Nayla Pratama was forced to marry Zavier, who had suffered a brain injury and was in a coma, because he needed money for his sister's medical treatment, and in return, all expenses would be covered by the Abraham family. For two years, Nayla took care of Zavier in a house separate from the Abraham family, and she began to love the man and cared for him sincerely, no longer thinking about the reward she would receive from the Abraham family. Two years passed after he regained consciousness, and during that time, Nayla felt that Zavier was only using her body to satisfy his desires without being able to reciprocate the love she had given him wholeheartedly. In fact, Zavier always visits Sefia Putri, his former lover whom he still keeps, because he still believes that Sefia is the one who has always taken care of him and considers Nayla to be just a paid wife who only needs money. Nayla finally filed for divorce from Zavier because she could no longer bear the unreciprocated love she had been giving all this time. Does Zavier accept this divorce? Of course not! Follow the story further, how they will be brought together and face conflicts that will make your emotions go up and down!
view moreZavier stood up from his chair and walked slowly toward the screen with great interest. The heavy rain and darkness of the night made the image a little blurry, but he could recognize Nayla. She looked very uncomfortable, standing with her body soaked, shivering from the cold. Seeing Nayla's condition, Zavier felt a mixture of worry and confusion.“This really can't be,” Zavier muttered to himself. “Why is she still here in this state?”Without thinking, Zavier decided to open the door. He stepped out, and the heavy rain greeted him. Quickly, he approached Nayla, who did not seem to notice Zavier's arrival due to her extremely uncomfortable condition.“Nayla!” Zavier called out to her in a worried tone, making Nayla turn her head with difficulty.Nayla looked up at Zavier with eyes full of despair. Her body was shivering, and rainwater was running down her hair. “Zavier,” her voice was barely audible in the
With renewed vigor, Zavier returned to his physiotherapy session the next day. He worked hard to refine every step, keeping every movement accurate and strong. He started to see some small improvements, such as increased mileage and decreased pain, which gave him new hope.The security guards, who had witnessed Zavier's struggle, offered praise and encouragement. “You are doing a very good job, Zavier. Every day you show progress, albeit slow. Stay focused and keep trying.”Zavier responded with a faint smile, feeling more motivated. “Thank you. I'll keep trying hard. I can't give up now.”Over the next few weeks, Zavier continued training with unwavering dedication. He faced adversity and progress with the same attitude. Every day was an opportunity to improve, and Zavier made the most of every opportunity.The days passed with a struggle that was not in vain. With great perseverance, Zavier began to feel the results of his effort
Nadira sensed the sincerity in Michael's words, but she also began to feel anxious about the developing situation. She wanted to believe that Michael could balance his care and affection, but she also felt the need to discuss their feelings honestly.Meanwhile, Michael felt torn between two very important women in his life. He had to find a way to provide fair support to Nayla, while still maintaining a strong relationship with Nadira.Although he felt capable of loving and caring for both, the emotional and practical challenges he faced left him feeling depressed.Lying was all he could think of at the moment.Michael knew that in order to realize this plan, he would have to be very careful and thoughtful in handling all the relationships and feelings involved. He hoped that with time and effort, they could all find the best way out of this very complicated situation.Zavier sat in the hospital's physiotherapy exercise room, his face reddened from
With reddened eyes, Michael looked at Nayla. “That man doesn't know any better. After all you've done for him, he repays you in this way.”Nayla, who was still in a weakened state, could only stare blankly. Michael's anger did not make her feel any better, and she felt too tired to respond. Michael, feeling extremely angry and frustrated, stood by Nayla's bedside with an expression full of resentment.However, although Michael's anger towards Zavier was apparent, he took no concrete steps to help Nayla.Michael massaged his own forehead in agitation. Michael felt that this situation, although extremely distressing, was something that Nayla had to deal with on her own. He felt that Nayla should no longer be with a man who so disrespected her.Inwardly, Michael monologued, “It's good that they are divorced. I... I'll have you after everything breaks up! Nadira and Nayla will be mine alone!”“What a disappointment,”
The handsome man looked helpless, sharing his feelings with two women he thought were equally important.Nadira looked at her husband with a sad face, realizing how much more Michael's attention seemed to be focused on Nayla. “I understand. And I don't want to make you feel pressured or burdened. But I also find it difficult. We need to be able to share our care and love at times like this.”Michael approached Nadira and took her hand again gently. “Nadira, I really appreciate your understanding and support. I know this is not an easy situation for you. I promise I will do my best to divide my time and attention between you and Nayla.”“She is on the fifth floor of the hospital. How about I give her a quick nudge and see if I can help? After that, I'll come back here for you.”Nadira nodded gently, trying to calm her feelings. “I just want you to know how important it is for me to feel cared for and loved. I know
Nayla was brought to the hospital, still in a weakened state and very shaken. She felt like all the hopes and dreams she had were shattered.At the hospital, Nayla was surrounded by doctors and nurses trying to stabilize her. She couldn't speak clearly or explain her feelings. All that was on her mind were images of Joen and the inability to fight this.Nayla received treatment for her mental state as well, a deep sense of sadness and stress plaguing every corner of her mind.When Nayla woke up from her stupor, she felt like she had just woken up from a nightmare. With deep pain in her heart, she knew she had to take legal steps to fight the divorce petition and Zavier's custody. She couldn't let Joen go without a fight.The doctors and nurses provided the support Nayla needed, and she felt a little calmer with their care and help. Despite the sadness and pain, Nayla was determined to fight back and fight for her rights as a mother. She realized that no m
Fernando initially felt confused and somewhat uncomfortable seeing Joen talking to himself, standing at the door and watching curiously. He could not fully understand why Joen was talking to herself, and felt awkward not knowing how to respond.However, over time, Fernando began to feel intrigued. He saw how serious and excited Joen was while putting together the puzzle, and he realized how much effort Joen was putting in. Fernando decided to sit near Joen and watch more closely, hoping to get a better understanding of what Joen was doing.Joen, who suddenly noticed Fernando's presence, felt embarrassed and stopped for a moment. He turned his head and saw Fernando sitting nearby, Fernando's attentive gaze making him feel awkward. “Oh, hi, Brother Fernando. Have you been here long?”Fernando felt a little hesitant but tried to speak politely, replying, “Yes, I just came. I saw you talking to yourself and... I was curious about what you were doin
Fernando, who was reluctant at first, finally couldn't resist his curiosity. “That puzzle looks difficult. I'm not sure we can solve it.”Joen smiled broadly. “Let's give it a try. I'm sure we can do it together. After all, I love doing puzzles, and I think it'll be more fun if we do it together.”It was a puzzle of airplane pieces. Fernando loved airplanes, so his curiosity made him want to touch the puzzle even more.Fernando began to feel moved by Joen's enthusiasm, eventually sitting down at the puzzle table and starting to help. Although he still looked cold, his demeanor began to soften little by little. Joen, who was very good at putting together puzzles, demonstrated his skills with great confidence, and Fernando began to get involved in the activity.Over the next few days, Joen continued to try to get Fernando to play different types of puzzles and other games. He patiently showed Fernando how to put together the intricat
Zavier allowed Fernando to visit them because he felt that the two boys were his children. They should at least get to know each other.Joen saw Fernando's presence, trying to greet him in a friendly manner. “Hello, I'm Joen! I just moved here. Do you want to play puzzles with me?”Fernando snorted, with a face that showed no friendly expression, just staring at Joen with a cold gaze. “Puzzle? I don't like puzzles. Some people's game.”Zavier had just come out of the room and saw the situation, trying to bridge the tension. “Fernando, this is Joen, Papa's son. He just moved here and probably needs a friend. Maybe you can play together.”Fernando furrowed his brow and replied in a gruff tone, “I don't want to play with the new kid. I already have my own friends.”Joen looked a little surprised and disappointed by Fernando's response. He tried not to let those feelings interfere with his enthusiasm. &ld
“L-Let me go!” Nayla Pratama exclaimed in a stifled voice and tried to resist. Her beautiful eyes stared intently at Zavier Abraham.Her smooth shoulders were grabbed tightly and her beautiful body was thrown down on the luxurious mattress they had throughout their marriage for the past two years.“This is your duty! Shut up and obey!” Zavier's voice was loud and insistent. The man immediately moved to fulfill his inner demands without regard for his wife's feelings of suffering and not accepting Zavier's harsh treatment.Nayla grasped the bed sheet beside her tightly, enduring the pain on the sensitive spots all over her body while looking at the ceiling of the room, with a sad look and tears gathering in her eyes.“Zavier... Please slow down...”However, Nayla's hoarse voice was ignored by Zavier who was busy fulfilling his desire.Some time later, Zavier finished and immediately got up while taking his bathrobe.With a flat expression, he left his wife's body and stepped into the ba...
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