Light's Death Note

[SEDANG DIROMBAK] Cruel Boy Series 2 Cahaya kah? Selama ini kehidupanku begitu gelap, dan penuh lumuran darah. Dulu itu, kehadiranku tak diharapkan. Meskipun, masalah sudah usai. Entah kenapa, masih amat asing dengan hal baru yang kurasakan. Satu hal yang sangat sulit dipahami olehku. Saat dia terus mengusik, hingga berhasil membuatku merasakan kenyamanan yang baru. Berbeda dari yang biasa kurasakan setiap kali bersama kembaran. Katanya, ini perasaan wajar. Aku hanya perlu memahami sebaik mungkin meski cukup lambat. Jawabanku yang tidak terduga, yang tanpa sengaja terlontar untuk membalas pertanyaannya. Berhasil, membuatnya untuk terus ada di dekatku. Benar, perlahan tetapi pasti. Aku mulai paham, dan menganggapnya sebagai cahaya hidup, yang selama ini tidak aku miliki. "Kau datang sebagai cahaya, dan menghapuskan semua kegelapan ... yang ada di dalam diriku."

Ayahku selalu mempersiapkan kencan buta untukku, dia berharap aku menemukan pria yang cocok untuk dijadikan suami. Tapi kenyataannya aku tak menemukan pria yang cocok, bahkan aku sampai dicap sebagai 'barang dagangan ayahku' karena banyaknya kencan buta yang kujalani. Orang lain menganggap aku dijual oleh ayahku kepada para pria kaya. Aku tidak ingin membuang-buang waktu untuk berkencan dan sejenisnya. Aku hanya ingin sebuah kepastian, "Kalau tidak mau menikahiku, silakan pergi". Menunggu adalah hal yang paling aku benci. Oleh karena itu... Seorang pria di pesta malam itu membuat aku terpesona. Aku tidak ingin menunggu, aku langsung menawarkan pernikahan pada pria yang bahkan baru kutemui itu. Namun, siapa sangka setelah menikah aku terlibat kembali dengan mantan kekasih yang membuatku trauma akan cinta.

Year 2061, an era where science and technology are at the peak of evolution that will changed people's lives. However, behind its heyday, an unknown force has emerged that seeks to control the world. Nine young people venture to unravel the past and discover the secrets that have long been hidden. A mystery that would put them in great danger, which is the only path to save the world from chaos.

Jika ternyata benar manusia hanyalah segerombolan mahluk yang diternak oleh para dewa, apakah kesombongan manusia itu masih berguna? "Kau tidak punya pilihan lain selain melepas keserakahamu saat ini manusia!" Apakah kematian benar-benar akhir dari kehidupan?

In my previous life, my husband had suddenly died of a brain hemorrhage, leaving behind a massive mountain of debt. For the sake of my son, who was still in high school, I sold the house my parents had left me, gritted my teeth, and worked three jobs to pay off the debt. Overworked and exhausted, my health deteriorated, and I eventually collapsed in the hospital. From my bed, I could hear my son, now a graduate from a prestigious university, smiling as he spoke on the phone. "Hello? Dad, it's me. Yeah, she's about to die. I bought insurance for her, so we should get close to one million. You and Aunt Rena should come back home right away." The "Aunt Rena" he spoke of was none other than my husband's childhood friend and neighbor who had known him for years. It turned out that the debts were all part of a massive money-laundering scheme between my husband and his childhood sweetheart. They had fabricated false accounts to hide their crime, and he had faked his death to escape the law. My son, eager to become the heir to wealth, had stood by and watched me work myself to death. When I next opened my eyes, I was back in the moment of my husband's feigned brain hemorrhage, the day it had all begun.

My husband’s childhood friend was trapped in an elevator for half an hour. In his anger, he stuffed me inside a luggage bag and locked me inside. “You’re paying double for all the suffering Grace went through.” My body was forced into a curled-up state. I had a hard time breathing. I cried as I apologized, but all I got was my husband’s cold reproach. “You’re going through the entirety of this punishment. Once you’ve learned your lesson, you’ll behave.” He then locked the luggage bag in the closet. I screamed in despair and struggled to break free. My blood seeped out of the bag and soaked the floor. Five days later, he felt sorry for me and decided to end the punishment. “Let this punishment be a warning for you. This time, I’ll let you go.” Little did he know that my body was already rotting inside the luggage bag.

On the day I was kidnapped, my husband was looking after his sick sweetheart. I called him, asking him for help. Yet, he merely replied coldly, "Danica, you are a bad liar." After that, he heartlessly hung up the phone call on me, causing me to get brutally murdered by the kidnappers. I failed to show up as scheduled on the day we agreed to finalize our divorce. He called me in exasperation, only for the phone call to be answered by the police. "Mr. Ferguson, are you a family member of the deceased Danica Reed?"

Everyone in our social circle knew that my fiancée, Hazel Mullins, had a skin hunger condition toward me. Only touching me brought her excitement and satisfaction. But the self-proclaimed heartthrob and heir to the Newman family refused to believe it. He boldly declared that he would win her over within a month. After bombarding her with seductive photos for an entire month, Hazel finally reached her breaking point and auctioned them off. With his reputation ruined, Rory Newman was disowned by his family. In a fit of rage, he jumped off a bridge in an apparent suicide attempt. Hazel lost her mind and leaped after him. I became the biggest laughingstock in the circle. That was until I went skiing in the Alps and accidentally bumped into Hazel helping Rory select ski gear. She explained with a composed expression, "Rory's dealing with some serious emotional trauma. The doctor suggested more outdoor activities. Just please, don't throw another tantrum." I felt bewildered. I wasn't even involved with them anymore. Why would I get upset? Then it hit me that she was unaware of one fact. I had already married someone else on the same day she jumped into the water after Rory in that dramatic display of devotion. I was simply there for my honeymoon, with a bit of skiing on the side.

I make my final phone call to my boyfriend when a murderer is hunting me down. He thinks I'm messing with him and hangs up on me. That destroys the final sliver of hope I have for survival. He's celebrating his childhood friend's birthday when I'm being murdered. Later, as a restorative embalmer, he receives a body to restore. He loses his mind when he restores my shattered skull and realizes the body is mine.

Mom, Dad, and Jesse—my younger sister—went out to sea on a trip, but they were caught in a tsunami, and all three perished in the accident. I was left all alone—just as I was about to start university—burdened with nothing but a mountain of debt. In the end, everything I had saved for my university tuition, along with the house Mom and Dad had left me, was taken by debt collectors. I was then forced to work in a shady factory, laboring 16 hours a day, sleeping in a shabby ten-person dorm, and surviving on nothing but thin, flavorless broth. I finally cleared the last of the debt when I accidentally discovered that Jesse—who was supposed to be dead—had appeared on television and become a famous dancer. Mom and Dad even gave an interview about her success. It turned out they had taken out a massive loan and faked their deaths to flee to Pravia for Jesse's dance studies, leaving the entire debt for me to deal with just as I was supposed to start university. I went to confront them, demanding the truth, but they threw me out like trash. I was then hit and killed by a speeding truck at the side of the road. "How could Lorraine be such a nuisance, not even having the decency to die far away from our doorstep?" I have been given another chance, reborn on the day they faked their deaths.