The Manzil

"Kau jahat sekali...! Dunia ilusi buatanmu ini, kejam sekali! Aku belum pernah menemui orang sejahat dirimu sebelumnya, DEMI TUHAN! Belum puas aku menangisi kematiannya saat itu, sama sekali belum puas. Kesedihanku baru saja dimulai, bahkan hari-hari sulitku belum dimulai sama sekali. Mengapa kau tidak membiarkanku merasakan semua itu dan menahanku selama bertahun-tahun seperti ini? Ini bahkan lebih sakit berkali-kali lipat rasanya!!!"

At sixty-five, I got served divorce papers. The same day, my husband Sebastian — decked out in his wedding suit, of all things — popped a handful of sleeping pills in a suicide attempt. For years, we were the perfect couple. The kind of pair neighbors whispered about with envy. I couldn't wrap my head around it. The divorce. The pills. None of it made sense. Not until I found the photo and letter in his pocket.

To cheer up his pretty assistant, my boyfriend brought her to attend a party. I had to bail him out after he was arrested by the police. The charge? Public indecency after consuming illegal substances. When I arrived at the police station to pick him up, he was still trying to comfort his assistant, paying no heed to the possibility that I might have seen the lipstick marks on his neck. After seeing that I wasn’t saying anything, my boyfriend assumed I was upset and explained impatiently, “Winnie was in a terrible mood that day, and I was just there to keep her company. We didn’t take part in any public indecency! It was the other guests who were messing about!” What a terrible excuse. If it was any other day, I wouldn’t be this calm. This time was different. I will no longer press him for answers like a mad woman. As I walked past the police station entrance, an officer looked at my boyfriend and his assistant, who were still all over each other. With eyes full of sympathy, he asked me, “Your partner?” I glanced at my boyfriend, whose focus was entirely fixated on Winnie, and shook my head. “No, just an acquaintance.” At that moment, Winnie was leaning against him, seeking his comfort. I pulled out my phone and texted my dad silently. “I agree to marry President Lee. I’ll leave the wedding preparation to you guys.” “I’ll be back in five days.”

Rima: Jacob Snow is a puzzle. I had initially mistaken him for a cold, uncaring, and arrogant CEO, but as we work together, I realize he's the exact opposite. He's warm, considerate, and humble, a far cry from the man I had painted in my mind. But acknowledging this doesn't mean I'm ready to let my guard down. My past is a dark, haunting shadow, and I refuse to let anyone get too close, afraid of the potential pain that could follow. It's been a while since I've felt this way about someone, and the familiarity of these feelings scares me. The last time it ended being the worst mistake of my life. I don't want to give in to these feelings, but I can't deny that Jacob is becoming more than just a boss to me. Jacob: Rima is enigmatic. She’s resilient, determined, and initially, she appears distant. But as we collaborate, I find myself drawn to her strength and determination. She’s unlike anyone I’ve ever met, and the spark between us is undeniable. She’s built a fortress around herself, a wall that's impossible to penetrate, but I’m determined to break it down. I sense she’s hiding something, and I can’t shake off the protective instinct that emerges whenever I see her. As we confront the danger together, I find myself struggling to resist the growing feelings I have for her. As danger looms, Rima and Jacob find themselves struggling to resist the growing attraction between them. Their pasts threaten to tear them apart, but they can’t deny the feelings that are blossoming between them. Will they be able to overcome their fears and trust each other? Or will their pasts continue to haunt them and prevent them from finding love?

Arin seorang mahasiswi rantauan dari pulau Sulawesi hidup di Yogyakarta demi mewujudkan mimpi dan mengangkat derajat orangtuanya. Hidup di kota tidak semudah yang dibayangkan. Arin harus bekerja keras demi melangsungkan hidupnya tatkala beasiswa yang diberikan tidak mencukupi hidupnya. Pada kerasnya kehidupan itu, Arin bertemu Adam dan Khan. Dua pria yang mengulurkan kedua tangan mereka demi membantu Arin melewati kesulitan hidupnya. Namun, tidak semudah itu menerima uluran tangan seseorang dalam kehidupannya. Ada banyak hal yang harus di pertaruhkan. Terutama ketika benih cinta Arin perlahan tumbuh pada Adam namun keadaan mengharuskannya menikah dengan Khan. Arin sedang menego cintanya. Berusaha menerima kenyataan akan tebaran cinta Khan yang membanjiri hari-harinya. Cinta Khan yang tulus, cinta Adam yang setia, dan Cinta Arin yang ikhlas bertemu pada satu waktu yang menguras habis tenaga dan pikiran mereka.

Elina Salim atau lebih di kenal sebagai Elina Vladimira Shaqueela Verischa Evrenera Roux biasa di panggil Eline yang mempunyai kemampuan unik yang membuat organisasi-organisasi gelap menginginkannya dan memanfaatkan kemampuan uniknya dan beruntung ada seseorang yang selalu melindunginya

" Bah, serius Abah mau mindahin aku di pondok ini? " Tanya Abbas sambil mencoba berjalan sejajar dengan abahnya . "Ya gimana lagi. " Jawab abahnya dengan singkat. "Di pondok ini ikhwan akhwat jadi satu loh. " Balas Abbas. "Kamu di sini mondok niatnya buat cari ilmu, bukan cari akhwat, kalau niat awal kamu mau cari ilmu, InsyaAllah gapapa walaupun ada akhwat. " Jelas abahnya dengan lembut. *** "Ih Putri, jangan jadi berondong kau ni. " Ucap Aini membuyarkan lamunanku. "Dih, siapa juga yang jadi berondong, kau nanti kaget kalau tahu dia, " balasku. "Hmm iya-in aja deh biar kau seneng. " Balasnya sambil tertawa. *** Mungkin nantinya tak akan ada yang tahu, bahwa ada seseorang yang selalu melangitkan do'a sendirian, berjuang dengan teguh nya, tanpa adanya sebuah dukungan, ia selalu yakin akan takdir Allah yang indah, Allah tak mungkin membiarkan do'a dan keteguhan dari hamba-Nya itu kembali dengan sia-sia. Meski selalu ada rintangan yang tak segan-segan menghampiri, bahkan terkadang rintangan itu memberi rasa luka di hati. Akankah ia mampu bertahan di atas derasnya rintangan itu? Ataukah perjuangannya akan berhenti sebelum Allah buka pintu do'anya? . Ingat, hal menyakitkan dalam hubungan percintaan adalah;"kita telah kehilangan sesuatu itu sebelum sempat memilikinya. "

Mempunyai status sebagai orang yang selalu merusak hubungan orang dan menjadi orang ketiga, tidak membuat Alexa malu. Ia malah bangga dan bahagia akan hal itu, karena menurutnya cinta ini sebuah permainan dan itu membuatnya seakan tertantang untuk mengakhiri permainan cinta orang lain...

Cold and proud to all, Beamon Slade, Northarch's strongest Alpha, reserves his gentleness solely for me. Everyone knows that I'm his Luna. But today, his first love is infected with deadly wolfsbane and on the brink of death. He hands me a herbal pill that can seal memories and temporarily remove the mate mark. "Eiro won't last another three days, Swan. "Could you give me three days to fulfill her dream of becoming a Luna through a symbolic marking ceremony? I won't hurt you. This pill temporarily severs the bond and makes you forget me. "When the ceremony ends three days later, take the antidote and you'll remember everything. We'll get back together." Looking at his calm, gentle expression, I silently swallow the pill without hesitation. He has no idea, but I crafted the pill with my own hands. There's no such thing as an antidote. Three days from now, I'll completely forget him. All our embraces, vows, marks, and his past gentleness will vanish with the wind.

After I became pregnant, my figure changed, and my face grew puffy. My fiancé began to treat me with a subtle, almost imperceptible sense of disdain. When the baby was five months along, it happened to be Valentine's Day. That day, he finally agreed to take our wedding photos, something I'd been hoping for. But just as we arrived at the bridal studio, his phone rang. "Mike, I just got back to the country. My friends are hosting a gathering, and everyone's bringing their boyfriends. Could you come and pretend to be mine?" It was a few short sentences, yet it completely altered the expression on his face. He turned abruptly, stepping out of the studio with a look of urgency. "Lucy's back. I have to go see her," he said. Hearing those words, a fire of rage ignited inside me, one I couldn't suppress. "For her? You're going to leave me here alone?" I demanded. "Do you even know how long I've been looking forward to today? It's Valentine's Day, and instead of staying with me, you're going to be with her?" His impatience flared visibly as I stood my ground. Without a word, his hand pushed me aside, and he strode out of the shop. "We can take wedding photos any day. I'm the only one Lucy has in this country. I have to go see her," he said. Then, gripping my wrist with alarming force, he shoved me, sending me sprawling to the floor. Without a backward glance, he got into his car and drove off. I felt a sudden, wet heat flowing from my lower abdomen. Pain surged through my stomach, sharp and unbearable, as my consciousness started to fade. A wave of despair and terror consumed me. Someone. Anyone. Please save my baby.