No Life Itu Apa

Setelah dikhianati oleh tunangannya, Seruni memutuskan menjadi kekasih gelap Catra, manajernya yang sudah beristri. Berulang kali dikhianati membuatnya tak percaya lagi pada cinta dan kesetiaan. Hubungan yang dijalaninya dengan Catra hanya untuk kesenangan semata dan pelampiasan kekecewaannya. Seruni tanpa sengaja bertemu dengan Bagas, mantan tetangga yang pernah dia tolak cintanya. Tanpa diduga, manajer hotel itu masih menyimpan rasa dan menawarkan cinta padanya. Karena Seruni sudah trauma dikhianati, dia kembali menolaknya. Namun, Bagas pantang menyerah. Dia terus mendekati dan meyakinkan Seruni kalau cintanya benar-benar tulus. Apakah Seruni bisa lepas dari Catra dan menerima Bagas? Atau justru memanfaatkan Bagas sebagai pelampiasan?

Lavish London mansions. A hand-painted Rolls-Royce. And eight dead friends. For the British fixer Robbie Chase, working for the Russian's President most vocal critic meant stunning perks – but also constant danger. His gruesome death is one of 14 that retired British Agent QUINTUS NOONE has linked to Russia – but the UK police shut down every last case. QUINTUS NOONE'S investigation reveals the full story of a ring of death on British soil that the government has ignored.

"Your Highness." "Lady Eiren." Di bawah langit malam yang kelam, tanpa sedikit pun memunculkan cahayanya sang bintang apalagi cahaya sang rembulan. Di tengah-tengah taman yang banyak ditanami bunga eglantine yang merumpun, … juga di antara hujan taburan kelopak bunga pohon plum yang jatuh meluruh. Beserta di sekitar beterbangannya bola-bola cahaya api, dilengkapi dengan kepakkan sayap kecil ratusan kupu-kupu merah muda. Mereka berdua, sepasang anak muda berlawanan jenis, yang masing-masing darinya sedang mencium harumnya setangkai bunga keramat pun, … saling berhadapan satu sama lain, dengan ekspresi muka yang tampak begitu serius. "Daripada Tunangan saya, …." "Daripada Tunanganku, …." Berbicara bersamaan sekaligus bergerak secara bersamaan pula, mereka … lekas melanjutkan ucapan yang sempat terjeda dengan menggunakan suara yang lantang, seraya mengasongkan tangkai bunga yang tengah dipegang sendiri untuk cepat-cepat diberikan kepada sang lawan bicara. "… Saya akan memilih Anda!" Sang pemberi bunga yang melambangkan cinta mati, yaitu bunga mawar hitam, … Lady dari kediaman Marquess Eiren, Darissa. "… Aku akan memilihmu!" Juga sang pemberi bunga yang melambangkan banyak kebebasan, yaitu bunga bakung laba-laba merah, … pangeran kedua kerajaan Aethelred, Lancient. "MARI/AYO KITA MENIKAH!" Sudah memutuskan untuk bekerja sama di kesempatan kedua ini, … dalam membalaskan dendam mereka.

My roommate beamed with pride as she told me a horrifying secret: she had allowed a wealthy businessman to "remove" her unborn child, claiming he absorbed the baby’s fortune in exchange for a hefty payout. Chills ran down my spine. I urged her to stop meddling with such dark dealings before it destroyed her, but she wouldn’t listen. Instead, she threw herself into it, addicted to helping people "transfer luck" for money. Her luck ran out when she contracted a mysterious disease. When her boyfriend found out, she turned on me, tearfully accusing me of tying her to another man’s bed. Before I could even defend myself, an enraged man ran me down with his car. The next thing I knew, I woke up to find myself back in time. My roommate was leaning in close, her eyes glinting with excitement as she whispered, asking if I wanted to join her "luck transfer" schemes. This time, I wasn’t taking any chances. I noticed the slight swell of her belly and immediately sent a text to her boyfriend: "Congrats! You’re going to be a dad!"

Moans. I hear moans. "Ugh! Faster!" I covered my ears like an innocent child hoping that they would quite down. I ran back down the kitchen and drank a glass of water. I'm not paid enough for this. Thinking back and I was already regretting my life decisions— NOT! Now that I have discovered how much of a big womanizer this fiancée of mine is, I think I now have a reason to dump him. Disguised as his maid is so hard just to get intel unto what his true colors actually are. Honestly wasn't the best idea, but it definitely is the most efficient one. I sat on the counter of the kitchen and rested my head on the table over my folded arms. Perhaps a nap might help innocent me up. Just when slumber finally came, I heard sloppy footsteps coming down the staircase. The "young master" finally finished his business. I went to meet them at the bottom of the stairs to greet his lady friend safety on her way home. "I can't wait for tomorrow night," she said in a seductive tone and batted her lashes on him. I held back my urge to barf. Her arms are all over him as if she was the drunk one when in fact it was my good for nothing fiancé. "You're too loud," Timothee replied as it was his way of rejecting girls. And yes, another girl cried that night. She won't be expecting to sleep with him again. As the lady went out the door, I look at the young master. His hair wet, topless and jeans unbuttoned. "Don't drool over me, scullery maid." And with that he went back up. Jerk!

Putri sulung Duke Yoargi, Qilistaria La Yoargi, yang memiliki penampilan terkutuk ini, … begitu dibenci oleh semua orang. Mereka mengejeknya, mereka menghinanya, mereka merendahkannya, dan mereka pula tak menginginkannya. Qilistaria benar-benar tak disukai, apalagi diterima. Terutama, selepas sang Duke Yoargi, ayahnya, mengadakan sebuah sayembara untuk membiarkan orang membawanya pergi dari kediamannya tersebut, sebagai apa pun yang dikehendaki, … semacam istri, selir, budak, atau bahkan sekadar perempuan rendahan pemuas nafsu. Akan tetapi, pertanyaannya, … apakah ada, yang akan mau menerima monster seperti Qilistaria? Semuanya berpikir, bahwa orang gila sekali pun, … tak akan pernah mau mendekati sang putri terkutuk tersebut. Apalagi ini, sampai mau menjadikan perempuan mengerikan sepertinya sebagai seorang istri. Namun, …. ————— "Istri, apakah kamu tahu? Cinta sejati yang selama ini kamu cari-cari itu, bukanlah cinta dari sepasang kekasih yang saling mencintai apa adanya, … bukan pula cinta sepasang kekasih yang tak memandang ras, agama, suku, beserta status." "Kalau begitu, apa cinta sejati yang selama ini kucari sampai kelelahan ini, Suamiku?" "Nah, soal itu, … cinta sejati itu adalah, …." —————

Impian Kaisar menjadikan Dita sebagai cinta pertama dan terakhirnya harus kandas. Adik sahabatnya itu, tiba-tiba menikah dengan pria lain. Cinta yang sudah dipendamnya selama sembilan tahun terpaksa berakhir. Hal yang paling Kaisar sesali, dia tak pernah menyatakan perasaan pada cinta pertamanya itu. Sebagai perwira polisi yang berwajah rupawan, sebenarnya bukan hal yang sulit untuk Kaisar mendapatkan cinta. Namun, karena hatinya sudah tertaut pada Dita, membuat Kaisar tak pernah sekali pun menanggapi para gadis mendekatinya. Karena itu, Kaisar merasakan patah hati yang teramat dalam saat Dita menikah. Bagaimana perwira muda itu menyembuhkan patah hatinya? Mampukah Kaisar move on dari Dita dan membuka hatinya untuk wanita lain? --- Mohon dukungan, kritik, dan saran yang membangun. Mari berteman di IG @kokoro.no.tomo.82 dan FB kokoronotomo82

The day before New Year's, my younger brother announced he was bringing his girlfriend home for dinner. Excited, I drove my new car to pick them up, taking my daughter along with me. However, as soon as his girlfriend got in the car, her face darkened. "Henry, you didn't tell me your sister was staying at your place—and with a kid!" she snapped. I frowned and was about to explain when my brother quickly interjected, "She's not staying. After dropping us off, she'll be heading to a hotel." Only then did his girlfriend's expression ease. I swallowed my discomfort and asked my brother what he was planning. He leaned in with a conspiratorial grin and said, "Sis, don't cause any trouble for me, okay? My girlfriend is the daughter of the Cromwell Group's CEO!" My eyes widened in shock. Was not the Cromwell Group the same company my ex-husband had just handed over to me as part of our divorce settlement?

One night of passion with Carl Grey, her supposed uncle, led Renee Lacey down a path of eight years of misery. On the day she decided to end it all, holding her daughter's ashes, Carl was throwing a big party for his ex-girlfriend's son. Talk about adding insult to injury. But life had a surprise in store. Renee got a do-over, and this time, she's not pulling any punches. Carl's going to learn that karma's a real piece of work. Last time around, when Renee tried to explain things, Carl shut her down, accusing her of drugging him for a hookup. Well, not anymore. This time, she's cutting him loose in front of everyone. Remember when Carl's ex stole Renee's work and he called Renee a green-eyed monster? Now, Renee's going to leave them both in the dust and grab that award herself. And let's not forget how Carl always took his ex's side when Renee was blamed for stuff she didn't do. This time, Renee's giving as good as she gets. Poor Carl. He always thought Renee would stick around, no matter what. But when she finally walks out without so much as a "see ya," his world falls apart. Now look at Mr. High-and-Mighty, all teary-eyed and desperate: "Renee, don't go. Can't I come with you?"

Everyone in the social circle of Kingsford said I was nothing more than a lapdog raised by Charles Mankin. I was always at his beck and call. I did every filthy, ludicrous thing for him under the sun. When he street raced, I rode shotgun. When he drank himself senseless, I made him hangover soup. When he chased girls, I prepared protection for them. Over time, everyone knew: Charles had a dog who never ran, never bit back, no matter how hard he kicked. They all said I must be madly in love with him. Even Charles started to believe it. So he pushed further, more freely, more cruelly, crossing lines as if they never existed. Then came my twenty-fifth birthday. He, in a rare stroke of mercy, said he'd celebrate it with me. But instead, what he got was the news that I was leaving the country. He went berserk, charging through the airport like a man possessed. I peeled his fingers off my wrist one by one, smiling like I'd never been happier. "Don't be stupid," I told him, still smiling. "That was never love." That night, Charles smashed apart his family home like a rabid dog.