Puisi Tentang Bullying 3 Bait

Di bandara yang riuh, Elara harus merelakan separuh jiwanya pergi. Axel memilih terbang ke Tokyo, meninggalkan kota kecil—dan perempuan yang paling ia cintai—demi satu mimpi besar: menjadi seseorang yang pantas untuk Elara. Di antara janji, pelukan terakhir, dan air mata yang tak tertahan, mereka percaya bahwa cinta mampu menunggu, bahwa jarak hanya sementara. Namun, perpisahan tak pernah sesederhana janji. Saat langkah Axel menghilang di balik pintu keberangkatan, dunia Elara runtuh perlahan. Kesepian, ketakutan, dan rasa kehilangan menyesakkan dadanya—hingga tubuhnya sendiri memberi sinyal bahwa ada sesuatu yang tak beres. Sesuatu yang tak terduga. Sesuatu yang bisa mengubah segalanya. Ini bukan hanya kisah tentang cinta yang terpisah oleh jarak, melainkan tentang janji yang diuji waktu, dan sebuah perpisahan yang mungkin bukan sekadar perpisahan.

I supported Ethan Mitchell and loved him for eight whole years. I thought I concealed my feelings well, but little did I know that after Ethan became a business magnate, the first thing he did was send me to a ladies’ finishing academy. He looked at me coldly, his arms wrapped around his fiancée. "When you've rid yourself of those filthy thoughts, then you can come out." A year later, I finally forgot him completely. However, Ethan came to regret everything.

Rahayu berusaha menerima pernikahan kedua yang dibuat suaminya, dia bahkan rela pergi saat suami yang dia cintai mengusirnya. Namun, tak lama kemudian tersiar kabar buruk menimpa suami dan madunya. Suaminya lumpuh, madunya pergi entah kemana. Keluarga suaminya datang menghiba agar dia kembali, bahkan meminta dia sukarela mengasuh anak dari madunya. Bagaimana keputusan berat ini diambil Rahayu, mengingat tentang perlakuan buruk keluarga suaminya? Pembalasan apa yang harus Rahayu lakukan untuk mereka yang sudah merebut kebahagiaannya?

After being bullied to death at school, I was reborn as a newborn baby. And then I realized my mother was the same person who had tormented me. Now she was whispering to me sweetly, “Oh, my precious baby.” Precious baby? I immediately started thrashing in her arms, trying to jab my tiny fingers into her eyes. From this day forward, this ‘precious baby’ would be out for revenge!

Han adalah malaikat yang bertugas untuk mengatur genetik manusia yang akan lahir sesuai dengan genetik kedua orang tuanya. Suatu hari ia lalai dan melakukan sebuah kesalahan hingga membuat seorang bayi kehilangan ibunya. Untuk menebus kesalahannya, ia diturunkan ke bumi untuk merawat bayi tersebut. Di bumi dia bertemu dengan seorang gadis yang bersedia membantunya dalam kesulitan merawat bayii. Seiring berjalannya waktu, cinta tumbuh diantara mereka.

Mereka memiliki puisi dalam hidup, sedikit cita rasa petualangan, dan cinta. Cinta di atas segalanya. Meski demikian, selalu ada celah bagi kesengsaraan untuk menyelinap.

Ketika dua insan kreatif bersaing dalam satu proyek besar, siapa sangka tubuh mereka justru tertukar? Radha, seorang penulis dengan dunia imajinasinya yang luas, harus berhadapan dengan Krisna—ilustrator jenius yang dingin, perfeksionis, dan terlalu banyak aturan. Mereka tidak pernah cocok. Tapi takdir berkata lain. Suatu malam, setelah pertengkaran hebat, keduanya terbangun di tubuh yang salah: Radha menjadi Krisna, dan Krisna menjadi Radha. Hidup yang sebelumnya terasa menyebalkan kini berubah jadi penuh rahasia dan dilema. Di tengah kekacauan itu, mereka mulai saling melihat sisi yang tak pernah ditunjukkan. Tentang luka yang disembunyikan. Tentang impian yang terkubur. Dan tentang satu kutukan yang terikat pada kisah lama yang belum selesai ditulis. Bisakah Radha dan Krisna kembali ke tubuh mereka? Atau... justru mereka menemukan sesuatu yang jauh lebih penting dalam pertukaran itu?

A queridinha do meu irmão me acusou falsamente de bullying. Ele, que sempre foi minha única família, acreditou nela, e furioso, me mandou para uma escola de “virtudes femininas” para me reeducar. Lá, aprendi a ser a irmã perfeita: quieta, obediente, invisível. Foi só quando ele leu meu laudo médico… que enlouqueceu. — Bea, só mais uma vez. Me chama de irmão.

My childhood friend called, saying he was trapped in a fire. He wanted to hear my voice one last time, and I rushed to the scene as fast as I could. But in that small, blazing spot, there was only a cat. Stumbling, I got the cat out, but my arms got burned. A crowd gathered, pointing at me and laughing hysterically. "She actually went for it?" "What a simp, risking her life like that!" Safe and sound, Colin Porter stepped out of the crowd with a grin. He picked up the cat from my arms and handed it to his crush. "See? I told you the cat would be fine. When have I ever lied to you?" Turning back to me, he said, "The cat got spooked and ran into the fire. We didn't know what to do, so we called you. Thank you for your help." The people around us snickered, like they were watching a trained dog. Later, on my wedding day, my husband carried me to the car. Colin, dragging his burned, bloody legs, crawled on the ground. He begged, "I'm hurt, Selena! Come help me!"

The stench of silver dust filled the air, and every breath seared my lungs. My broken body lay twisted among the jagged rocks of the abandoned silver mine, where even the strongest werewolf would feel their strength waning. Beside me, my mate’s first love, Sophia, whimpered softly. A shallow scrape marked her knee. The tunnel was collapsing. Only two people could pass through the exit at a time. Lucas did not hesitate to scoop Sophia in his arms and abandon me. His golden eyes, once filled with unwavering loyalty toward me, now burned with something colder—indifference. I reached out, my fingers trembling as they grasped the hem of his clothing. My voice was hoarse with despair. "Lucas… please… don't leave me here." “I am your mate. I’m carrying your pups.” He glanced at me with a clenched jaw and broke free, shoving me back onto the silver-laced ground. Agony burned through my veins, consuming my soul like fire. “Are you serious, Ava?! After pushing Sophia into this damn abyss and getting her injured, you still dare to compare with her.” “You know what?! You deserve to be left here and reflect on your mistakes!” With that, he vanished into the light, and the tunnel collapsed behind him. His words cut deeper than silver ever could, and the last thing I heard before darkness swallowed me was the sound of their retreating footsteps.