Afgan and Adelia finally headed home without much conversation between them. During the journey home, silence filled the car. Adelia tried to think of a way to resolve this situation, while Afgan remained silent, probably keeping his thoughts to himself.
Arriving home, they headed to their respective rooms to clean up.
Not long after, the butler knocked on the door of each of their rooms to inform them that dinner was ready.
They came out of their rooms together and met face to face, but their faces were flat and dispassionate. Adelia, in an awkward manner, sat down together for dinner in tense silence.
To be honest, Adelia felt overwhelmed by the tension in the air, while Afgan didn't seem to care much about her feelings. The man simply enjoyed his meal in silence and a flat, robot-like face.
Adelia felt furious and frustrated, planning how to deal with Afgan's arrogant attitude
It was still morning, but Afgan's deep sleep was interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone.“Uhmmm.” Afgan answered lazily after seeing Melinda's name printed on the screen.“Honey, are you awake?”“Hmmm.”“Are you coming?”“Where to? Still sleepy, hoam...” Afgan rubbed his eyes and glanced at the wall clock. It was still 6am and he was already being bothered by Melinda.“Afgan, I really wish you could meet my parents today. They want to get to know you better and see if we are compatible with each other before discussing marriage.Afgan rounded his eyes, he had absolutely no intention of discussing marriage.“I'm sorry, Melinda, but something urgent has come up. I have just been assigned to attend a promotional event for our hotel in the touri
That morning, sunlight began to creep across the sky, illuminating the city with a golden glow. Adelia had been a diligent hotelier earlier. She had arrived early today, to get her work done.She was proud to have been appointed assistant to the CEO, and today, she had plans to organize the important files in the warehouse before handing them over to the hotel employee who would take her place.However, when Afgan, her husband, arrived at the hotel, he was surprised not to find Adelia in Mrs. Smule's room. The CEO himself had not arrived either.Afgan furrowed his brow as he placed the stacked food box he was carrying on Mrs. Smule's desk. Adelia's desk was not there yet.Afgan waited for half an hour and Adelia hadn't shown up either, the man began to feel something was wrong. His originally cheerful mood turned somber when he learned that Adelia had gone into the warehouse, a place that should not
Adelia was still walking languidly up to Mrs. Smule's room. Afgan could be seen following her from behind with a probing look.The door to Mrs. Smule's office was slowly opened by Adelia. A conversation between several men could be heard.“Shall we put the desk here?”“Yes, right there. Does it fit yet? So I can watch her movements at all times? So I know what's suspicious? Hmm...” Mrs. Smule's voice stunned Adelia. She guessed that the table should be for her, but Mrs. Smule's words made her turn her guess back.Meanwhile Afgan was still standing in front of the room with the door open.“Mrs. Smule?” called Adelia in a small voice.“Uh, yes...” Mrs. Smule turned around and was surprised. “A-Adelia, it's back, uhm.. it's.. uhm...” Mrs. Smule's attitude was very awkward because she felt that her last words were clearly heard by Adelia.“This is my desk?” 
Adelia looked at the beautiful cityscape from inside the car that Mrs. Smule was driving at a steady speed. The car was driving towards a luxury cafe.An hour later, the car finally pulled into a large and elegant parking lot. Adelia got out of the car, feeling a little nervous because she had never visited such a luxurious cafe before. The cafe was located by the sea. The faint sound of waves could be heard. The dim yellow swimming lights enveloped the atmosphere inside the cafe, creating a calm and romantic atmosphere.Although it was still daytime, the weather was cool and it might rain soon.When Adelia and her fat CEO, Mrs. Smule, stepped into the cafe, they had to cross a small bridge that was uniquely decorated and made of aesthetic bamboo.However, for her who was wearing high-heeled shoes, it was difficult to keep her balance. Unintentionally, she bumped into someone. “Uh, sorry,&rdquo
“Open the door! Adelia!” Afgan's voice was loud and deafening.Adelia, with staggering steps and a heavy head went to the door of the room to open it.“What the hell!” Adelia asked, holding her heavy head.“Are you drunk?” asked Afgan with his eyes glaring at Adelia.Adelia glanced at the butler and some of the waiters who were behind Afgan. They bowed their heads with trembling knees. Adelia could already guess that they or at least one of them had reported Adelia's staggering home.Adelia snorted and then backed away and went back into her room.“Come in, we'll talk about it inside,” she said casually.Afgan entered and closed the door by slamming it, leaving Adelia stunned.“Can't you just close the door?” Adelia had just turned her body around, but was su
That night, the city was still alive despite the late hour. Afgan stood on the balcony of his room and stared blankly at the sparkling lights around him, he felt the need to escape from the tense situation at home.He left the house without telling Adelia, wanting to find Melinda. He felt that all this time, with Adelia, his head was always spinning and Melinda was the one who could make him feel calm.As Afgan's car drove through the deserted streets, Afgan felt lonely and restless. He tried to distract his mind by thinking of a fun place. Finally, he decided to take Melinda to a cafe with a live band that he knew.Melinda greeted Afgan with a spoiled smile on her face. Afgan was a little surprised because the clothes worn by Melinda were a little open in the front and the woman's skirt was so short that it displayed her thighs.“Uhm, just wear jeans, Melinda,” Afgan pleaded. He was stil
Afgan's face paled, and he tried to find an excuse to get away from the increasingly uncomfortable situation. “Sorry, Melinda, I'm not feeling well. I think I'll go home,” he said in a shaky voice, trying to mask his feelings.Melinda stopped dancing, looking disappointed but trying to smile. “Oh, I'm sorry. Of course, you should rest. I'll come with you,” she replied in a disappointed tone.Afgan escorted Melinda out of the cafe, but when they were almost at her car, Melinda suddenly changed her attitude.She pretended to be drunk and sulked, demanding that Afgan take her home. “I feel very drunk, Afgan. Please just take me to your house. I don't want to go home alone,” Melinda said in a weak voice, trying to get Afgan's attention.Afgan felt increasingly trapped in a complicated situation. He felt sad to see Melinda behaving like this, but he knew that this was not the solution to his problem with
Afgan felt full of pressure and confusion, but he knew that he had to face Adelia and try to repair their relationship which had reached a dead end.He did not want his father to go berserk and withdraw all the facilities and luxuries that he currently had.In his room, Afgan sat on the edge of his bed, thinking about everything that had happened. He felt sad and disappointed, all unplanned by him, but he also felt determined to resolve this issue properly.In his heart, he promised to talk to Adelia honestly about everything, hoping they could find a way out of this mess.There was a fear in Afgan that Adelia would lose her temper and report everything to her father. Then his father, who had a strong character, would definitely take action that he could not predict.Closing his eyes, Afgan tried to gather the courage and strength to face the coming day.He k
“Borrow?” Adelia was surprised by Melinda's offer. She had never expected help from the woman who had previously been so cold to her. However, her thoughts immediately flew to her father and the enormous burden of debt.After thinking for a moment, in her desperation, she decided to accept Melinda's offer with hesitation. “Are you serious?” she asked, seeking reassurance.Melinda nodded, eyes full of hidden ambition. “Of course, I'm serious. We can arrange the terms later. I just want to help you, Adelia.” Melinda approached Adelia, who was already sitting on the edge of the bed.“Besides, that man has always looked down on you. I sympathize with you too even though he's never been that rude to me, maybe...”Melinda saw Adelia's reaction before continuing her sentence. “Maybe, it's because he loves me sincerely.”Adelia felt saddened by Afgan's declaration of love for Melinda, as well as touched by the offer, although she still felt suspicious of Melinda's true intentions. However, sh
Edward felt it wise to choose silence in this complicated situation. He felt that prolonging the current discussion would not provide a good solution.In his heart, he planned to approach Adelia. He knew that Adelia and Afgan needed to work things out on their own, and he wanted to give them the necessary time and space to do so.Edward felt Afgan didn't want her, why didn't he approve of their relationship? Edward felt so fond of Adeli that he headed to the same village pretending to have received an invitation from the village chief.Edward would look for and approach Adelia tomorrow morning. If necessary, he wanted to express his intention to pursue Adelia's heart and deal manfully with Afgan. After all, the husband didn't want Adelia. He himself was too busy with Melinda. Edward monologued to himself as he lay on his bed.Meanwhile, Afgan wanted to go back to his room, but Melinda clung to him and took him to enjoy the night breeze.Hatchiii!Afgan was getting clean because of the
Adelia gently stood up from her chair and smiled at Edward, giving him permission to sit next to her. Edward graciously thanked her, creating a moment of calm amidst the bustle of the dining table. However, Afgan's gaze, which had been reflecting his astonishment, began to turn into an expression of unconcealed suspicion.“Edward, it's you again,” Afgan greeted with a faint smile that tried to hide his jealousy. “What brings you to this event?”Edward replied kindly, “I am a friend of the Village Chief. He invited me to join him in this event.”Afgan tried to hold back his feelings of jealousy, but a very strong fire of jealousy began to burn in his heart. He felt uncomfortable with Edward's presence, especially since he knew that Adelia and Edward had made out in the barn before.“Interesting,” Afgan said in a voice that tried to sound neutral. “Adelia, did you not tell me that you were coming with me?”“I-I just didn't know he was here,” Adelia replied awkwardly. Adelia felt trapped
"Afgan will like the way I smell from now on. She quickly remembered the brand used. The brand was indeed the same as the one Adelia had mentioned earlier. Only the type of scent was different. Melinda patted her head with a smile, realizing that she hadn't asked in detail before.Melinda took a shower while singing cheerfully and playing with a very large amount of soap. She lathered up her whole body as well as a generous amount of shampoo for her hair.Meanwhile, Afgan sat in his room in deep confusion. He pondered the decisions he had to make, trying to find a way out of the emotional turmoil he was experiencing.Adelia's haggard face looked unlit and burdened, and for some reason, Afgan felt uncomfortable with that attitude.Putting Adelia and Melinda in the same room was not a good decision. Afgan was afraid that Melinda would make Adelia even sadder with the words she would say.
The bus glided slowly along the winding path towards the tourism village. The sun was slowly sinking in the western horizon, creating silhouettes of trees and traditional houses looming on the horizon. When the bus finally arrived at the tourism village location two hours later, the cool and beautiful atmosphere immediately greeted them.From the bus window, Melinda could see the beauty of the village unfolding before her. Green trees and vast expanses of rice fields dot the landscape, creating a calm and peaceful atmosphere. Traditional buildings with thatched roofs and wooden walls gave an authentic feel, while the fragrant scent of flowers floated in the air, refreshing their senses.The bus passengers got off one by one, breathing in the fresh air of the village that was so different from the hustle and bustle of the city. Some of them looked mesmerized by the beauty of the natural surroundings, while others smiled to enjoy the silence t
Afgan faithfully accompanied the weak and sick Melinda until late afternoon. He had no chance to see Adelia at all, as his attention was fully devoted to Melinda. Inwardly, though, he still felt confused and vacillated between two complicated feelings.Until finally, when the sun began to sink in the western horizon, Afgan decided to take Melinda home. He helped Melinda walk slowly, feeling guilty because she looked so weak.“Thank you, Afgan,” Melinda said in a fragile voice, ”I know this is hard for you too.”Afgan nodded, trying to put on a gentle smile despite his deep sense of indecision. “You should rest well, Melinda. Tomorrow I'll pick you up for the exhibition at the tourism village.”Melinda looked at Afgan with a mixed look in her eyes. Although she was devastated by this complicated situation, her strength returned. “I will go tomorrow, Afgan. I w
Mrs. Smule immediately returned to her room as soon as she knew Afgan had left the room. Upon re-entering her room, she saw Adelia still crying, with her face covered by her hands on the table. Mrs. Smule felt concerned and decided to approach her.“Adelia, what happened?” asked Mrs. Smule in a gentle tone, trying to calm the young woman in front of her. “Why does the owner of this hotel seem to hate you so much? Is there anything I can do to help?”Adelia raised her head slowly, trying to relax the tension that was in her. She sighed and tried to explain, “We had a big fight, Mrs. Smule. He was very angry with me for something that didn't really happen. It's all so complicated.”Mrs. Smule nodded in understanding even though Adelia didn't tell her clearly, she didn't want to push, instead she felt compassion for the sadness in Adelia's eyes. She sat down nearby and placed a hand gentl
“What? Two inch? Two inch insect?” Melinda opened her mouth, unable to believe what she had just heard from Afgan. She felt shaky, but Afgan remained silent, focused on driving the car attentively.Melinda sensed an uneasiness in the air, sensing that Afgan did not want to talk to her. A cold aura began to fill the space inside the car. Inwardly, Melinda felt jealous, sensing that Afgan was paying inappropriate attention to her, the wife he considered cheap. Nevertheless, she promised in her heart to intensify her mission, which was to win Afgan's heart and attention.The car slowly slowed down as it approached the main door of the hotel. Afgan immediately got out of the car and gave the keys to the parking attendant. With quick steps, he walked away, fully focused on pursuing Adelia. Afgan even forgot about Melinda, who was still in the passenger seat.“Afgan!” Melinda shouted, trying to get her
The looks of surprise and annoyance on Afgan and Melinda's faces were piercing, making the atmosphere in Edward's car tense.“What are you doing?” Adelia whispered to Edward shakily, feeling anxious about the situation that had suddenly become very complicated.Edward looked at Adelia with an apologetic expression. “I'm sorry, Adelia. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I just wanted to show my support. I want to have you, Adelia.”However, Adelia didn't have time to consider Edward's explanation. She felt increasingly sandwiched between two conflicting worlds. On the one hand, she felt connected to Edward and felt comfortable in his presence. On the other hand, she still had a complicated history with Afgan.Meanwhile, Afgan and Melinda were in a state of shock and anger. Afgan looked at Adelia with a mixed look on his face, while Melinda seemed to be revealing a cu