Re Inventing Your Life

"Mereka bilang A, tetapi kenyataannya B." Alenia: Gue hidup di bawah aturan Papa. Katanya, ini semua demi karir dan reputasi gue agar selalu cerah di masa yang akan datang. Akan tetapi, apa yang gue lewati sehari-hari justru terasa buruk untuk gue. Gue beraktivitas atas arahan cowok gue. Katanya, ini semua demi hubungan yang sehat dan langgeng. Akan tetapi, gue justru merasa teracuni dengan segala aturan yang dia buat untuk mengekang gue. Gue bekerja untuk menyenangkan orang, tetapi nggak satu pun dari mereka bisa menyenangkan gue. Padahal, gue amat butuh setidaknya hiburan kecil yang bisa bantu gue tidur sedikit lebih nyenyak dari biasanya. Gue ingin libur sehari aja dari peliknya dunia gue.

The music made the speakers tremble, the floor vibrated with the rumble of the sound and the jumps of the crazy people. Each one in their own world, dancing together, dancing separately. Enjoying music, company and alcohol. I danced alone, with a drink in hand. Gliding, moving my hips to the rhythm of the music, not paying much attention to anything or anyone around me. Just enjoying that moment of inner peace that I was needing and he was giving it to me. It was a respite, a window that I opened myself in my own cage to let in air and I knew that as soon as I left the club the window would close and I would lock myself back in my world without fresh air. Therefore, he enjoyed everything he could. Alone. With eyes closed. Sweating the bad energy that others left me and breathing the good vibes that I had to give myself. They were approaching me. I drove them away. They invited me. I rejected them. they spoke to me I silenced them. I just wanted to dance and they were going to have to respect that. It was amazing how loud music could be my oxygen tank. It silenced my thoughts, freed me from tensions. There was nothing more relaxing in my life than dancing with my eyes closed and the volume turned up to a thousand. I twirled, I jumped, I wiggled, I hummed, and I sang. The brightly colored lights flickered making it difficult to see, but it was what I liked the most, going blind for an instant, forgetting that I had the ability to see the world, a false, disastrous and difficult world.

Pernikahan yang diimpikan setiap insan di dunia adalah sebuah pernikahan yang terjadi atas dasar cinta dan kejujuran. Tapi bagaimana jika malah sebaliknya? Yuan Alexander, seorang pengusaha muda dan sukses harus menikah dengan seorang gadis sederhana bernama Caramel, karena sebuah kesalahan yang diperbuat oleh supir pribadinya. Penolakan keras dari keluarga Yuan karena status Caramel yang hanya gadis biasa membuat adik dan ibu Yuan melakukan tindakan tidak mengenakkan yang harus dialami oleh Caramel. Kejahatan demi kejahatan mereka lakukan untuk membuat Caramel keluar dari rumah besarnya. Ditambah dengan hadirnya kembali mantan kekasih Yuan, yang ikut memporak porandakan rumah tangga Yuan dengan berbagai cara, agar Caramel dan Yuan berpisah. Tetapi kesedihan itu tidak sebanding dengan sebuah kebenaran yang disembunyikan oleh Yuan. Sebuah fakta yang seketika membuat hati Caramel hancur saat mengetahuinya. Seseorang yang selama ini dipercaya telah menyembunyikan kebohongan besar dalam hidupnya. Akankah Caramel memaafkan Yuan yang telah berbohong sejak awal pernikahan untuk keuntungannya sendiri? Haruskah Caramel mempertahankan rumah tangga yang selama ini mereka bangun atas dasar sebuah kebohongan? Ikuti kisahnya yaa ....

Rara, yang hidupnya tidak pernah bisa seperti hidup orang lain. Keluarganya gagal, kisah cintanya tidak pernah berhasil. Lalu apa yang dilakukan Rara setelah itu? Akankah dia dapat melanjutkan hidup dengan baik? Atau dia menyerah begitu saja?

Semenjak kematian ayahnya hidup Kayla berubah dan banyak dihampiri dengan kejadian yang misterius. Beberapa bahkan mengancan kelangsungan hidupnya. Mengikuti berbagai petunjuk samar, gadis polos itu berusaha untuk bertahan hidup. Lambat laun, ia menemukan bahwa ada banyak sisi gelap kedua orangtuanya yang tidak ia ketahui selama ini. Lalu siapa pula pemuda kaya raya yang selalu membayangi langkahnya? Apakah dia malaikat penolong? Atau justru dia malaikat maut penjabut nyawa yang selama ini mengintai kehidupan Kayla. Benarkah ada sebuah rantai persengkongkolan untuk menyingkirkan dia dan seluruh sisa anggota keluarganya?

"Dad, what are you doing to my girlfriend? You like Pearl? I'll marry Pearl. No problem. Just don't—" Jason, the jock I idolized for almost half my life, tripped over his words. "Derek, wait. Let's have a conversation fir— Dear fucking God, help me," I screamed, as my husband slammed the whole of his big dick home into my near virgin pussy. "Excuse my idiot son, wife. At least he had the sense not to touch you since I made you mine. Fuck, you're tight," Derek said, quick to withdraw and shove his dick back into me. ### Pearl was Jason's girlfriend for three years. He never touched her, fat shamed her mercilessly, but kept her around to pass his exams for him, claiming they were waiting for marriage to fuck. When Pearl walked in on him fucking a hooker, she was devastated, finally coming to terms with the truth: her boyfriend found her curves revolting. He was disgusted by her. Done being used and ready to get laid, Pearl agrees to go on a last minute blind date in her sister’s place. Little does she know that her 'date' isn’t the stranger she was supposed to meet. He’s Derek Nelson, Jason’s billionaire father and her husband from a drunken one night stand. Derek breaks the news to Pearl, then angry fucks her in front of Jason, demanding she be his whore wife for one year. In student debt up to her eye balls, with her family's debt to think of too, can Pearl really turn her billionaire husband away? As Jason grovels for forgiveness on his knees while Derek fucks Pearl, the young wife must choose: the boy who used and betrayed her or the ruthless, former champion wrester who’s obsessed with ruining her.

I was scheduled to die in less than 24hrs from now. And the person who conspires to put me out of my miserable life is the one who put me through hell. His hell. My husband. I didn't mind dying. I was rather happy to finally get this thing over with. You know, get over life. But just when I was ready to rest in peace, I met her. Her beautiful blue eyes glittered with tears bringing light to this moonless night. The cold breeze brought a shiver to her fragile tiny body. She looked nothing less than a porcelain doll, delicate and clean. But she scared me when she looked at me with hope. Hope to save her. I laughed at this naive little girl. How was I to save her when I couldn't save myself? Nevertheless, I extended my hand for her to take, and with some hesitation, she wrapped her whole hand around my one finger. First time in my meaningless life I felt a spark. Spark of life enlightened in me with her one innocent touch. She made me want to live a little while longer with a small innocent promise, holding me tight to live with her, for her. Cover by @Aphroditelivid

Tyrell has always been one for being on his own. He meet someone and then he realises how much love has to offer.

[TRIGGER WARNING: BULLY & SUICIDE] Kata orang, kehidupan masa SMP itu menyenangkan. Benarkah begitu? Jawabannya adalah "ya" dan "tidak". Awalnya kehidupan SMP ku sangat menyenangkan. Akan tetapi, kehidupan indah itu berakhir dalam sekejap sejak semua orang mengetahui 'perbedaan' yang kumiliki. "Bagaikan belum cukup membuatku menderita, kehidupan memberikan aku 'kutukan' lain," gumamku sambil tertawa lirih. " ... kehidupan membenciku."

Elijah Morris has been fooling around for four out of the five years we've been married. And from the very first month, he openly betrays me. Meanwhile, I spend my time warding people off with expensive contracts, one after another. Eventually, all that's left between us is constant fighting. One day, his younger stepsister, Abigail Wright, returns. And just like that, he finally settles down. That's when the system tells me that I can finally go home. For the next five days, I no longer ask about his schedule. I don't care if he is with Abigail, nor do I care if she is pregnant with his child. I even move out of the master bedroom myself, listening to them going at it all night. The fifth day after Abigail's return is our wedding anniversary. Elijah bursts into the room, tears up our marriage certificate in front of me, and smashes my most treasured vase into pieces. He grips my throat tightly and growls, "Why did you put mango in Abby's cake? She's allergic, and she almost died! How could you be so cruel?" For the first time, I don't argue with him. Instead, I go along with his accusations. "So what?" I then pick up a shard from the broken vase on the floor under his disbelieving gaze. Then, I draw it across my artery. Just like that, I end my life in this world.