Dinda tried to explain while enduring the pain. “Eko, I really feel sick. My stomach... it hurts so much.”
Mr. Eko shook his head in annoyance. “This is unacceptable, Dinda. You must be professional. We have guests waiting to hear you sing. Don't make excuses!”“I'll fire you, Dinda!Nayla felt angry at Mr. Eko for not caring about Dinda's condition. “I'm sorry, Mr. Eko, but Ms. Dinda is really sick. She needs treatment, not your anger,” she said firmly.Mr. Eko turned to look at Nayla. “And who do you think will replace her? This can't go unpunished.”Nayla took a deep breath, feeling called to help.“I... will replace Dinda singing on stage.”
Eko hissed dismissively at Nayla's words and chuckled.“Just singing, right? I can do it, no need to fire people just because they're sick. It's just a day crowded withEko, who initially doubted Nayla's ability, stood at the back of the room with an impressed face. He hadn't expected Nayla to have such an amazing singing talent.However, Nayla knew that this performance was only the beginning of a long day. She still had to face the many other tasks that awaited her at the café, all without breakfast and with her stomach groaning with hunger.The clientele was growing and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. The once quiet café was now filled with the sounds of chatter and laughter.The tables were filled to capacity, and some customers even had to stand for lack of seats. In the middle of the crowd, Nayla was still standing on the small stage, singing song after song without stopping.The fatigue was getting to her, and her empty stomach was starting to feel more and more painful. She glanced at Eko, who was busy serving customers at the cashier's desk. With a hand
“But she's still weak,” said one of the waiters, trying to discourage Nayla from pushing too hard.“If you don't return to the stage, I... uh, I'll have to go look for Dinda,” Eko threatened, forcing Nayla to hold the microphone.With a heavy sigh, Nayla nodded, “alright. Maybe I can still sing for another hour or two, but after that, make sure I can rest?”Eko nodded confidently and his white teeth were clearly visible under his thick glasses.With small steps, Nayla exited the kitchen and headed to the stage. The number of guests who had come for dinner was quite large. But they were expecting the Dinda they knew, not Nayla.“Uh, who is that? The new singer? Where's our Dinda?” said one of the customers with an unhappy face.“Uh, sorry, my honored guests. Let me introduce our new singer, Almira. I assure you that you will be entertained as Miss Mira's voice a
Eko quickly took a chair and sat next to Nayla. He looked at Nayla with a serious gaze and sighed heavily.Her eyes were already giving a clear answer.“Mm-you mean on the bed?” Nayla rounded her eyes and was surprised.Eko immediately nodded his head and looked back at Nayla expectantly.Nayla shook her head. “I'll just sing. Beyond that I can't do it. Sorry.”Eko swallowed his saliva, his eyes glancing at the front slit of Nayla's dress, the woman did look solid and sexy, “maybe it's because she's pregnant,” Eko muttered to himself.Nayla felt uncomfortable under Eko's gaze. She quickly fixed the position of her dress by pulling it up.“Uhum, this outfit is uncomfortable for me. I'm going to change it.”“Don't change it yet, you still have to sing the last song t
“He... hasn't touched me in a long time,” Sefia said in a trembling voice. Sefia did not dare to tell him the fact that Zavier had never even touched her once, that she was not his child.Their first night was not passed with passion like a newly married couple.Kayla stroked Sefia's cheek. “Don't think about it. Maybe Zav is really busy. But, Mama has some advice for you. Sometimes, women need a little extra effort to remind their husbands how precious you are.”Sefia frowned, unsure. “What do you mean?”Kayla smiled gently. “I want you to try beautifying yourself. Not just on the outside, but also on the inside. I'll help you. We can go to the salon together, try treatments that make you feel better about yourself.”“But, Mama, Zav should love me just the way I am. Why do I have to change just to attract his attention?&rdquo
He deliberately wore a black hat with white pants so as not to look like a powerful Young Master. His appearance was not supposed to be flashy, which was why he told Cahyo to drive away all the subordinates following him.“This is a safe city, no need to protect me like some official is coming! We're just going to dinner anyway,” he ordered Cahyo and Mando who were allowed to follow him.The two men were also dressed casually in jeans, so the three men even looked like young people.They boarded a black car with Mando driving the car and Cahyo sitting on the side. Zavier sat in the back. His hand was holding a cell phone and on the screen was a photo. A photo of Nayla in a sleeping position.He himself could not explain his feelings, between longing, love or the desire for her to remain only his.Zavier clenched one hand into a fist as he thought about how Nayla had t
"You're still the one I run to, the one that I belong to. You're still the one I want for life. You're still the one, the only one I dream of. You're still the one I kiss goodnight"Nayla sang the song soulfully, her voice flowing beautifully through the café. Zavier was hypnotized by Nayla's voice and performance. He felt there was something that touched his heart, something that made him reflect.Cahyo and Mando sitting nearby were also mesmerized by Nayla's voice. They looked at each other, as if agreeing that tonight was something special.Nayla finished her first song to a standing ovation from the audience. She smiled and said thank you. The atmosphere of the café came alive, and Zavier felt a little weight lift off his shoulders.After the song was over, Nayla stepped off the stage and headed for a table where a fat man looked at her without blinking. As per Eko's orders, she brought a special drink made e
Mando and Cahyo followed close behind, as did Eko and Mr. Gibril who looked equally surprised.“Open the car door!” Zavier ordered.Tit tit! Cahyo pressed the remote control and Zavier immediately opened the car door and pushed Nayla into it.“Lock the door!” Zavier ordered as he got into the car.Mando and Cahyo clearly understood their Young Master's instructions. Dashingly, they stood in the way of the car so that Eko and the other servants could not see what was going on inside, and the windows were dark.Inside the car, Nayla was struggling with her breath ragged as Zavier tried to kiss her. He roughly pulled off her hat and grabbed her hair thinking it was a wig.“Let go! You bastard!” Nayla screeched.“You think you can lie to me? You're Nayla! Those two black eyeballs you forgot to paint!”After his words, Zavier held both of Nayla's hands above her head and began to force
The divorce could no longer be prevented by him and there was no reason to keep the woman by his side while he had Sefia with the child she was due to give birth to in the near future.Outside the car, Eko and a few other servants greeted Nayla who strode up to them with questions.“Who is she, Mira?”“Why did he take you there, did he harass you?”“It's a good thing Mr. Gibril managed to call Mr. Won, the head of the security district in this city,” said another servant.They all walked with Nayla into the café while Eko and Gibril and Mr. Won were talking.Mando and Cahyo got into the car and saw Zavier still sitting still as if glued to the car seat. His eyes stared blankly at Nayla's passing as if he had lost hope.“Sir, where are we going?” asked Chayo hesitantly.
Bram paused for a moment, surprised at the sudden change in Nayla's demeanor. “Nayla?” he called, hoping for a response. However, Nayla remained silent. There was no expression on her face, only emptiness. Bram looked at the woman lying before him, her body seemingly lifeless, like a soulless doll.“What are you doing?” asked Bram in a frustrated tone. “Say something! Fight back!”However, Nayla still did not react. She knew the only way to avoid Bram's wishes was to become something uninteresting to him. An emotionless robot. Slowly, the passion in Bram's eyes began to fade. Nayla's blank gaze made him feel helpless. All his desires suddenly vanished.“What are you doing, Nayla?” asked Bram again, this time his voice sounding softer, almost pleading. “Don't be like this...”But Nayla remained silent, her eyes staring deep into the ceiling, as if she was no longer there, as if her soul had drifte
Tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes. “All this time... I took it every day. The medicine she said was to relieve my pain. But that cat... he ate it and...” Nayla took a deep breath, her body feeling even heavier. “If that cat could be lying like this, then what exactly happened to my body? What did it do to me all this time?”Fear began to creep into her mind. “Does Bram know about this? Is this on purpose? Or... am I just a tool for him, to be controlled, nurtured, arranged like a worthless item?” Her mind whirled, trying to find answers to every suspicion that suddenly arose.Her hands squeezed hard on the wheels of the chair supporting her, her body trembling. “I need to stop taking this medicine. But... how long has it been? How much of this medicine has entered my body?”Breathing heavily, Nayla looked up at the sky that suddenly seemed so far away. “What should I do? I can't go on li
Hearing Bram's confession, Nayla was shocked. Her two black eyes widened. “I-I'm not worthy, Bram. Find a partner who is younger and better than me. I'm just a Zavier's wife who has already given birth to a child. I-”“I want you, Nayla!” interrupted Bram as he tore off his shirt, revealing his muscular, boxy body with abs like torn bread.“Hold this!” Bram took Nayla's hand and pressed it to his stomach, “Does Zavier have all this? Am I not handsome enough? Am I not good enough for you?”Nayla withdrew her hand and closed her eyes, horrified and with a trembling voice she said, “you're crazy!”Hearing Nayla's rejection once again, Bram burst out laughing, “yes, I'm crazy for falling in love with someone's wife!”“Go away, Bram. This day has been too shocking. Let me rest!” squealed Nayla in a trembling, frightened voice.Bram looked at Nayla's trembling body
He pulled back the comfort woman and kissed her again in front of Nayla. “Look, she even rejected me when she was not as beautiful as you. What can one expect from a woman in a wheelchair?”“How arrogant!”In front of Nayla, Bram tore off the entertainer's clothes and crushed her front.Seeing the unseemly scene before her, Nayla once again turned the wheelchair around and pushed it with both hands as hard as she could to leave the living room which was already enveloped in Bram's huge laughter and the giggles of the comfort woman she was fondling.Bam!Nayla closed the door and locked it from the inside. Tears streamed down her cheeks. “I have to get out of here! I have to go back and find Zavier and my son! I have to leave this hellhole without recovering!”Nayla beat her immobilized legs. As a result, she fell out of her wheelchair.Nayla beat her legs in frustration. Her body trembled, tears flo
“Wait!” Nayla pulled his hand away and tried to prevent him from leaving, because she felt guilty, having misunderstood the Doctor who had sincerely cared for her all this time.Doctor Bram grunted, took a deep breath and chose to remain silent.“I'm sorry, I-, I'm not doubting your abilities, Bram. It's just that this is really painful and debilitating for me. I'm afraid I might become paralyzed.”Bram turned his head, seeing Nayla's teary eyes, he immediately grabbed her in a hug and planted a kiss on her thin lips.“N-no, don't!” Nayla tried to resist as Bram's movements grew wilder and he pinned her down on the bed.“No, I...!“I love Zavier!”Nayla's words made Bram stop his movements. He lifted his head from the crook of Nayla's neck and looked at her deeply with a look of disappointment on his face.“If you want my body, then you only get a flavorless body, beca
Nayla looked at Bram in confusion. “But it's been weeks, Doctor Bram... Why does it feel like there's no improvement at all?”Bram smiled gently, touching Nayla's cheek with his warm palm. “Every wound takes time, Nayla. You have to trust me. I only want the best for you,” he said in a voice full of confidence. “Look, I'm always here, looking after you. I won't let you be in pain.”“Don't tell me that you don't doubt my sincerity?”Hearing that, Nayla lowered her head.Although the man's words sounded caring, there was something in Bram's tone that made Nayla feel uneasy. She felt trapped by Bram's excessive attention, like a bird in a golden cage.Her leg, which was supposed to heal, was becoming more painful every day. Every time the pain came, Bram would come up with drugs that would temporarily relieve the pain, only to have it return within a few hours.He felt like there was no progress a
In the dark and quiet night, Fernando carefully guided Joen through the hallways of the house. They moved at a slow pace, avoiding any corners that could potentially be seen by Sefia or Kayla. Fernando had planned everything carefully. He knew when the guards would make their rounds and knew where the hidden places in the house were.When they arrived near their father's room, Fernando whispered to Joen, “Wait here. I'll make sure the way is clear.”Joen nodded and waited with his heart beating fast. A few minutes later, Fernando returned and nodded. “Hurry up, Joen. Now is the time.”Joen carefully opened the door to Zavier's room and stepped inside. The dim light from the bedside lamp made the room look gloomy. Inside, Zavier sat in his wheelchair, his gaze blank, directed at the window. His face looked tired and dull, unlike his father who was always cheerful and full of enthusiasm.“Papa Puzzle...” Joen called out i
Out there, however, a new storm was approaching. Kayla, with her newly acquired assets, started planning her next move. She knew that the game wasn't over yet.She still had bigger plans, plans that could destroy everything if not faced carefully. And he knew that just one wrong move could make everything fall apart.Meanwhile, in the corner of the dark room, Zavier continued to stare out the window blankly.Life may have betrayed him, but in his heart, there was still a little hope left-hope to rediscover the love and trust he lost. However, would it ever happen, or was it just an empty hope in the midst of growing darkness?Zavier slowly stood up on his feet. “My leg is getting better. But what am I looking for?”Zavier was confused as to whether he should go looking for Nayla or accept a life with Sefia.That woman had taken care of him all this time while Nayla only knew how to hurt him.In his mind, Nayla's shadow con
As the two of them stood outside the parking lot, Cahyo felt that his approach today had been quite successful. This moment, though seemingly small, had provided an unexpected emotional closeness. Kayla seemed more relaxed and perhaps a little more open after the incident.“Perhaps it is time to continue our discussion further,” Cahyo said in a gentle, understanding tone.In the moving car. Cahyo deliberately slowed down the car.“If there's anything else you want to talk about or questions that need answering, I'm here to help.”Kayla looked at Cahyo with a softer gaze than before. “All right, Cahyo. I will consider your offer and get back to you in the near future.”Cahyo felt relieved and satisfied with tonight's outcome. Although he initially felt disgusted and uncomfortable, he began to realize that this interaction could be a positive step in achieving his goal.As they parted ways having already rea