Mood Jelek

Bara Durkasa harus rela menerima kenyataan kalau sang istri tercinta mengkhianati dirinya hanya karena wajahnya yang sangat jelek dan buruk rupa. Dia yang terlahir tidak terlalu tampan hanya bisa pasrah melihat sang istri berselingkuh dengan lelaki lainnya yang jauh lebih tampan darinya. Lima tahun berlalu sejak saat itu. Bara masih trauma dan hanya fokus mencari kekayaan yang dia sembunyikan tanpa ada yang tahu. Seorang wanita cantik dengan satu anak tiba-tiba muncul dan diam-diam menaruh hati kepadanya. Mampukah wanita itu menaklukkan hati Bara yang sudah tertutup rapat itu? Penasaran? Lanjut baca aja ceritanya! Novel ini penuh dengan drama, romansa, komedi, dan rumah tangga. Harap bijak dalam membaca! Jangan lupa subscribe, share, dan kasih rating bintang 5 ya! Terima kasih!

Di Bilang Burik, miskin dan jelek. Bahkan para tetangga dan saudara sering menyebutnya silum@n, karena wajahnya yang hitam bertompel, namun dengan tubuhnya putih, begitu kontras dengan wajah. Istrinya pun bahkan pernah mengira bahwa suaminya memanglah silum@n zebra. Namun semua itu hanyalah penyamaran. Nyatanya saat mereka mengetahuinya. Semua orang langsung MATI KUTU, tak menyangka bahwa pria yang selama ini, mereka hina ternyata seorang Sultan. Kenapa pria Sultan itu harus menyamar?

Berliana gadis polos, dengan berat badan yang berlebih, tidak ada yang menarik dari penampilan nya, sehingga dia menjadi gadis yang tidak memiliki teman. Kebanyakan orang hanya memanfaatkan kepolosan nya dan harta kekayaan yang dimiliki Berliana, termasuk seorang pemuda tampan yang bernama Devan, yang ingin hidup kaya tanpa bekerja. Dia menikah dengan Berliana untuk mengincar harta kekayaan gadis itu, mampu kah Berliana nanti nya membalas perbuatan orang-orang yang memanfaatkan nya? Dengan menjadi sosok lain, seorang wanita cantik.

Sepuluh tahun lalu, Axelia Aruna dinodai oleh pewaris Smitt, Alaric Deveraux Smitt. Ia Mengandung benih pria itu, namun Alaric justru mencampakkannya dan mengira dia adalah jalang yang yang bekerja di klub malam, tanpa dia mencari tahu siapa sebenarnya Axelia Aruna. Sepuluh tahun kemudian, Axelia Aruna kembali, dia dipaksa menikah dengan Alaric oleh Tuan Smitt karena tahu Aruna melahirkan pewaris Smitt. Namun, Aruna tak ingin pernikahan ini didasari tanpa cinta dan hanya melihat rupa juga kekuasaan. Dia menyamar sebagai wanita jelek, dan tidak memiliki apa-apa. Berharap Alaric bisa mencintai dia apa adanya, dan setelah itu dia akan memberitahu, jika sembilan tahun yang lalu dia melahirkan putra mereka. Akan tetapi, Alaric justru menghinanya, merendahkannya, dan menyuruh sahabat adiknya untuk berpura-pura menjadi kekasihnya agar Aruna meminta cerai. Lalu, bagaiman hidup rumah tangga Aruna dan Alaric selanjutnya.

Five years had gone by since my death. The cops called my mom and told her they got news about me. My mother and brother marched to my grandmother's home and kicked her door down. "Where's Charlie? That shameless woman has been hiding from us far too long. Her brother needs her cornea, and she's giving it to him!" "Charlie's dead," said my grandmother, sobbing. My mother sneered. "As if. The cops called us. They said they had her news. Hand her over or get out of the house, you hag." My grandmother looked at her daughter, tears streaming down her cheeks. With trembling hands, she took my photo out. "I wonder if you've ever regretted saving your brother, Charlie."

On my birthday—the same day Troy hyped some "surprise" for me online—I saw a photo that afternoon. He was on my horse. With his assistant. His shirt hung open, red finger marks dragged across his chest. Caption? [First time in my life. Thanks to him.] The comments went wild: [Jealous of whoever touched those abs.] [That position... damn.] Troy liked that one. My chest went cold. I thought that side of him was just for me. Turns out—it could be anyone. I washed the horse myself. Scrubbed off every trace. Then I signed the ranch over to him. "You can give the rest away. Pick whoever you want." He lit up. I said yes to the arranged marriage.

When I was reborn, Horace was pressing me down on the bed. His phone rang with a piercing ringtone, interrupting him from undressing me. After seeing the caller ID, the desire in his eyes instantly disappeared. Throwing a random bath towel on my body, he said, "Leave. My new girlfriend doesn't like it when I smell like someone else." Without another word, I got dressed and left without any complaint. In my past life, I wasn't willing to leave, and clung onto him, throwing away all my dignity, and I even became crippled after saving him during a car accident. As I wished, I became his wife, only because he said, "Let's have a baby. Then, even if I was no longer around, our child would be able to take care of you." I endured several life-threatening medical crises during my pregnancy, but then I overheard him talking to Vivian, "Vivi, you'll be saved once the kid is born." "But that's you and Rose's child, isn't it? Wouldn't she get mad if she knew?" Horace's voice was ice-cold. "I only let her live because she could still give birth. Did she think that I'd fall for a cripple?" In my anger, I pulled out my oxygen tube, and both I and my baby died. Now that I was reborn, I would never walk the same path once more.

It's my first time celebrating the holidays with my biological parents after I get reunited with them. The fake heiress, Stella Knight, suggests that we spend the holidays on an overseas vacation. But as soon as we arrive in the foreign country, Stella burns my passport while my parents are away getting a massage. Before I can even fight back, I find myself getting pushed into a scamming den. With a twisted smile on Stella's face, she spits out, "Trash like you don't even deserve to fight with me!" As I gaze at the people who are approaching me, I suddenly find them familiar-looking. I found the emblem of my adoptive parents' company. I've spent the last 20 years being pampered by my adoptive parents before I finally made up my mind to reunite with my biological parents in order to fulfill my wish. I never expect to be sent right back into my adoptive parents' territory.

Every year, the village had to choose a girl of age to become the Blossom Bride. The girl who was chosen would be sent into the cave as the village god’s wife. She would spend the entire night with him. If she came out alive, she would be honored for the rest of her life as a village elder. Any child she bore was said to be blessed, destined for a life of effortless fortune. If she died, the village would simply wait for the next year, when another Blossom Bride would be chosen. The blessing of the Blossom Bride was believed to pass on to her parents and elders as well. However, no one wanted to be chosen. To escape the ritual, families quietly left the village, one after another. I was the only one who volunteered. I had a lust problem, and I had always wondered what it would feel like to be with a god.

Alya menatap lelaki didepan nya, lelaki yang baru saja menikah dengan nya. "sial kenapa aku harus menikah dengan wanita jelek sepertimu" ujar lelaki dengan perawak tinggi dan memakai setelan lengkap formal untuk pernikahan. alya hanya bisa menunduk karena takut dengan Jonathan yang memaki nya. lelaki yang mengatakan itu adalah Jonathan Abigail Marvendo CEO yang terkenal dingin dan tidak pernah ramah sedikitpun terhadap siapapun. .... "ingat kontrak pernikahan kita hanya satu tahun!, jangan menyukai ku.. " "gadis jelek sepertimu tidak pantas menyukaiku" desis Jonathan kesal. "ba.. baik Mas" jawab Alya takut-takut. "cih.. menjijikan" desis Jonathan.