The weather today is very nice. The sun is not too hot, the breeze that blows is also able to make the atmosphere cooler. The laughter of the children who were having fun as if there was no burden echoed, as if happiness only belonged to them. On a park bench, a girl is actually feeling her life turning gray. Misfortune was befalling her, to the point that she had to sleep on the ground with the mega roof. Her name is Fisya Jazira, a girl who is having the misfortune of living because she has been betrayed by the person she has trusted—Dean Brasta, her own fiancé who is now somewhere else. The man sold the apartment they had secretly bought together. Not only that, Dean also drained the contents of their savings and all of Fisya's money was there. Now, she has to bear the consequences and is stranded on the streets, penniless and without food. Her stomach has asked to be filled, even now she feels sick because since this morning no food has entered her stomach. "Oh my gosh," she wh
They arrived at a luxury house, to be more precise, a luxurious mansion belonging to the Adzura family. This was the first time for Fisya to see a luxurious house like the one in front of her now. She couldn't even estimate the size of the place. What was clear was that it was truly vast and… luxurious. She, who was originally rebellious, was momentarily stunned and could only marvel at the luxury before her. However, when she came back to her current reality, the woman again struggled to break free. “Let go! This hurts,” she sighed as the two men Regan had ordered to watch over her gripped her wrists tightly. Because Fisya was getting more and more rebellious, one of the men pushed her so hard that she almost hit the car door. "Hey! Are you out of your mind, huh?! Master will be angry if he gets hurt," protested one of his colleagues. "She pissed me off!" "But still you're wrong, idiot!" The man snorted in annoyance and then glared at the frightened Fisya. “Can't you just shut
Fisya opened her eyes slowly. She remembered the last time someone came and injected something into her when the bleeding in her neck got worse. At that time, she felt sleepy, then fell asleep and did not know what she had experienced later. However, just as her eyes opened, she felt something strange about her body. In front of him, Regan was examining her entire body and, to make matters worse, she was naked with her hands and feet tied. The man was really crazy—she thought. “Damn it! What did you do to me, huh?!” she snapped in a hoarse voice. Instead of answering, Regan continued to do his activities as if nothing had happened. He ignored Fisya's loud screams and continued to examine the woman's body. After examining Fisya's entire body, the man wiped his hands on Fisya's clothes that were lying on the floor. He exhaled calmly when there was nothing dangerous inside Fisya's body. Although actually, it's impossible for an ordinary girl like Fisya to carry anything dangerous—she
Fisya tightly hugged Adnan's body, who was still asleep in his arms. The boy cried so hysterically that he finally felt tired and fell asleep in his arms. He placed the boy's body on his big bed, slowly so that he wouldn't wake up and cry again like before. It wasn't easy for him, especially when he was about to let go of Adnan's arm that was tightly gripping his hand. But thanks to his struggles, he finally managed to escape from Adnan and could breathe a sigh of relief. "You must be tired, Miss," said a waiter who served as Adnan's personal servant as well as his nanny. "It's okay, Miss—" “Just call me Marie, Miss. You don't have to call me that polite, or Master Regan will scold me for being so rude." Hearing that, Fisya could only sigh heavily. "Okay, I understand how stressful it is for you to work under the leadership of a man like him," he said. Unbeknownst to him, Regan had not moved from the doorway, the man had been waiting for him for a long time. When he heard Fisya's
Fisya looked at Adnan with pity. Such a small child has to live and study in the same place, without any socialization with his peers and also play like other children. Yes, Adnan is homeschooled, several teachers have now come to teach him and suddenly his cheerful face has now turned gloomy. It was clear to him that the boy was reluctant, but unfortunately, he couldn't refuse his father's orders. Of course, this was beyond his expectations because he thought he could at least breathe free air, even if only for a moment, yes ... even if it was just to take Adnan to school. "Are you really homeschooled all this time, Adnan?" Fisya asked in a half whisper. "Yes, ma'am." “Why not a school out there? Lots of friends and you can play at the same time.” Adnan was silent, he then looked at Fisya with a look that the woman had difficulty understanding. “I want to too… but, Father… he won't allow it.” The woman sighed heavily, of course everything would be clear if it was all Regan's arr
The sound of the boy's cries echoed even more and it made Fisya very restless. Regan could have heard it, he couldn't have allowed that to happen, or else the man would have thought that he had done something bad to Adnan. "You don't cry like this, later your mother will be scolded by your father," Fisya wiped Adnan's tears gently. He was getting more and more scared, with Adnan crying like this could bring disaster to him. "Why do you not want it? Don't you miss me?" she asked, sobbing. “No, honey… come on, stop crying and let's talk—” Adnan's cries echoed again, Regan, who heard the sound of crying from his son, became increasingly suspicious of Fisya. He, who was struggling with his laptop in his room, suddenly stopped and closed his laptop hard. The man immediately went to the TV room to see Adnan. Regan, who had arrived at the TV room, saw Adnan sobbing and it made him angry, then he pushed Fisya's body until the woman fell on the floor. "Why did you make my son cry?!" Fisya
Regan and Adnan were already lying together on his bed. They both sighed at each other as they waited for someone to tell a bedtime story. The man also joined his son, lying down and ready to listen to Fisya's fairy tales. But, it's been fifteen minutes and the woman still hasn't come. "Dad, Mom, why is it taking so long?" Adnan asked by glancing at Regan beside him who was curled up on the bed as well. "Maybe he's wearing a diaper," he joked. "It is not fun!" “Why do you want a mother like her, huh? In fact, there are many other beautiful women who are much better than her at being a mother," she joked without thinking about Adnan's feelings. "Why do you talk like that? She is my mom, there's no reason for me to look for another woman." Regan scratched the back of his neck and didn't itch. There is nothing wrong with Adnan's words. In fact, it is absolutely true. But the thing is, Adnan and Fisya have nothing to do at all, but, of course, he can't tell the truth right now. So th
The woman slammed the door shut. Then he leaned against the door. Fisya never knew whether her decision to accept Regan's offer was right or wrong. Or even just add to the problem. He wiped his tears as he remembered his past troubles. Frankly, she was a little scared when dealing with Regan, but sometimes his attitude really hurt her feelings."Calm down Fisya, it won't take long, only 1 year. After that, you are free to go as you please,” the woman said in a monologue.While on the other hand, Regan was still holding his hand which was bitten tightly by Fisya. Then, he looked at his hand which had the shape of a woman's teeth on it. Regan smiled bitterly. The woman's treatment sometimes makes her laugh, annoyed, annoyed and even awaken his passion for a moment.***The wind gently brushed against the skin of the girl who was now enjoying her sleep. The sound of the alarm that continued to sound undaunted made Fisya wake up. The cold air in the early morning like this, made the girl
Adyatama approached Raymond, he pulled the man's collar until it made him breathless. "You planned all this, huh?! You want to separate me from Regan and then check him as your son-in-law?" "W-what are you saying?" "Don't be evasive! You and your daughter are just as cunning! You conspired to keep us apart and ended up feuding. I won't allow them to be together even if it means your daughter can separate my son from that poor woman!" Rebecca looked at Regan expectantly, she had no idea this dinner would end in such a mess. "Regan, I didn't do that. My feelings for you are very old, I love you--" "Fucking bitch! You just want my son's money!" Not accepting his son being cursed at, Raymond hit Adyatama back with a punch that almost knocked the man down. "Damn it! How valuable do you think your son is that you'd put my son down, huh?!" "Regan! You'd rather go back to your poor wife than have a relationship with this damn woman!" Adyatama pulled Regan away, leaving Rebecca and Raymo
Regan checked the watch in his hand again, checking if it was time for him to leave. In front of him, Adnan stared at him with a barking gaze, not accepting Regan's sudden decision to transfer him to a boarding school located in a different country."Are you kidding me, huh?! Are you doing this because I bullied you over that slut?"Indeed, a few days earlier, Adnan had openly opposed his closeness with Rebecca. During the previous few days, he had also heard his parents arguing too often. It made him irritated and unbearable, prompting him to rebel, which made him now have to live apart from Fisya."You won't understand because you're still a son--""What don't I understand?!" he snapped.Regan sighed heavily, then he looked at his wife intently. "Is this what you're teaching my son, Fisya?""Don't blame Mom--""Answer me, Fisya!" the man snapped as he gyrated his waist in front of his wife.Fisya looked down sluggishly. "Don't keep yelling at Adnan, he doesn't know anything--""Dipt
Fisya stared blankly at the twilight sky as she savored a glass of Marrie's tea. Beside her, Adnan was also doing the same, but he was more focused on paying attention to his mother, who had been looking glum all day."Mom, are you okay?" he asked.The woman gave a small nod. "Yes, of course--""But you don't look like it."Seeing the sensitivity of her son left Fisya speechless. Adnan was so sensitive and understanding, she felt guilty for burdening the boy with unnecessary problems."Forgive me for not being able to hide anything from you. Mom--""Is this about Miss Becca? If so, you don't need to worry. I'm sure Dad won't do anything stupid, it's just that there are plans we don't know about," Adanan said confidently."How do you know?""I'm just guessing because I know my father better than anyone."Fisya smiled slightly, she was happy to have Adnan by her side, who was always sensitive to what was happening. "Alright, I'll try to forget him."They went back to enjoying the tea an
Aedes sighed heavily, he still couldn't think clearly when he heard Regan's plan yesterday. How could he sacrifice his love to fight a bad guy like Adyatama?He meant, he didn't understand that because he thought it was easy to destroy Adyatama because Regan had everything. Money wasn't a problem, even what Adyatama had right now was nothing compared to what Regan had.Then, why? He wondered because Regan seemed hesitant to take down his father. Even so, he was sure Regan had his reasons for doing so, he must have thought of everything.The first thing to do was to find a school and dormitory for Adnan. He made sure the school was of the highest quality and also had tight security because Regan did not want her son to be involved in a fierce battle between her and Adyatama.Aedes chose several schools that would be suitable for Adnan, until finally he chose one that he thought was good. Until he finally decided on a school in a country that was quite far away. He had even prepared a s
Regan sipped his tea deliciously, he tried to occasionally return the intimate glances from Rebecca who was currently sitting right in front of him.uncomfortable, of course. But he couldn't do anything but act in front of the woman because only in this way could he make Rebecca believe that he was indeed beginning to fall in love with her. For the best results, he had to make Fisya really hate him, as well as Adnan. He would keep them both away from his life and on the safe side.After all the troubles are over and he manages to get his revenge on Adyatama, Rebecca and also Raymond, he promises to get their trust back and can live happily.Naive? Of course, he admitted that he was naive. It's just that, he felt that if he faced it together like before, there would be many loopholes for the three of them to hurt Fisya and Adnan.He just wanted those he loved to be safe and untouchable, especially after seeing the CCTV footage that so clearly showed how his father almost killed Fisya.
Rebecca puts on the best makeup possible, she also wears the best clothes she has to make her look perfect. She didn't want any flaws, she wanted everything to look perfect, especially since the person she was going to meet was Regan Adzura, the man she liked.Last night she deliberately did not contact the man directly, so Regan was curious about her. The proof is that when she sent a message this morning, the man immediately answered it and agreed to meet her this morning, just the two of them.No annoying Fisya and Adnan, just her and Regan. Of course, this was good news for her, so she prepared everything as best she could despite the time constraints. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, so perfect and sexy."Oh my... look at that, you're so perfect, Becca," she praised herself.She now turns to her wardrobe of bags, choosing the simplest ones so that her beauty is not replaced by the fancy bags and jewelry she wears. Having had enough, she quickly made her way to the dini
Rebecca went home feeling happy. Who would have thought that Goddess Fortuna would finally be on her side today? Regan had been so clearly devoted to her from earlier, even seemingly ignoring Fisya, who continued to stare at her with a surprised look.She couldn't hide her happiness, as if her wish was about to come true in the near future. She was sure Regan would be hers and she would manage to get rid of Fisya forever. Although there was actually one other problem that made her uneasy.Adnan was the only problem she couldn't avoid. She might be able to get rid of Fisya, but not Adnan, because the boy was Regan Adzura's son. However, she promised herself that she would get rid of the boy as well, at least so that the boy would not bother her and Regan.She was confident that she would find the best way to get rid of the boy, only that she needed to be patient and do it slowly."But ... what's going on? Why is he suddenly so nice to me?" she muttered as she thought back about Regan's
Rebecca waited in the car for more than 15 minutes. At first, the mansion guards did not want to leave their place when she asked them to ask Fisya and Regan for permission. However, as she continued to insist, one of them finally entered the mansion to ask permission from their mistress.Honestly, that evening she had no intention of going to the Adzura family mansion, but somehow, as she passed by there to go to the Pub, she felt that there would be a good omen for her.At first she had felt hopeless, but when she saw the guard returning, she felt that there might be good news, so she decided to wait. "So, how was it? Did they let me in?"The man gave a small nod. "Yes, Miss. Right now Mistress Fisya and Mr. Regan are changing first, you are asked to wait inside."Hearing that, Rebecca was so happy. Who would have thought her efforts were not in vain? "Alright, thank you." The woman threw her car keys at the guard. "Watch out for scuffs. It's an expensive car. I won't abuse you if m
Fisya and Adnan were starting to get bored, they had seen every inch of Aedes' art room and had missed nothing. Although the waiter who was assigned to accompany them was very good at explaining everything like a professional tour guide, they still began to feel bored and wanted to return to their original place."We want to go back to the living room. Could you take us there?" asked Fisya, interrupting the waiter who was explaining the history of the famous painting by the French painter."Ah, is my explanation boring?"Fisya shook her head lightly. "Of course not. It's just that we're getting tired. Could you also make two cups of tea and a snack for my son?""Of course we can, ma'am. Come with me."The servant led them to the living room again, and Fisya and Adnan immediately rested themselves there. The servants quickly made tea and prepared snacks, which kept Adnan and Fisya calm as they waited for Regan to return. Their eyes would glance at the door to Aedes' study, hoping that