

Dr. Kit Johnson has just landed herself in two mysteries. She needs to figure out one to save her live and the other to find her fated love from lifetimes before. Matthew Anderson only wants one thing for her to be his again. He will stop at nothing to make that happen and keep her safe until that does.

Bukan kemauan Mina sampai harus menjadi saksi mata. Bukan keinginan Mina sampai berakhir di ranjang dua pria berbeda, tapi berasal dari keluarga yang sama—Blackwood. Dua pria berbahaya yang memaksanya menikahi mereka tanpa alasan. Menikah atau mati!

My best friend was a "mistress breakup consultant". I had lent her money to start her business, and her very first job turned out to be breaking up my own marriage. "Jessie, what's the point of a loveless marriage? You've wasted Harold's time for five years. Are you really going to keep clinging to him and making him miserable for the rest of his life?" my best friend asked. I laughed at the self-righteous nonsense she was spouting and had security escort her out. She came right back, though, this time with a so-called "Anti-Mistress Alliance", live-streaming the chaos as they broke into my company. "The one who isn't loved is the real intruder!" "Fight for love at all costs!" They chanted while smashing up my office. I watched them calmly, waiting until they wore themselves out before pulling out a contract. "The 100,000 dollars you borrowed from me has been overdue for six months. If you don't repay it soon, I'll be forced to take legal action. "And, the lab equipment you've destroyed is valued at 5,550,000 dollars. You'll need to compensate me at full price. "Otherwise, I'll see you in court."

“Apakah salah, jika aku meminta suami melepaskan wanita yang telah merusak kebahagiaanku dan anak-anakku? Mau dia perempuan baik –baik pun, aku tak akan terima dan diam saja, jika dia masuk dalam rumah tangga kami, tanpa permisi dan berlagak paling dicintai oleh suami!" Ya Allah.... Suamiku berubah justru setelah dia berhijrah. Kesetiannya goyah karena provokasi teman-temannya untuk menikah lagi.

I'm Lindt Group's CEO's mistress. When Gerald Lindt's fiancée calls to demand answers, I lean into his embrace and tell him to go to her. I play the role of a mistress perfectly. However, Gerald kisses me tenderly. "You're too kind, Lucy." I conceal the ruthlessness and hatred in my eyes as the image of a young woman's corpse appears in my mind. She was subjected to inhumane torture before her death. The pain of losing my loved one eats away at me; it's a feeling I'll never forget. I want all of these people who think they're better than me and my sister to pay with their lives.

When the star pirate, Black Mamba demanded one of us give birth to his child, my older sister didn't hesitate to sacrifice me. I never imagined that after my cruel death and eventual rebirth, she would throw herself into his clutches instead. When I saw that terrible serpentine swelling once more, horrifying memories sent shivers through my body. All I wanted to do was run. But my sister grabbed me by the jaw. "You've been reborn too! I'm going to make you suffer!" I could tell she meant it.

Semula aku berharap dengan menikah lagi, aku akan bisa bahagia dan tenang. Hidupku jadi lebih sempurna. Aku bisa beralih rasa dan wanita sehingga hidupku tak lagi monoton. Tetapi ternyata aku salah. Pernikahan kedua justru membuat hidupku hancur berantakan dan aku kehilangan segalanya karena ulah istri keduaku yang ternyata hanya seorang wanita murahan.

Just because I ate one chicken leg more than my brother, my father kicked me out of the house in the middle of a snowstorm. Later on, my father of an archeologist dug up my body. Due to my missing head, he did not recognize me. Even when he saw that the body had the same scars as I did, he did not care. Later on, my mother dug out my heart and showed it to her students. "Today, we will study the heart of someone with congenital heart disease." She once said she would recognize me no matter what I looked like. Mom, now that the only thing left of me is my heart, do you still recognize me?