Afgan cleaned himself up quickly, feeling that something had to be done before the morning was over. With steady steps, he strode towards the ladies' room.However, halfway there, he stopped his steps. There, he met Edward who had the same destination, heading towards the ladies' room. Edward also stopped his steps and waited for Afgan's reaction.A sharp gaze and sarcastic words began to be spoken. “What are you doing here? To pick up my wife?” Afgan asked in a tone that was full of emphasis on the word ‘wife’.Edward smiled coldly, happy to challenge Afgan. “Of course. I'd like to take your wife to breakfast together, or would you like to swap partners occasionally and let me have breakfast with Melinda? Your light lover?” Edward said the words deliberately, creating tension between them.Edward deliberately said “Bright lover” because the two shamele
Adelia felt her heart racing, nearing its limit as she felt Afgan's presence so deeply. Both of her hands rested on her husband's broad chest.That intense gaze stirred up a flurry of feelings that she had been trying to contain for a long time. She felt a strange vibration that made her body tremble, trapped in Afgan's powerful magnetism.The man who became her husband was too handsome and charming beyond his arrogant attitude and cold nature. Adelia could feel the rush of Afgan's breath and the minty aroma of his mouth.“Af ... gan,” Adelia called in a trembling voice.In this state of tension, she found it difficult to resist the urge that was growing inside her.Afgan brought his face closer to Adelia's, feeling his breath mingling with that of the woman before him. He found it difficult to contain his urges.However, at this crucial moment, b
Afgan felt deeply jealous when he saw Edward taking Adelia swimming in the artificial lake in the tourism village.Afgan's eyes widened at the sight of their closeness, and his jealousy intensified when Edward gave Adelia a warm smile.Afgan tried to hide his complicated feelings behind a fake smile, but in his heart, he felt torn seeing Adelia so close to Edward.Meanwhile, Adelia was as calm and friendly as ever. She chose to wear a modest t-shirt and trousers for swimming, while Melinda, who was also swimming, looked seductive in her thin swimsuit.Although Melinda stole the show with her sexy look, Edward kept an admiring eye on Adelia. Unlike Melinda who tries to attract attention with her physical appearance, Adelia fascinates Edward with her charming personality and incredible intelligence. Afgan, on the other hand, was disgusted that Melinda was displaying so much flesh on her body.&n
The ambulance sped through the city streets towards the hospital. Adelia was still lying in it, but seemed to be regaining consciousness.Afgan sat beside her with a worried look, still pondering the events in the artificial pond. Upon arriving at the hospital, the paramedics immediately took Adelia to the Emergency Room (ER), followed by Afgan who tried to follow them as quickly as possible.At the ER, doctors quickly examined Adelia. After conducting some tests and further examinations, the doctor gave Afgan good news, “There is no major problem with Adelia's head being knocked. She just needs rest and further monitoring. We will keep her here for a few days to make sure there are no other complications.”Afgan was relieved to hear the news. He smiled slightly, feeling grateful that Adelia would be okay. “Thank you, doctor. Can I see her now?” Afgan asked politely.The docto
The exhibition went on successfully without Adelia and Afgan. Melinda took over the tasks that Adelia should have done while Edward took over Afgan's work by occasionally coordinating video calls with Afgan.“How's Adelia?” asked Edward during a video call to show the excitement and enthusiasm of the exhibitors.Afgan immediately turned the screen of his phone to take a picture of Adelia who was fast asleep.“She's so beautiful, even when she's asleep,” said Edward unknowingly, making Afgan immediately angry and turning off the call unilaterally.“That's good, he praised my wife.” Afgan spoke to himself in annoyance and turned off his cell phone. He didn't want to be disturbed by any calls at the moment. He gently gazed at Adelia's face as she slept peacefully.“It's beautiful,” Afgan said while adjusting some of Adelia's small hair
As soon as he heard Adelia's voice, Adelia's father immediately opened the door curiously.“Uh, who is that guy? Why isn't it Afgan? Why did you come home with another man? Uh, what a nice car!”Before Adelia could answer her father's question, the old man was already staring in amazement at Edward's black sports car.Edward just smiled warmly and then introduced himself to Adelia's father politely.“Introductions, my name is Edward Ofel.”“Edward Ofel? You're the rich son of the Ofel Kingdom?” Adelia's father smiled kindly although he still looked a little suspicious.“Greetings, Edward. I'm sorry if I look a little surprised. We're not used to seeing Adelia coming home with a male companion, let alone in a car as cool as this.” Adelia's father reached out to shake hands with Edward.
Afgan returned Adelia's gaze with a feeling that he himself did not understand.“Sorry, I didn't mean...” Adelia felt awkward and struggled to continue her sentence.“I like sleeping on the floor,” Afgan said and laid himself down on the floor.However, the rich man couldn't stand the cold. Immediately, he sneezed a few times and shivered.Adelia sympathized with Afgan's situation. She kept all her anger and disappointment to herself.Hatchyii! Hatcyiiii!Afgan was heard sneezing once again.Adelia immediately pulled Afgan's hand so that he stood up and sat on the edge of the bed. “Don't be stubborn. Sleep here. My bed is small, but it still fits the two of us.”Afgan looked at Adelia with sparkling eyes and then hugged her tightly and they slept in the cramped confines of Adelia's small bed.Afgan loved the way Adelia's scent made him feel, so the exhausted man quickly fell asleep.
Bam!The door was closed roughly by Adelia's father with a chuckle.“Don't come out if you haven't made it!” he shouted from outside the door.Meanwhile, in the room, Afgan looked at Adelia with a serious look. Adelia's bright red face provoked Afgan to mock her.“You're so red, don't tell me you're imagining things that aren't true?”Adelia raised her head and looked into Afgan's eyes. “No, this is all a misunderstanding. I don't know what to answer.”Adelia was about to step into the bathroom, but Afgan immediately pulled her up and pushed her onto the bed.“Don't we have a job to do?” asked Afgan as he leaned over Adelia's small body, supporting her with both hands so that their faces were very close.“It's ... it's all just a misunderstanding,” Adelia sai
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