Everyone's eyes were looking at them, especially Fisya, who had won everyone's heart since her arrival. Her friendly smile made all the employees feel a little calm, even though they already thought that Fisya was the same type of person as Regan, who was tough and cold too.Seeing that, Regan immediately took his wife closer and whispered, "Don't smile like an idiot.""It's called a friendly smile, stupid!" she hissed."You can only do that to me."Fisya increasingly didn't understand the man's way of thinking, she could only follow his wishes without being able to fight back at all. It felt really awkward walking hand in hand with Regan. She wasn't used to doing all that.She saw all the employees lowering their heads as they passed by, just like what she had done when she was still working at someone's company. Who would have thought that in such a short time she would actually be in this position, becoming the mistress of a wealthy and respected family?It felt really awkward for
Ivone felt awkward, she felt guilty for being in such a hurry and not noticing that someone else was now in her superior's room – Regan. She didn't know that her superintendent's wife had come. Rion wasn't there. Of course, she couldn't ask anyone before entering.If it wasn't for bringing news to Regan, of course she wouldn't be so impudent to just walk in. Now she's worried that Fisya and her husband–Regan would fight because of a misunderstanding between them.The woman sat awkwardly, while beside her Fisya was still engrossed in her food. Not because she was too relaxed, but Fisya was embarrassed because she was too surprised by Ivone's sudden arrival. Of course, she was curious about Ivone's figure, but didn't dare to ask directly because he was worried that she was an important person in the company, considering the make-up and luxurious clothes, she felt that Ivone was not just anyone.There is a sense of inferiority in her heart, she and that woman are very different. Ivone ha
Fisya spread Adnan's favorite strawberry jam on the toast she had made earlier, occasionally glancing at her husband who was still engrossed in reading the newspaper. She was still confused about how to convey this news to Adnan. She was afraid that Adnan would be angry and reluctant to go to school if she was not there. Yeah ... even though she hoped so, that way she wouldn't have to follow Regan's request to come to the company 3 times a week, it was really annoying–she thought. "Your bread, honey," said Fisya as she placed a plate of toast with strawberry jam for her son. "Thank you mom." Adnan immediately ate it deliciously, while Fisya, the woman, was again busy with toast for her husband. He walked closer to Regan, then placed the plate of toast right in front of the man. "You better say it," he whispered. Regan, who felt disturbed, then put the newspaper on the table and then he glared at his wife. "Why didn't you just say it?" "I'm afraid she's mad at me." Again, the man
The sound of the children's cheerful laughter sounded loud, plus the excitement of the mothers who participated in this activity. However, among them there was only one person who actually felt irritated. That person was Fisya. Regan continues to watch over him, limiting his range of motion.Because of that man, no one dared to approach him, not even Adnan. The boy was busy playing with Shannon and the other children. He seemed to understand that at this time his father was trying to spend time with his mother.All this time, he had never seen Regan close to anyone, and even though his grandfather – Adyatama Adzura, brought several women to the house, Regan ignored him. However, Fisya's existence was very different, that woman was able to change her father little by little and she was proud of that. If he hadn't dared to approach Fisya that day, maybe none of this would have happened.Meanwhile, Regan, the man, was seeing how happy Adnan was. The boy laughed merrily with his other fri
Fisya glanced back at her husband. Since earlier, Regan had been ignoring her and not paying any heed to her. Sometimes that man always confused her with his attitude, she was really very unpredictable –she thought.“Adnan, how was today? Pleasant?" she asked Adnan. She did not want to die in this silence and awkwardness.Adnan, who was engrossed in his toys, immediately nodded slowly. “Yes, very exciting. I want to make that craft again at home and put it in my room, Mom.”"Well, we have to do it on the day off, okay?""Yes, ma'am."The situation became awkward again. There was no other discussion that Fisya could say to overcome this situation. She glanced back at Regan, wanting to rebuke her even though she was worried that Adnan saw her and Regan fighting. She had seen such sights a lot as a child and it didn't feel pleasant at all.Her parents had a big fight right in front of her. She still remembers all those dark memories to this day. She did not want what happened to her to a
Regan looked at his computer screen seriously. When he came home from school, the man was immediately busy with his work. He was still annoyed at Fisya because she was talking with another man even when he was there. He began to imagine that she might often chat with other men in his absence.Imagining that made him even more irritated, even though he had tried to divert his mind by working, but in fact it wasn't enough to make him forget his jealousy of that woman."How can she casually talk with other men?" he grunted while pressing the computer keyboard keys roughly to make a loud sound.He sighed heavily, trying to take a break from the endless work because he couldn't focus on work. Fisya couldn't just go away in her mind, the woman kept bothering her mind.From his room, Rion saw all that. He saw his superior was so agitated, so he decided to ask the man. He knocked on the door gently, asking Regan permission to enter. The moment he got the pass, he immediately entered and walke
Fisya looked up at the darkening night sky. It was getting late, but Regan didn't come home. Disappointed? Definitely. She wanted to follow the man, but was worried that her husband was busy with work at the office.She was in a dilemma, to the extent that she could not think properly. Now it was her cell phone screen's turn to start on, Regan's contact was there. She was about to send a message to ask her, but she and in the end she deleted it again.The candle she lit was extinguished, then she replaced it with a new candle. However, when she was about to turn it back on, he failed to do so. Now that all the food is cold, maybe even the taste has changed. She was hungry, but she had no appetite because dinner time was past. She deliberately didn't eat anything so she could enjoy her cooking with Regan later, but the man she was waiting for had not returned until now.She looked at the clock on the wall, it was very late, no wonder she felt sleepy-she thought.She got up from her pla
Fisya opened her eyes slowly, she felt that someone had been flicking his fingers on her forehead and nose. However, she was immediately surprised when she saw Regan staring at her intently when she opened her eyes. The man looked at her with a look that was hard to define, but for Fisya, that look was nothing more than an intimidating look.“My lazy pig loves to sleep so much, she snores so loudly,” he sneered. "Look at that." He pointed at Fisya's cheek. “That drool of yours… gosh.”Fisya blushed, she immediately wiped her cheeks. "You!""Get up, wash your face and come back soon."Without answering anything, Fisya got up from bed and went straight to the bathroom to clean her face, while Regan, the man, immediately asked the maids who were waiting at the doorway to prepare the special breakfast Regan had asked for.He wanted to make up for his mistake last night, so he replaced it with a romantic breakfast on the balcony. Luckily, today was a holiday. Adnan could also understand wh
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