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Aku Fariska, gadis 27 tahun yang tak kunjung menikah, hidupku tak seberuntung Zahrana yang berlalbel 'wanita paling bahagia' karena menjadi istri Ramdan, pengusaha muda dan tampan. Tadinya aku hanyalah penonton cerita cinta antara Zahra dan suaminya. Hingga pada akhirnya, aku tergoda, aku tergelitik untuk memiliki Ramdan yang memiliki sejuta pesona. ... Ada bagian dari diriku yang ingin dimanja oleh Ramdan seperti dia memanjakan Zahrana...

"Maafkan aku! Aku benar-benar minta maaf. Aku tidak tahu kenapa dia bisa hadir diantara kita. Dia begitu berani mengajaku menikah. Aku sudah berusaha menghindarinya, tapi semakin aku menghindar dia semakin berani mendekatiku!" KALIMAT ITU SEMPURNA MENGHANCURKAN HIDUPKU

Maya Anindita memilih menjadi ibu rumah tangga demi mendukung karier suaminya. Ia bahkan menggunakan warisan keluarganya untuk mendanai bisnis suami hingga sukses. Sayangnya, keluarga pria itu selalu meremehkan Maya dan menganggapnya tidak pantas. Puncaknya, sang suami dijodohkan dengan wanita lain dan tampak mulai terpikat! Cukup sudah! Maya akan menunjukkan siapa dirinya. Tapi, mengapa suami dan keluarganya tampak terkejut melihat perlawanannya?

Seperti mimpi buruk, Belva yang merupakan sosok perempuan kuno, terjebak cinta satu malam dengan Ares Ducan—pria angkuh dan dingin. Sialnya, hubungan satu malam itu membuat Belva mengandung anak Ares Ducan. Hubungan rumit membentang, ditambah dengan status sosial yang berbeda. Lantas, bagaimana kelanjutan kisah Belva dan Ares? *** Follow me on IG: abigail_kusuma95

"Bagaimanapun kami jauh lebih berhak dari rejeki yang kamu dapatkan itu, Mas. Bukan adik kamu!" Tangis Naya pecah saat mengatakan itu pada suaminya. "Tapi dia masih menjadi tanggung jawabku. Walaupun dia sudah punya suami dan anak!" Suaminya—Arman—membalas teriakan Naya, tanpa memikirkan bagaimana sakitnya hati sang Istri yang hanya menerima nafkah sisa. Ya, nafkah yang diberikan Arman pada Naya merupakan sisa setelah memenuhi kebutuhan adik dan ibunya. Mereka terus merongrong Arman agar memberikan seluruh gajinya. Sedangkan Naya, harus berhemat demi mencukupi kebutuhan dirinya dan juga Daffa—anak mereka. Ibunya Arman selalu menebar fitnah terhadap Naya. Ia juga kerap menyuruh Arman menceraikan Naya agar gajinya bisa dirinya kuasai. Padahal, kenyataannya ia hanya ibu tiri Arman. Wanita yang Arman sebut Ibu itu ternyata adalah orang yang sudah membunuh ibu kandungnya sendiri. Bagaimana cara Naya mempertahankan rumah tangganya? Apa cara yang dilakukan oleh Naya agar Arman bisa percaya jika wanita yang selama ini dia panggil Ibu ternyata seorang pembunuh? Yuk ikuti setiap cerita Naya dan Arman yang penuh lika-liku.

My son, Jasper Cole, won the gold prize in an art competition. When I took off my apron and rushed to the award ceremony, I found that the painting titled 'Mother' was not of me but Maeve Leighton, my husband's secretary. Maeve pretended to be troubled as she told my son, "Your mom will be sad when she sees this painting." However, Jasper was unperturbed. "What does her sadness have to do with me? She's an ordinary-looking and incompetent housewife, always nagging me about what I can and can’t do. She's too strict with me. It's annoying! Maeve, I wish you were my mother. My dad doesn't like my mom at all. He's only happy when he's with you. He's only with my mom because he feels obligated." My heart broke at that moment. Since he no longer wanted me as his mother, it was pointless for me to stay. I called my dad. "Dad, I want to go home. Can you pick me up?" My dad could not believe it. He answered after a long pause, "Of course. I'll come pick up my brilliant daughter in three days."

My boyfriend, Christopher Linden, was short of 20 thousand dollars for his medical treatment. To get the money as soon as possible, I participated in a rich man's game onboard a lavish cruise. I didn't bat an eye as I jumped into the ocean to search for a bracelet one of their female companions had dropped in the water. As I choked on the ocean water, I heard the man in the lead mock me, saying, "I've seen plenty of the dirty things people are willing to do for money, but you take the cake. You're even willing to give up your life for it." Someone teased, "Your girlfriend doesn't like money and is willing to forgo everything to care for you. Do you love her?" He snorted. "She's just a peasant from the countryside; I'm only fooling around with her. You have no idea how coarse her hands are—they disgust me whenever she touches me. How could I possibly fall for her?" I turned ashen at his words. He was Christopher, who was supposed to be wheelchair-bound. He was also supposed to be too broke for surgery. The peasant from the countryside he was talking about was me.

Candice had witnessed Kyle’s deep affection—and suffered his betrayal. She endured in silence, tricking him into signing the divorce papers. When the 30-day cooling-off period ended, she calmly informed him, “Kyle, I don’t want you anymore. Get out of my life.” Kyle was stunned as if struck by lightning. His eyes reddened in panic. He tore the agreement to shreds. “Who said we’re getting divorced? I don’t agree!” Charlie Clemens was a powerful tycoon, a man beyond reach. She didn’t want to get involved with him, yet fate kept bringing them together. At a banquet, tipsy and reckless, she accidentally tugged on his tie. He leaned down, his voice low and teasing by her ear: “Your ex-husband is watching. You sure you want to be this... bold?”

I stopped fighting. The moment I came back, I stepped out of the family spotlight on purpose— no arguments, no expectations, no awkward “let’s bond” moments. And somehow… that’s when my parents lost their minds. They made my little sister the heir? I congratulated them and filed my transfer to the Vegas branch the same afternoon. They threw her a massive coming-of-age gala? I smiled, booked a flight, and left before the invitations were printed. They bought her a limited-edition luxury car? I claimed my “old wrist injury” made driving impossible and insisted she take it. I thought they’d be relieved. I thought they’d finally get their perfect family without me messing up the picture. But instead—my cold, distant parents started calling nonstop. Showing up at my door. Pleading with me to come home. Asking what they did wrong. Why now? Why only when I stopped trying? Because in my last life, I spent decades clawing for their love— only to die bitter, resented, and humiliated. Even my grown son told me I was embarrassing. This time, I came back different. I refused to fight for a place in their world again. I refused to compete with my sister. I refused to beg. But the moment I stepped away… the entire family empire began to crack. And now they’re terrified. Not because I left— but because they finally realized what they lost.