It is unclear how long they were asleep, but in their dream world, there were no burdens, no tension, only peace and tranquility that took them far away from the chaotic reality. In the embrace of the quiet night and the beautiful music that flowed, Nayla and Zavier found the tranquility they were seeking, even if only for a moment.
The next morning, the tension still lingered in the air. Nayla and Zavier didn't even have time for breakfast. Silently, they prepared to leave, gathering all the necessary supplies for the trip to Jakarta. Every movement they made was filled with tense tension, as if the silence in the house could hide all the unspoken disagreements.
Without much talk, they both hurried to the car, slipping into the silence that filled the car's interior. Although they sat side by side, the distance between them felt vast. Their gazes avoided each other, and a tense atmosphere replaced the lost conversation.
Nayla felt her decision was final. She didn't want to delay any longer, but she had to visit Xander first.They arrived in Xander Abraham's room, and the scene inside made the atmosphere even more tense.Xander looked pale and weak, sitting in a wheelchair with a vacant stare towards the window. Next to him, Kayla, his second wife, sat with an enthusiastic demeanor.When Sefia entered the room, Kayla greeted her with a warm smile and a hug, as if they had a very close relationship."Sefia, Mom misses you so much, dear. Ahh, you look even more beautiful, sweetheart," Kayla greeted.Nayla felt discomfort creeping within her as Kayla cast an unfriendly glance in her direction. She felt the cold touch of that gaze, as if surrounded by a demeaning presence.But she chose to remain steadfast amidst all that, trying not to be affected by Kayla's clearly disdainful a
They had arrived at the doctor's office, sitting in front of the desk with tension palpable in the air. Nayla felt her heart racing faster, worried about Xander's health condition.Zavier held Nayla's hand, but the woman repeatedly brushed it off because she truly wanted to free herself from that man. Nayla chose to sit a bit farther from Zavier, causing the man's expression to grow colder.The doctor lifted his head from Xander's medical file, his face serious as he delivered the verdict."Sorry, but the heart condition of the patient named Xander Abraham is quite serious. This is coronary heart disease that requires careful and consistent treatment. I will recommend some actions that need to be taken immediately."Nayla was startled to hear the doctor's diagnosis. Her memory was instantly transported back to the past, where her father had left them due to a similar heart disease. Fear and anxiety o
"You'll come home with me," Zavier said with a cold stare.Unexpectedly, Nadira shook her head firmly."Zavier, I have to go back to Bogor," Nayla said firmly."I-I won't go back there again," Nayla said in a hoarse voice.Zavier, although somewhat surprised by Nayla's decision, tried to understand her. "But, Nayla, wouldn't it be better if you just stayed in Jakarta? You don't have anyone in Jakarta and the trip to Bogor takes time.""I haven't agreed to the divorce either," Zavier continued, turning his gaze elsewhere. The man tucked his hands into his pockets and looked cold, expressionless.Nayla shook her head firmly. "I need time for myself, Zavier. I need solitude and space to reflect."Zavier turned and looked at Nayla with a tense face, surprised by the sharp reaction Nayla had thrown at him. Nevertheless, he tried to ease the te
A moment later, Xander told them to go home so he could rest. Before Zavier left, again... Xander whispered to Zavier to have children soon.Zavier smiled and gave a thumbs-up to make his father happy, while Nayla's face turned red with embarrassment.She also heard the whispers and the thumbs-up given by Xander, and of course, she understood it.After the emotional meeting in Xander's room, Nayla and Zavier walked out of the hospital, still lost in the impressions from their conversation with their father.They did not hold hands at all. Nayla deliberately walked behind Zavier and matched their steps so she wouldn't bump into the tall man in front of her."Are you okay, Nayla?" Zavier asked, glancing back for a moment to see the worried expression on his wife's face.Nayla nodded weakly, trying to calm herself. "Yes, I'm fine, Zavier. Just a bit touched by D
Nayla thought for a moment, Zavier's behavior was very strange. He was never that warm, but it couldn't be denied that Nayla felt her heart warm at the idea."Are you really sure?""I don't understand, you agree to the divorce and also want a child?" she asked doubtfully.Zavier nodded firmly. "Absolutely sure. We can handle everything. Let's start by having a child first. What do you think?" Zavier then carry up Nayla and ran up the stairs."Eh, let go, Zavier. This is terrifying!" Nayla exclaimed in fear and immediately wrapped her arms tightly around the man's neck. Meanwhile, Zavier chuckled at his wife's reaction.Once in the room, Zavier immediately laid Nayla on the bed and kissed her with longing."Zav ... hum." Nayla was not allowed to say too much. In the midst of their heavy breathing, the two individuals exchanged glances, filled with courage and confiden
With determined steps, Nayla rose from her seat and walked towards her room. She felt a new energy flowing within her, an energy to discover her true self and take control of her life.At that moment, amidst the darkness enveloping the luxurious house, Nayla felt a strong vibration within herself. The vibration of strength that made her confident that she could overcome any obstacles in her path."He will see that I am no longer the weak Nayla," Nayla whispered to herself while wiping away the tears still flowing down her cheeks. "I will become the strong and resilient Nayla."With unwavering determination, Nayla prepared to face all the challenges that awaited her. She knew that the journey to happiness would not be easy, but she was ready to move forward without a hint of doubt.She quickly put on her clothes and left the house by taking an online taxi.Directly heading to Bogo
Early in the morning, the scorching sun had not yet fully illuminated the still quiet hospital corridor. The young doctor quickly stepped into Xander's room, the main patient.In the quiet hospital room, Xander lay on the white bed with a pale face. Every second felt so long for him, thinking about the increasingly fragile state of his household.He did not want his son's divorce from Nayla.That morning, the familiar footsteps of the young doctor broke the silence. With a friendly smile, he greeted Xander who was sitting on the bed, waiting for his arrival."Good morning, Mr. Xander," said the young doctor while examining Xander's medical record.Xander looked at the doctor with a faint smile. "Good morning. I am very healthy, it's just that what's inside here is very full, isn't it?" Xander pointed his index finger to his forehead."Everyone has problems to
The assistant named Bob immediately left his house and drove to the hospital where Sefia was undergoing surgery.Outside, the atmosphere of the hospital that morning was still quiet. Bob walked quickly, searching for Zavier around the hospital area. He knew that persuading Zavier wouldn't be easy, especially if Zavier decided to stay there.It was impossible for him to contact Zavier with his phone and just tell him to meet Xander. Their young master didn't even work today just to accompany Sefia, this alone shows how important his ex-girlfriend's position is in the man's heart.Bob swallowed his saliva, wondering if Zavier would become furious if he delivered Xander's message.It didn't take long for the assistant to find Zavier. He saw Zavier's tense figure, standing in the hospital corridor with a deep, worried gaze.Zavier looked uneasy, biting his lip hard while staring at t
***Happy ending***Zavier smiled coldly, his gaze calculating. “They conspired,” he replied in a low but firm tone. “They stole Nayla's identity and made my wife suffer through memory loss. They played with her life, erasing the precious memories we once had. If they think they can get away with it, they're sadly mistaken.”His assistant remained calm on the other end of the line, waiting for further instructions. “What is your plan, sir?”Zavier stared far ahead, his eyes filled with determination. “Reclaim her face,” he said meaningfully, ”and let the fake forget her memory. Make her feel what Nayla experienced. If they dare to take my wife's life, then I will take back what they stole. The face they created, the memories they formed... let it all crumble and perish.”His assistant nodded on the other end of the line, understanding what Zavier meant. “Yes, sir. I will arrange everything.
Sefia gasped and turned her head quickly, her eyes showing obvious shock. “Oh, Zavier... I just... had some sudden business,” she stammered. “You don't need to worry. It's just a short meeting.”However, Zavier did not simply believe her. There was something in the woman's demeanor that made him suspicious, and his desire to find out more surfaced strongly.Without saying anything else, he let Sefia go first, but not long after, Zavier got into his car and started following behind.Zavier kept his distance, making sure that Sefia did not notice his presence. He drove slowly, following Sefia's car carefully. Every turn the woman took further emphasized Zavier's suspicions. “What is she really hiding?” he muttered to himself.“She doesn't look like the Nayla that belongs to me, her eyes, her voice are different, and her height. Why did I never realize that?&rdq
“Sara, a-I'll give you an extra fee... for... for what happened last night.”Hearing that, Sara's eyes rounded and a pile of tears began to gather rapidly.Those words pierced Sara's heart. It was as if everything that happened between them was just a transaction, not something that had meaning.Her face that had been full of love turned into unbearable anger. “Pay?” she snarled in a sharp voice, her eyes looking at Bram with disappointment.“So, you think I'm just a servant who can be bought? What happened last night is just something you can pay me to erase?”Bram was silent, not expecting Sara's reaction to be that harsh. He opened his mouth, trying to find words to defuse the situation, but Sara continued before he could speak.“I'm not something you can bargain with, honorable Mr. Bram! Whatever happened last nig
His ears seemed to be deaf to the words Sara threw out. To him, in that drunken state, Sara was Nayla coming back to him, and this was a chance to embrace the woman he had been longing for.“Don't leave again, Nayla... please...” she whispered desperately, holding Sara's body on the bed. Tearing off the clothes she was wearing and starting to nuzzle Sara's slender neck.Sara tried to push Bram away, trying to snap him out of his drunken stupor. “Mr. Bram, this is not Nayla! You're drunk! Let go of me!” she said in a loud and trembling voice. However, her efforts were not strong enough to sober Bram up.Feelings of fear and confusion mixed in Sara's mind. She knew that this man was obsessed with Nayla, but she never expected to be in this situation.In a last ditch effort, she gathered all the strength she had and managed to break free from Bram's grip, roll off the bed, and escape out of the room as quickly as possible, leaving Bra
Nadia's face-or Nayla, as it often crossed his mind-was so similar to the one he remembered as the wife he loved. Not just in terms of physical appearance, but also in the way she spoke, her gentle smile, and the way she looked at Zavier as if recognizing the deepest part of his soul. Every glance, every body movement, felt like an inexplicable déjà vu.Her lips and her kiss.However, the woman now in his home-who he had always believed to be Nayla-felt different.It was as if something was missing, something unseen but felt. Her gaze was empty and distant, her touch no longer providing the warmth they once shared.“Have I been blinded by my desperation to get my wife back? Is that woman really Nayla?” Zavier thought.Zavier clasped his head with both hands, trying to calm the turmoil of his feelings. If this Nadia was the real Nayla, then who was the wo
Zavier immediately turned to Nayla, who was now sitting upright on the sofa with her hair tousled and her eyes half open. He knew that the situation could get ugly if he didn't get things under control soon.“Nayla, calm down,” he said in a soothing tone on his cell phone. “I'm helping someone who needs help. There's nothing for you to worry about.”However, those words were not enough to calm Sefia down. “Helping someone? In the middle of the night like this? And that woman's voice, why is she with you?” Sefia was getting more and more agitated, her voice portraying a burning anger and jealousy.Zavier let out a long breath, realizing that a simple explanation would not be enough to ease the anger of the woman who claimed to be his wife.“Nadia is facing a complicated situation, and I can't just leave her. Believe me, I didn't do anything wrong,” she r
Zavier looked at her deeply, as if trying to find the answer behind Nadia's eyes. “Maybe there's something in you that's more than just a similar face to Nayla. Maybe, somehow, we once had more of a connection than we realized.”“Or... are you the real Nayla?” asked Zavier, but the question was more to himself as Nadia just looked at him with a sad face.They sat in silence for a while, enjoying the warmth that still remained from that moment. Although there was a lot of confusion and questions still hanging in the air, both of them felt a strange but real bond, as if fate had brought them back together after a long time apart.The rain began to fall heavily outside, droplets soaking the windows and a soft, soothing rhythm could be heard.Zavier looked out for a moment before turning back to Nayla. Without saying much, he led her to the living room. They walked slowly, feeling the silence filled only by the sound of the rain drippi
Zavier took another step towards Nayla and said, “You rest inside and I'll take Joen home first. After that, I'll come and bring some food for you, okay?”Nayla nodded obediently and gave a warm smile and waved goodbye to Joen.They got back into the car, and Zavier drove Joen home.Along the way, his mind was spinning, thinking of the steps to take. Who exactly was the woman he brought to the empty house? Was she really the real Nayla, or just the result of Bram's crazy obsession with creating a clone?The questions kept swirling in his mind, and Zavier knew that the answers he would find might change everything.After ensuring Joen's safe return, Zavier quickly returned to the empty house. He had to talk to the woman, find out who she really was, and what was really going on. In his heart, Zavier hoped that the truth, no matter how hard it was, would come out so that everyone involved could find the peace that had been taken from thei
Having run out of steam to vent his anger, Bram shuffled towards his room. The door slammed loudly behind him, signaling that he didn't want to be disturbed.Sara stood at the door, while several servants began to organize to clean up the broken glass scattered in the living room.Moments later, there was the sound of a bottle being opened and the smell of alcohol spreading from behind the door. Bram took a rough swig of liquor, trying to shake off the deep frustration and emptiness.He felt like he had done everything-transforming Sefia into Nayla's likeness, and thinking he could slowly possess Nayla-but in reality, the real Nayla still eluded him.In that dark room, Bram felt completely defeated. No matter how much he tried to control the situation, reality always made him feel like he was chasing a shadow that he could never reach.The man occasionally shouted, startling Sara. However, the woman remained faithful and behind the door of the room