Lunas Journey

“Saya akan menikahi Asha.” Asha, gadis berumur dua puluh dua tahun tiba-tiba dipilih Akash anak dari majikan ibunya untuk dijadikan istri. Akash Menikahi Asha untuk menghindari perjodohan yang diatur keluarganya. Tadinya itu dilakukan untuk membuat kakeknya marah, tapi diluar dugaan ternyata kakeknya setuju dan bersedia membiayai semua biaya pernikahan Akash dan Asha. Bahkan setelah itu Akash mendapat jabatan penting di kantor setelah dia menikah. Meskipun terpaksa, Asha tetap berusaha menjalankan tugasnya sebagai seorang istri meskipun Akash tidak pernah menanggapinya. Meskipun mereka tinggal di rumah dan kamar yang sama, Akash mengatakan kalau mereka tidak perlu saling memperhatikan, mereka akan menjalani kehidupan mereka masing-masing. Apakah pernikahan mereka akan berlangsung lama tanpa cinta dan menjadi hubungan platonis, atau takdir membawa mereka pada kehidupan yang berbeda?

Nadine tidak menyangka suam dan mertuanya akan menagih biaya operasi caesar karena diriny tak bisa melahirkan secara normal. Bahkan, nafkah untuk Nadine yang kecil itu pun disunat untuk melunasinya! Namun, tak disangka dari sanalah jalan rezeki Nadine mulai terbuka dan membuka identitasnya yang sesungguhnya... Nadine berjanji akan membuat pria itu menyesalinya!!!

Days before Christmas, my girlfriend, Tessa Coleman, decides to take her assistant to the beach for the holiday. I don't argue or make a scene. I even help her pack her bags. But she sneers at me, mocking me for finally learning how to be sensible now that my legs are useless. As soon as she leaves, I reach out to her sworn enemy. In my last life, when I tried to stop her with my crippled legs, her assistant ended up brutally murdered at the beach. Tessa had acted like nothing had happened, but once I recovered, she hacked off my legs and killed me mercilessly. That was when I finally realized that she had hated me all along. This time around, I'll make sure she loses everything.

My son has a high fever, so I call my husband. However, he thinks I'm using our child to get his attention. Then, he takes his true love's son to the hospital when he's only scratched his finger. I look at my son, whose face is pale. I ask, "Do you want another father?" He nods. "Yeah. Dad doesn't like me, so I don't want to like him anymore." Later, I find him another father. That's when my husband objects.

Three days after my death, Dominic Sharp receives a phone call asking him to identify my body. He has an arm wrapped around a woman's waist as he says indifferently, "I couldn't care less if she's dead. Call me once she's been cremated." My body is sent to the crematorium. After putting the ashes into an urn, an employee calls Dominic again. He clucks his tongue impatiently. "Alright, alright. I'll be there soon."

Three years after Vivian and I married into the Domingo family, our husbands' childhood crush Niama Guido came back to the town. Vivian and I had a whole escape plan. But the night before we bailed, Vivian threw herself off a high-rise. I called her husband, Pedro Domingo. He laughed, his tone nasty and cold. "Reena, my brother asked, since she jumped today, are you going to drown yourself tomorrow?"

Six years after marrying Rhiannon Westley, she takes a lover. He's like a puppy—timid and clingy. He flinches at the slightest raised voice, so Rhiannon never loses her temper in front of him. But when he acts up in front of me, Rhiannon snaps. She's furious, and she gives him a harsh scolding. The next day, he sends me a photo of his neck covered in red marks. "Zane, Ms. Westley is so fierce..."

Three days before my wedding, my younger sister staged a scene—one where I supposedly abandoned her in the mountains. She claimed I locked her in a cabin, left her to be nearly assaulted, and that she barely escaped with her life. Furious, my fiancé dragged me up the mountain and locked me in that same cabin. He said, "Wendy, a woman as vicious as you won't learn her lesson without punishment. I already told you I'd marry you. Why go after Chloe? Since you're so desperate to climb your way up, you can stay here until the wedding day." I begged him, over and over, but my scorched throat could only force out hoarse, grating sounds. Three days later, Mickey O'Brien stood at the altar in his suit, waiting for me. What he got instead was my remains.

When I was ten, Jonathan Cooper saved me and told me he would protect me for life. When I was 15, I met William Reed. He also told me he would protect me forever. Yet, the year I turned 23, the two men who swore to always keep me safe threw me into the ocean for the sake of their true love.

Three days after I died, my fiancé got a call to ID the body. He just scoffed. "She's dead, so what? Call me when she's in the ground." The cops, out of options, hit up my backup contact—my childhood friend. He actually laughed. "She's really gone? Not my problem. Burn her or whatever." Then my body hit the internet— And suddenly, both of them looked like ghosts.