“How was your day, Adelia?” asked Afgan suddenly in a voice that sounded hollow, as if he was just trying to find a topic of conversation.
“Fine,” Adelia replied briefly, without giving any details. Instead, she was busy sticking her head out to see what she could eat at the long table.
They began to put food on their plates, but there was no other sound except for the sound of spoons and forks touching plates. Everything felt restrained and formal, with no warmth or closeness between them.
Although the food was delicious, the cold and stiff atmosphere enveloped them like a night fog enveloping a city.
Although they were in the midst of luxury, the emptiness in their relationship was obvious.
Adelia still wondered to herself why Afgan had suddenly asked her to dinner. However, the delicious food made her not care about that. Her stomach was hungry and need
Adelia was in pain in her stomach. Stomach acid made her bloated and she felt pain in her solar plexus, so her vision began to spin. She was holding a plate of food when it fell to the floor.The sound of the broken plate reached Afgan's ears in the next room. No one was able to open the door despite Afgan's vigorous banging.Adelia held her stomach with a pale face and trembled with pain.“Help!!” she cried out in pain.Afgan had even tried to smash the door in panic, especially when he heard Adelia moaning, indicating that something bad was happening.The luxurious and strong wooden door was not easy to knock down. Afgan grimaced at the pain in his shoulder as he tried to break down the door repeatedly to no avail.Finally, the butler made a small run for the spare key and approached Afgan.The door opened, and Afgan immedia
Afgan looked at Adelia who was still sleeping peacefully in her bed. It was late and he decided to lie down next to Adelia for a moment with the intention of looking after her, but fatigue and sleepiness overtook him and he fell asleep until morning.The sun slipped through and greeted them with warmth. Adelia woke up and felt a heavy arm around her waist.Adelia's eyes immediately rounded sharply, violently pushing Afgan's hand away in surprise.“Aowh!” Adelia winced as she realized the IV needle in her hand.She glanced at the man who became her husband. The sharp nose matched with his firm jaw, making Afgan's face perfect and very attractive.A moment later, Afgan opened his eyes and their gazes met. Adelia blinked her eyes repeatedly because she felt awkward.“If you've recovered, please go back to your room! It's cramped in here and you keep snoring. It's so noisy!” Afgan excla
Melinda immediately took her lover Afgan's hand and headed to the 8th floor restaurant where they were to enjoy a sumptuous breakfast served by the international hotel.Melinda didn't stop babbling while Afgan was still curious about Adelia's whereabouts.At the same time, Adelia was organizing files into a small warehouse. Adelia was starting to feel tired and sweaty as she had just climbed the stairs to the fifth floor.“Not having breakfast again! If I do that, I'll die young,” said Adelia, talking to herself while holding her stomach, which was still in pain.“Who told you not to eat?”Adelia was surprised to hear the voice of a man who turned out to be Edward. The man stood in front of the warehouse door with a warm friendly smile on his face.“Edward.”“Does it hurt?” asked Edward appr
“Afgan, it's not what you think. We just sat together for breakfast by chance. I had no idea that you would also be here.”Afgan sighed deeply, but was still angry. “This is too much of a coincidence, Adelia. I don't know what to believe. Why didn't you tell me that you were going to meet with Edward? We should have had breakfast together this morning. Doesn't your stomach still hurt?” Afgan pointed at Adelia right on the forehead with his forefinger.“Afgan, I really didn't know he would be here. This is just a coincidence. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.” Adelia replied anxiously.“Heartache? Ohh, no, you're overreacting! I feel ashamed! Yes! ashamed! Did you hear that?!”“You're really cheap!”“You...”Adelia felt sick from being yelled at cheaply so many times, but she still hope
A moment later, the elevator started up again. Afgan stood arrogantly as if he had done nothing wrong. There was no conversation between them until the elevator reached the first floor of the hotel.“Go home! No more work today!”“But, I have a change of clothes.” Adelia wanted to refuse because she didn't have any more leave and she didn't want to be considered an incompetent employee.Afgan pulled Adelia's hand to the front door of his car.“Get in!” he ordered harshly.After Adelia got in, Afgan helped put Adelia's selt belt on. The moment Afgan linked his eyebrows, once again, the scent of Adelia made him remember the woman on that fateful night.In his heart, Afgan wondered about Adelia's scent with Melinda which was very much different.Afgan drove his car home without emotion. He had managed to neutralize the temperature and heart rate.However, there was still no conversation between
When Melinda realized that she really didn't know what perfume or shampoo Adelia was wearing, she felt frustrated. She knew that Adelia was very secretive about her personal preferences, but Melinda felt very curious.“I have to try, instead of losing Afgan who is so rich and so handsome!” Melinda squealed in a panic.She decided to try to get the information without revealing her true intentions. With great ingenuity, she decided to ask unsuspecting questions.Adelia had just finished her porridge when the call from Melinda came in.Adelia was still upset with Melinda, but she picked up the call anyway as there was a possibility that the call was related to her absence at work today.“Adelia, are you sick? Why didn't you come in after fighting with Afgan?” Melinda asked, feigning sympathy.Rather than answer Melinda's question, Adelia chose to change the subject.“What happened at the hotel? Was it somet
Afgan clenched his hands so tightly that his nails were already digging deep into his palms.Over and over he heard his father's words repeated in his head: “Descendants of Al-Futtaim.”Afgan was indeed the sole heir, so all the responsibility fell on his shoulders, but he had a very difficult dilemma. How could he touch Adelia, while he felt disgusted at the thought of her body having been touched by another man, exactly one day before the wedding.Finally, throughout the day, Afgan worked like a man possessed. He banished all thoughts of Adelia and Melinda as well as the offspring he was responsible for.Afgan worked until he lost track of time, not even allowing his employees to stop for sudden meetings. He didn't even eat lunch, nor did the employees who attended the meeting.“Sir, excuse me. Can we take a short break? We also need to eat lunch.”Afgan stared intently at his assistant who said that, then looked ar
Afgan exhaled irritably while staring blankly at the bowl in his hand.“Eat!” Afgan ordered in a cold and rude tone.Adelia remained curled up on the bed and ignored Afgan's orders, making the man boil even more.“Sit!” Afgan raised his tone of voice and pulled Adelia's hand roughly so that the woman sat on the bed with a wrinkled and unsightly face.“Open her mouth!” he ordered as he spooned out a mouthful of porridge. Adelia kept her lips tightly shut. The woman was feeling very upset about the life she had to live. She went on a hunger strike because she didn't like being locked up like this. It was like hell for her.Her eyes glazed over as she looked at Afgan with a frightened but determined heart.“You are stubborn! Why don't you want to eat?”“Answer!”Adelia gasped in shock because Afgan's voice was so loud. Adelia bit her lip in such frustration that her lips
Melinda approached him, gritting her teeth. "Time? It's been a year!""Shintya needs her father, now! You're going to ruin her first birthday with her father's absence?"Afgan growled, "You don't understand!""You don't understand, Afgan! You make Shintya and me feel insignificant!" Melinda shouted, eyes glazed over.Afgan felt stabbed by those words, but he persisted. "I'll be gone for a while, Mel. This is important to me.""And what is important to you, Afgan? What did you choose to miss this moment for?" Melinda tried to get his attention by grabbing the sleeve of Afgan's shirt."Let go!" she exclaimed.Afgan shook his head. "You can't just force me to leave Adelia.""She's dead, Afgan! Please come to your senses!"The argument escalated, and a tense atmosphere pervaded their home. Melinda felt disappointment and frustration growing inside her. Afgan, fixated on his inability to let go of the past, decided to leave w
Melinda felt a change in her relationship with Afgan. Although their home was again full of laughter and jokes, there was an ice that had slipped between them. Every day, Melinda felt like she was facing a cold wall that she couldn't break through. The once beautiful landscape became increasingly bleak.Melinda tried to find answers within herself. She brooded in the middle of the night, sitting on her bed with her mind in turmoil. The silence of the house was only interrupted by the wind tapping on the windows. "Why has everything changed?" she muttered to herself."Why is there no love from Afgan at all even though I got rid of that pesky woman?"Melinda always slept alone without Afgan. The cold nights were shared only with her little daughter who often woke up at night to ask for milk.A message arrived on Melinda's cell phone in the middle of the night, as she was giving milk to the little one.[Already asleep?]Melinda simply read the
That morning, the sun shone down on their house. Afgan sat on the terrace, gazing at the garden that was slowly recovering from its sadness. Today he wasn't working because it was the first day of 2024.All employees were closed and Afgan had no reason to work. The gaze of the man looked pseudo and passionless.Even though the house was quiet with most of the servants on leave, there was still the occasional sound of little Shintya crying.However, the man did not respond to the cries at all.Melinda came out of the house, realizing that their conversation last night still left a wound in Afgan's heart.“I'm sorry, Afgan,” Melinda said regretfully. Her hands made a tray of tea and glasses. Melinda stepped closer to Afgan and tried to soften the heart of the man who became her husband.“I know it's complicated, and I want to make you ha
“What do you mean?”Afgan begins to tell Achmed about Bayu and Melinda having an affair. However, Achmed didn't fully believe him until Afgan showed him the evidence from the recording.“Let's do a DNA test!”“Okay! Do as you wish, Dad!” Afgan refocused on his work and didn't respond to his father's words anymore.The DNA test was conducted, but Melinda cunningly managed to trick the test employee by taking a sample of Afgan's own hair left in her comb.A few days passed, and the DNA test results finally came out. Achmed held the results tremblingly, seeking reassurance over the doubts that crept into his mind. Afgan, who had kept his distance from the situation from the start, finally agreed to speak.“Dad, what's the result?” Afgan asked, his face determined.Achmed stared at the DNA test results, then nodded with disappointment. “This... this is impossible. The results show that
“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