Dashtan followed Rakia to their room and found her sitting in front of the dressing table, smearing her face with skincare. Rakia, who saw the man’s arrival, immediately looked sarcastic and finished her activity in front of the mirror. She got up and intended to leave the room, but when she passed Dashtan, she was surprised by the man’s action of kneeling in front of her. “Please, don’t leave me, Rakia... You are everything to me; our marriage means so much to me. I promise I will let Dalilah go.” Dashtan spoke with his face lowered deeply. Rakia sighed harshly; she just stared at the man with all her thoughts raging. She thought about discovering the truth about Dalilah herself, but for now, she didn’t want to see Dashtan around. “If I matter to you, please, just for once, let go of all that ego, but if you can’t, it’s better to let go of me,” Rakia said with her eyes starting to tear up before she cried, she quickly walked away from the man. She went to the kitchen to occupy hers
"Do you still want to go on vacation?" asked Dashtan as he was about to put on his tie. Rakia, who looked ready to go, wore a maroon blazer that covered her black short-sleeved shirt with a high collar. Black material pants that looked slim completed her appearance that morning. She tied her hair, which was starting to extend down her back, in a ponytail and let some of her hair fall to the side of her face. "No, I'm busy," Rakia replied, wearing five-cent heeled shoes with a shiny black pointed toe. "Are you sure? You can go alone if you don't want my company." Dashtan spoke still with his tie undone. Rakia looked at the man who seemed to need help with his necktie. She went over to the man and helped him put on the necktie. Dashtan was a little surprised by the woman's action, who suddenly took over the activity he was currently doing. But he soon let his wife take over. "Had it not been for that news, I would still want to go on vacation and take you along." Rakia acknowledged t
When Rakia arrived home in the afternoon, she found an unpleasant sight. Dashtan and Dalilah were sitting together on the living room sofa in front of the television while the woman was in Dashtan's arms. Rakia felt tiredness and fatigue due to the workload, and pregnancy worsened when she saw her husband looking intimate with his other wife. Realizing Rakia's arrival, Dashtan and Dalilah turned their attention to the woman. They unraveled their current positions, and Dashtan said, "We need to talk." Rakia nodded and followed Dashtan to their room. Rakia, who followed the man, did not wonder what they would discuss. Rakia took off her shoes, taking them off her feet one by one. "Why did you spend that much money on the Oregon hospital in Benjamin's name? Is he blackmailing you again?" Rakia was entirely surprised by the question. She walked over to the bed and sat on its edge. Dashtan waited for the woman's answer, standing up, but she soon walked over to Rakia and sat beside her. "
Rakia was only begrudgingly listening to Dahstan's wishes. The man was currently in a position with his back to her and was frustrated."Ash.""You didn't hear what I said?" Dashtan's tone was cold and threatening. Rakia swallowed with fear and anxiety that began to overwhelm her simultaneously. She decided to leave the man. When she was behind the door of Dashtan's office, Rakia sighed loudly. She thought he would react differently after learning about her pregnancy. She thought Dashtan would be happy and understand why she hid her pregnancy. Rakia went to her room to lie down. Her mind did not stop thinking about Dashtan. All sorts of assumptions were raging in her mind, and almost all were worrying assumptions."What if Dashtan divorces me and chooses Dalilah?" The question echoed in her mind, but the answer was uncertain. She intended to wait for Dashtan to return to the room, but he came at midnight. Rakia was restless and got up from lying; initially, she wanted to find Dashtan
Dashtan was seen talking to a man when Rakia had just exited the cafeteria. Liam caught up with her and stood behind her while looking at Dashtan. “Who do you think he’s looking for?” Liam asked, surprising Rakia. Liam smiled at Rakia’s surprised reaction to not realizing his existence. “You think?” Rakia threw a question at the question. She wasn’t sure how to answer. As the man Dashtan was talking to excused himself, the man turned to the two of them. Dashtan waved with a smile and hurried towards them. Rakia wasn’t sure whether to return Dashtan’s greeting; she turned to Liam, who returned her husband’s small wave. “We need to talk,” Dashtan said, confusing the two. “You mean Rakia?” asked Liam. “No, but you,” Dashtan replied, which made Liam nod. Rakia let out a long sigh and quickly walked away because she felt she was not considered. Dashtan didn’t even look at her. “Kia...,” Liam called out, which made Rakia stop and look back. “Rest if you’re not feeling well.” Liam’s w
The medical team arrived along with the police, while the fire department arrived not long after. Liam immediately lifted Rakia's body onto a gurney with the help of a medical team and was then taken to the ambulance. The firefighters immediately put out the fire that was still raging and engulfed Rakia's car. Liam stayed for a while to watch the extinguishing process and answer questions from two police officers who had come to the scene. Several DS and other television station reporters covered the events at the location and tried to get information. This time, Liam became the journalist's target for information. The medical team had taken Rakia's body to a nearby hospital earlier. Dashtan came to DS shortly after the ambulance carrying Rakia's body left. "Where is Rakia?" Dashtan asked Liam with a panicked look on his face. "The ambulance just left for the hospital," Liam replied, and Dashtan immediately went to his car and followed the ambulance. Before he started the engine, h
Dashtan returned to the hospital after talking to Razak. Doctor Pedro met him just as he arrived at the door of the ICU; he had just come out of the room to check on Rakia. “Do you want to look after her tonight?” Doctor Pedro looked at his son-in-law with a sympathetic gaze. The look on Dashtan’s face couldn’t hide the anxiety that was engulfing him. Dashtan nodded. “You can sleep in my room, because the ICU doesn’t allow anyone in there except the patient.” Doctor Pedro informed, and once again, Dashtan nodded. “Come on, let’s go to the cafeteria for coffee,” Doctor Pedro invited, which Dashtan agreed to. He needed a conversation partner to distract him from worrying about Rakia’s condition. “I told Adeline about Rakia, she’ll be here tomorrow morning to see her. I know it’s worrying but that woman has been through a lot as a journalist. Rakia is a strong woman.” Pedro smiled as his mind recalled Rakia’s vigorous and unyielding figure. As a stepfather, he knew more or less what
Dashtan's words were able to increase the panic and fear Dalilah felt. The woman stared at Dashtan with both eyes perfectly rounded. "W-what do you mean? That person must be lying. I don't know who that person is." Dalilah threw up her defense, to which Dashtan responded with a sarcastic smile. He lowered his raised hand, holding the cell phone to his side, and said, "I'm giving you a choice. Confess now, then I'll divorce you and not take the matter to the law, but if you still want to persist with your lies, you'll lose everything and end up in jail." Dalilah stared at Dashtan with a look full of fear. Her brain was busy thinking of defenses she should say to make him believe her. "Ash, I couldn't possibly do something like that. I am pregnant, so the doctor said, "This is your child; we will live happily." Dalilah was still trying to devise a defense that already sounded disgusting to Dashtan's ears. The man turned around and waved his hand behind him for Dalilah to stop saying