“What do you want to give me?” Afgan shot a glare at the beautiful nurse in front of him.
“A videotape that will definitely make you very surprised.” The nurse, whose name was Fiona, kept looking around Afgan's luxurious office.
Afgan understood people who used to blackmail and tempted by luxury. His nimble hand immediately wrote a fantastic amount into a bucket of check paper in front of him and signed it.
“That should be enough. Give me the tape!” Afgan exclaimed as he handed over the check. His firm and loud voice made Fiona jerk back.
“I-I... have a condition!”
“Tell me!” Afgan lowered the tempo of his voice and clenched both hands tightly.
“I want to work in an office. It's been my wish for a long time to work in a fancy company. I-It was my mother who wanted me to become a nurse.” Fiona spoke with a trembling voice. The girl did not dare to look at Afgan who, altho
Afgan stared at himself in front of the mirror in the bathroom of his luxurious office. A gaunt face with a thin sideburn that grows and hair that is not neatly combed makes his appearance look chaotic.Afgan repeatedly washed his face with water from the flowing sink faucet, but was still unable to get rid of the feeling of fatigue and anxiety in him.“Looks like I have to go home and soak in the yacuzi, while Melinda is still in the hospital.”Afgan finally decided to take his car back home. It had been almost two months since the man had returned home.All his time was spent at the hotel in a room without a bed. Sometimes, Afgan fell asleep in front of his laptop and sometimes, he fell asleep on the sofa.Arriving in his room, Afgan undressed with reluctance.“It turns out I also forgot myself to just take a shower!” exclaimed Afgan while furrowing his brow when he smelled his own clothes.With a leisurely p
“No! Bik Minah!”Brak!Afgan felt like his spine was broken. The pain of the wooden beam hitting his small body.He could feel the searing heat and hear the sound of small explosions. The scene grew darker, until Afgan felt as if he was drowning in a sea of fire.He vaguely saw in the flames Adelia waving with a warm smile. Next to her was Bik Minah and on the other side was Adelia's father.“No! Don't leave me!” Afgan shouted frantically.Afgan woke up with a gasp, his body covered in cold sweat. The morning sun shone brightly through the window of his spacious bedroom. He sat bolt upright in bed, still struck by the nightmare he had just experienced.His heart was racing, and his face was pale. His nightshirt was also stained with sweat. Afgan tried to push the shadows of the dream from his mind, but the memories of the extravagant events in his house continued to haunt him. The licking flames, the panic, and
Achmed Al-Futtaim and Kanya, Afgan's parents, heard news that shook the peace of their lives. The news of their in-law's sudden shock and illness left them with a deep sense of anxiety. Their faces were etched with expressions of worry and fear as they walked at a brisk pace towards the hospital.On the way to the hospital, Achmed and Kanya's minds were full of questions and worries. They looked at each other, and their eyes reflected deep worry. They couldn't imagine that their lives would change in an instant due to this unexpected situation.“Really, what happened?” said Achmed in a hoarse voice, trying to calm himself and his wife Kanya's heart. “Hopefully this is just a temporary incident and everything will be fine.”“True, I can't imagine how Adelia would feel if she were still alive. We as a family owe so much to that poor woman who is nowhere to be found.”Kanya clasped Achmed's hand tig
“I'm sorry for everything I did that was unfair to her, Father.”Afgan's voice was hoarse and his chest felt tight.Achmed looked at his son with compassion. “We cannot control fate, Afgan. Life sometimes gives us difficult trials, but we must fight through them together. We will find a way out, and we will be stronger than ever.”Afgan nodded, the man wiping away tears with the back of his hand as he absorbed his father's words. Although there were still many questions and uncertainties ahead, he felt that his family would find a way to get through all the obstacles and rebuild their lives.The two sat together in the hospital waiting room, embracing each other in an emo-laden silence. They realize that in order to achieve happiness in the future, they must unite and support each other, even though the road ahead may still be difficult and full of challenges.“I'm going to go calm down, D
“What's going on, is she awake?” asked Afgan with his breath caught in his throat as he ran from the hospital parking lot to his mother-in-law's room.“No, she's not conscious yet, but we heard her delirious.”“Edward and Adelia?”Kanya nodded her head confidently, as did Achmed.“It seems that Adelia's loss has something to do with Edward.”Afgan snorted harshly then said, “that man has been gone since before the fire. He's already engaged to Emily and they've returned to Dubai.”“How could he be involved?” Afgan asked himself.“It's good you're investigating, Afgan. All the possibilities are there, after all you've been looking all this time.”“By the way, what about Melinda, have you forgiven your wife?” Achmed asked his son.Afgan looked at his father meaningfully. He couldn't bear to tell him the secret abou
“You want to visit his grave? Yes! Go to the Sanjaya Cemetery in South Jakarta. Look for Adelia's name in block 7!” exclaimed angrily through the speaker on the cell phone. The man did not allow the security guard to open the door at all.Hearing the answer from Edward, Afgan's heart was like being struck by lightning and then slashed by several sharp daggers.“Go back to your country. I really hate you for letting Adelia's body go up in flames like that!”Edward switched off the call from the security cell phone. With languid steps, Afgan stepped back into his car.The fact that Adelia was dead made his life feel shattered. With his left hand, he called his father to check the whereabouts of Adelia's grave.The driver drove the car back to the airport. Afgan did not wait any longer, but went straight to the private plane that his father had prepared.“Go home, Afgan,” Achmed said wearily.“Adelia's grave is indeed there and the death
In the dim light of the hotel's quiet corridor at night, Adelia Putri Asmarini, twenty years old girl, clutched a room key with a neatly laundered and polished suit jacket.The suit belonged to a VIP guest in room 1808 of the Mutiara International Hotel - where she had worked as a Hotelier for the past two years.“I have to cover Melinda's night shift again. How annoying it is to have to deliver suits at night,” said Adelia with an annoyed step.“Hopefully I won't run into any drunk men,” Adelia muttered as she walked into the quiet hallway of the hotel room with a bad feeling, but she had to be professional in her duties.Adelia took the night shift in place of Melinda, although she felt tired and had been working continuously since morning, Adelia didn't dare complain. She needed the extra bonus in her salary.Her father had a huge gambling debt, so she had to work as hard as she could to pay it off. If she didn't get the night shift, then she would have to find another side job at
Adelia arrived at the hotel staff's break room. With her breath roaring, Adelia tried to control herself and her still trembling body.“I have to buy contraceptive pills,” muttered Adelia as she changed into the change of clothes she had brought with her.After cleaning herself up, Adelia immediately ran out without filling in the finger attendance on the attendance machine next to the door.In a hurry, Adelia made a small run to the clinic not far from the hotel.“I can't get pregnant! I'm going to marry my future husband who has been set up by my father or I have to return the dowry,” Adelia muttered as she moved hurriedly.Arriving at the clinic, Adelia gritted her molars in disappointment because she still had to queue.“I'm going to be late for the wedding,” Adelia grumbled as she stood in line counting the number of people waiting in line.The clock hanging on the wall of the clinic was already seven o'clock....Afgan Al Futtaim, the sole heir of the Futtaim group-the largest r
“You want to visit his grave? Yes! Go to the Sanjaya Cemetery in South Jakarta. Look for Adelia's name in block 7!” exclaimed angrily through the speaker on the cell phone. The man did not allow the security guard to open the door at all.Hearing the answer from Edward, Afgan's heart was like being struck by lightning and then slashed by several sharp daggers.“Go back to your country. I really hate you for letting Adelia's body go up in flames like that!”Edward switched off the call from the security cell phone. With languid steps, Afgan stepped back into his car.The fact that Adelia was dead made his life feel shattered. With his left hand, he called his father to check the whereabouts of Adelia's grave.The driver drove the car back to the airport. Afgan did not wait any longer, but went straight to the private plane that his father had prepared.“Go home, Afgan,” Achmed said wearily.“Adelia's grave is indeed there and the death
“What's going on, is she awake?” asked Afgan with his breath caught in his throat as he ran from the hospital parking lot to his mother-in-law's room.“No, she's not conscious yet, but we heard her delirious.”“Edward and Adelia?”Kanya nodded her head confidently, as did Achmed.“It seems that Adelia's loss has something to do with Edward.”Afgan snorted harshly then said, “that man has been gone since before the fire. He's already engaged to Emily and they've returned to Dubai.”“How could he be involved?” Afgan asked himself.“It's good you're investigating, Afgan. All the possibilities are there, after all you've been looking all this time.”“By the way, what about Melinda, have you forgiven your wife?” Achmed asked his son.Afgan looked at his father meaningfully. He couldn't bear to tell him the secret abou
“I'm sorry for everything I did that was unfair to her, Father.”Afgan's voice was hoarse and his chest felt tight.Achmed looked at his son with compassion. “We cannot control fate, Afgan. Life sometimes gives us difficult trials, but we must fight through them together. We will find a way out, and we will be stronger than ever.”Afgan nodded, the man wiping away tears with the back of his hand as he absorbed his father's words. Although there were still many questions and uncertainties ahead, he felt that his family would find a way to get through all the obstacles and rebuild their lives.The two sat together in the hospital waiting room, embracing each other in an emo-laden silence. They realize that in order to achieve happiness in the future, they must unite and support each other, even though the road ahead may still be difficult and full of challenges.“I'm going to go calm down, D
Achmed Al-Futtaim and Kanya, Afgan's parents, heard news that shook the peace of their lives. The news of their in-law's sudden shock and illness left them with a deep sense of anxiety. Their faces were etched with expressions of worry and fear as they walked at a brisk pace towards the hospital.On the way to the hospital, Achmed and Kanya's minds were full of questions and worries. They looked at each other, and their eyes reflected deep worry. They couldn't imagine that their lives would change in an instant due to this unexpected situation.“Really, what happened?” said Achmed in a hoarse voice, trying to calm himself and his wife Kanya's heart. “Hopefully this is just a temporary incident and everything will be fine.”“True, I can't imagine how Adelia would feel if she were still alive. We as a family owe so much to that poor woman who is nowhere to be found.”Kanya clasped Achmed's hand tig
“No! Bik Minah!”Brak!Afgan felt like his spine was broken. The pain of the wooden beam hitting his small body.He could feel the searing heat and hear the sound of small explosions. The scene grew darker, until Afgan felt as if he was drowning in a sea of fire.He vaguely saw in the flames Adelia waving with a warm smile. Next to her was Bik Minah and on the other side was Adelia's father.“No! Don't leave me!” Afgan shouted frantically.Afgan woke up with a gasp, his body covered in cold sweat. The morning sun shone brightly through the window of his spacious bedroom. He sat bolt upright in bed, still struck by the nightmare he had just experienced.His heart was racing, and his face was pale. His nightshirt was also stained with sweat. Afgan tried to push the shadows of the dream from his mind, but the memories of the extravagant events in his house continued to haunt him. The licking flames, the panic, and
Afgan stared at himself in front of the mirror in the bathroom of his luxurious office. A gaunt face with a thin sideburn that grows and hair that is not neatly combed makes his appearance look chaotic.Afgan repeatedly washed his face with water from the flowing sink faucet, but was still unable to get rid of the feeling of fatigue and anxiety in him.“Looks like I have to go home and soak in the yacuzi, while Melinda is still in the hospital.”Afgan finally decided to take his car back home. It had been almost two months since the man had returned home.All his time was spent at the hotel in a room without a bed. Sometimes, Afgan fell asleep in front of his laptop and sometimes, he fell asleep on the sofa.Arriving in his room, Afgan undressed with reluctance.“It turns out I also forgot myself to just take a shower!” exclaimed Afgan while furrowing his brow when he smelled his own clothes.With a leisurely p
“What do you want to give me?” Afgan shot a glare at the beautiful nurse in front of him.“A videotape that will definitely make you very surprised.” The nurse, whose name was Fiona, kept looking around Afgan's luxurious office.Afgan understood people who used to blackmail and tempted by luxury. His nimble hand immediately wrote a fantastic amount into a bucket of check paper in front of him and signed it.“That should be enough. Give me the tape!” Afgan exclaimed as he handed over the check. His firm and loud voice made Fiona jerk back.“I-I... have a condition!”“Tell me!” Afgan lowered the tempo of his voice and clenched both hands tightly.“I want to work in an office. It's been my wish for a long time to work in a fancy company. I-It was my mother who wanted me to become a nurse.” Fiona spoke with a trembling voice. The girl did not dare to look at Afgan who, altho
Melinda was still waiting for Afgan's words. They stared at each other for a long time until Afgan finally continued his sentence, “You arranged for her to take the night shift. What was your intention?”Melinda immediately laughed in response to the question. Her laughter made Afgan feel cornered and sent another sharp look.“Explain!” she exclaimed, raising her voice so much that the baby in the box bed beside them burst into tears.“Afgan! Our baby is shocked because of your voice! You're crazy!”Afgan stood up and stepped towards the baby box, staring at the crying baby with a false gaze. The man didn't feel any attachment to the newborn at all.“Him... why does my heart feel empty,” he muttered to himself. The man just stared at the crying baby without any intention of holding it.Until a nurse came in with hasty steps as Melinda pressed the call button.“What's wrong? W
“I-I don't know, Dad.” Melinda answered awkwardly with a trembling voice.Seeing that, Bayu immediately interjected, “He was present for a while and then left because there was urgent business at the hotel.”“Urgent? What's more important than his family?” Achmed began to feel anger gathering in his chest.Melinda tried to smile and greet them warmly, though her heart was still weighed down by feelings of sadness and disappointment. “Thank you, Mom, Dad. We are very grateful for your support and presence here.”Afgan's father stepped closer to the peacefully sleeping baby. “Our grandson was born, huh? How is he?”Melinda was overwhelmed by the happiness on her father-in-law's face. “Yes, Dad. He is the most beautiful gift in our lives.”They continued to congratulate and talk about the wonderful moment they had just experienced. Melinda tried to enjoy the company, but th