Sonia Nevermind

“Nggak seharusnya kamu ngusir aku, Mas. Ini rumahku, milikku.” Rena menangis di depan kaki Dimas, meminta belas kasih suaminya. Hari ini, Rena melihat Dimas berselingkuh di depan matanya sendiri, tetapi suaminya itu malah memilih selingkuhannya dan mengusirnya dari rumah. Bahkan, Sonia, mertuanya juga ikut mengusir dirinya dan tidak menganggap dia sebagai menantunya sendiri. Saat Rena pergi dari rumahnya sendiri malam itu, dia malah dipertemukan dengan seseorang bernama Reykana Alresh Graziyya. Wanita itu mendapatkan bantuan darinya, tetapi dengan suatu syarat yang juga harus dia lakukan sebagai balasan. “Aku bisa membuat rumah peninggalan keluargamu itu kembali menjadi milikmu dan aku juga bisa membuat mantan suami dan ibu mertuamu menyesal, karena sudah mengusirmu dari rumahmu sendiri. Anggap saja, aku sedang memperjelas kesepakatan yang telah kita buat sebelumnya. Bagaimana menurutmu?” Rena pun hanya bisa mengiakan persyaratan itu, tanpa memikirkan akibat yang akan dia hadapi nanti. Karena setelah perjanjian telah disepakati, Rena akan tahu, siapa sebenarnya sosok Reykana yang sebenarnya. Kira-kira, bagaimana perjalanan hidup antara Rena dan Reykana, setelah perjanjian itu disepakati? - Semoga suka di karya pertamaku!

Aku, Sonia, seorang wanita berusia 23 tahun, terjebak dalam masalah keuangan yang parah akibat hutang pengobatan anakku yang mengidap Thalassemia dan harus menjalani perawatan medis yang sangat mahal dan berkelanjutan. Hidupku yang penuh kesulitan berubah drastis ketika aku bekerja dengan Mr. Wei, seorang CEO sukses berusia 45 tahun. Di tengah kemelut keuangan dan tekanan emosional, aku menemukan pelarian dalam pelukan Mr. Wei. Kehangatan dan dukungan yang dia berikan membuatku merasa dihargai dan dicintai, sesuatu yang telah lama hilang dalam pernikahanku. Namun, kebahagiaan kami tidak lepas dari konflik; suamiku mulai curiga dan berbagai rintangan muncul, menguji keteguhan hati kami. Cerita ini menggambarkan dinamika cinta yang penuh gairah dan sakit hati, pengkhianatan yang menyakitkan, serta pencarian jati diri dan pengampunan. Dengan latar belakang kehidupan kami yang kontras, aku dan Mr. Wei harus menghadapi pilihan-pilihan sulit dan mempertanyakan nilai-nilai yang kami anut. Akankah cinta kami mampu mengatasi semua rintangan? atau akankah kami terperangkap dalam lingkaran drama dan penderitaan?

I was attacked at the same time as my childhood friend, and when we finally woke up, he had lost his memory. I didn't have a single scratch, but my long-gone grandmother's spirit somehow ended up inside my body. "This wimp is still pretending he lost his memory just to trick my sweetheart. If I were still alive, I'd beat him so bad he wouldn't know which way was up!" I stared in shock, my mouth wide open. My grandmother's angry voice kept ringing in my head. "In Sonia's last life, she got killed because of that useless Fabian. She lived such an unhappy life because of him! "When her grandpa asks who she wants to marry this time, I hope she won't choose Fabian. She should pick Chandler instead. That boy is quite responsible!" A moment later, my grandfather and a few elders really did walk into my room. They laid out portraits of the four princes in front of me and told me to choose one as my future husband. I didn't hesitate at all. I picked my long-time rival, Chandler Clarke. If my grandmother said Fabian Clarke never loved me, then I didn't want him anymore.

I gasped, My heart raced as I read the title: Divorce agreement. "Ethan… why?” My voice cracked, tears welled up in my eyes. "I knew things hadn't been going well between us but I think we can still work things out." "It's too late," he whispered, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion. "Celine is back." He blurted out and my heart leaped to my throat as the name sent a chill into my heart. ********************************************* Sonia has put in her best to make her marriage work with her cold and distant, husband, Ethan Adamson whose heart still belongs to his ex-fiancee. She was happy when she found out that she was pregnant, thinking that she would finally succeed in gaining her husband's love when she break the news to him but little did she know that her husband had another plan for her. She planned to surprise her husband with the news on the night of their anniversary but her husband came back home and threw a divorce paper at her, stating that his ex is back. She was shattered and heartbroken. She is aware of the fact that he didn't love her but she wasn't expecting him to throw away their three years together because of his ex who cheated on him. Five years later, she resurfaced as a renowned business owner and came to London with her son for a short business trip but Ethan would go to heaven and hell to get her back into his arms. Would she accept him back?

I've been married to the prince of the underworld for ten years and have endured countless life-or-death situations by his side. My hands, once trained to play the piano, are covered in calluses from holding guns and stained with blood. But at 28, my husband ends up falling for a young woman from the slums. She's as delicate and pure as a chamomile. She's his well-kept little secret—until I run into them at the woman's prenatal appointment one day. I storm up to him, demanding an explanation, only for him to nonchalantly hand me divorce papers. "Sonia is a devout follower of the church and can't have a child before marriage. I must make an honest woman out of her. Sign these, and you'll get 40% of the company's shares." I refuse to do as told, so he corners me. In the end, he has my crippled younger brother tied up and forced under a hydraulic compression machine. "Sign the papers, Maeve, or watch your brother become a human mince pie. The choice is yours." I fall on my knees and beg him to stop. As the machine turns on, my hands fly to my aching lower belly, and I scream as I lose consciousness. When I wake up again, I'm back in the hospital, in the same spot where I ran into my husband and his mistress at her prenatal appointment. This time, I don't confront him. Overnight, I make arrangements with a sanatorium abroad, get divorced, and run away from home. Yet the moment I truly disappear, my husband loses his mind.

“It won’t be a straight death from where you’re standing.” I blink, turning around. “What?” But he doesn’t give me a reply. At least not yet. Instead, he takes hold of my arms in his large, gloved hands, and pulls me to him so that we are standing toe to toe. “What are you doing?” I whisper. This new position has brought us closer. So close that if I stand on my toes, and he dips his head down a bit, I’d probably have the best kiss… “If you fall from here, the possibility of you dying immediately is 98% at the very least,” He begins as I stare at him with my mouth slightly agape. “Falling from where you stood before is about 35% lesser. You’d die eventually, maybe after a night or two of trying to revive your shattered bones, but not immediately.” Having made his point, he steps back from me and climbs down the somewhat elevated platform. “Did you just make way for me to kill myself?” I murmur, feeling like I’m losing my mind all over again. What kind of a man is this? *** Sonia’s life is going great one minute and then takes a spin for the worse when she is betrayed, gets pregnant and worse, is told that she will be getting married to Italian mafia heir, Anthony Romero, who doesn’t mind raising another man’s child. She abhors the idea, but having also recently been disowned by her father, she has no choice but to accept the marriage proposal if she wants protection for herself and her child. But she has questions. Why would a sane man from her world want to raise a child that isn’t his? Surely they’re ulterior motives in play.