“Y-you!” Nayla pointed her index finger at Sefia with reddened eyes.
“What am I? Come on, say it and defend your disgusting self in Zavier's eyes!”Just as Nayla was about to say more, two nurses suddenly approached them.“Sorry, this is a hospital. Please get out of here and maybe we can talk about something else outside the hospital. A patient by the name of Mr. Zavier has called us to make sure you are not outside his room again as he can hear everything you say.”Michael nodded and pulled Nayla's hand again, “Let's go to Nadira's room!”Nayla wanted to speak up, but the words were swallowed in her throat as the nurse gave them a sharp look to keep them quiet.A moment later, Zavier, who was still inside his room, could feel the change in atmosphere outside. His curiosity was getting the better of him. Had they dispersed already? What was really going on?Sefia was still busy with her phone so she walked further and further, not knowing that Zavier needed help.A nurse came in, looking surprised at Zavier who had just woken up. “Mr. Zavier, how are you?”“I feel very sick,” Zavier replied. “But... why can't I move my legs? I can't feel them at all.”The nurse nodded, “Alright, I'll call the Doctor to check on you.”But before the nurse left, Zavier asked again, “Who was looking after me all this time? I remember there was someone...”The nurse smiled gently. “You got the best care from our team and some of your closest people. Your wife is one of them.”“Who?”“Mrs. Sefia,” the nurse said in a caring tone. “She comes by often to make sure you're okay.”Zavier frowned, trying to recall the face that clouded the memories in his m
Michael felt cornered. He let out a long sigh of disappointment. He had always been by their side, but it was Zavier's presence that the little girl he loved so much had been waiting for.Nayla stood by the bed, her eyes trying to hold back the tears. She looked at Joen with a broken heart, but the words never left her lips.A sense of helplessness filled her. She knew that explaining the situation to her little boy was extremely difficult, and right now, she felt that no words were enough to comfort or give the right answers.“Where's Papa Puzzle?”Seeing how tired and devastated Nayla was, Michael, who had come with Nayla, felt a deep sadness. He approached Nayla and placed a hand on her shoulder gently. “Nayla, you look very tired,” he said in a soft voice. “Why don't I take you home to rest?”Nayla turned to Michael, exhaustion and despair evident on her face. After a few seconds
Along the way, Nayla gazed out of the window with far-flung thoughts, trying to find calm amidst the emotional turmoil that engulfed her life.Silence fell in the car as Michael tried to broach the subject, but Nayla didn't seem interested in answering too much.“Why don't we stop by the store for a quick puzzle?” Michael asked.“Whatever, but Joen's puzzles are too many,” Nayla replied curtly. She would rather get home quickly than stop to buy something.“Are you hungry? Shall we get some snacks or ice cream?”Nayla shook her head and sighed heavily.Michael finally felt defeated and continued on his way without intending to say more.Although despair and sadness still weighed heavily on Nayla's heart, she tried to stay strong for Joen and for herself.Michael, on the other hand, tried to give Nayla the support and strength she needed, even though he himself felt burdened by the uncertainty
She was too immersed in the conversation, her smile triumphant as she reported to Kayla about her accomplishments.“Kayla, you know, I really thought that all this could help me,” Sefia said in a cheerful tone. “Zavier really believes in me now.”Kayla replied in an enthusiastic tone, “That's great, Sefia. So, you really managed to convince him?”Sefia laughed softly. “Of course. I have to keep up my appearance in front of Zavier so that he still feels like I'm the one who's always there for him.”At that moment, Joen wheeled the wheelchair into the room with the help of the nurse. With determination and the spirit of a child, he entered the room slowly, his eyes searching for the figure he missed so much.Seeing Zavier lying on the bed, Joen immediately recognized his father despite his less than ideal condition.“Papa Puzzle!” Joen exclaimed in a hopeful tone. “Papa, I'm her
“But, it's time to go back to your room. Papa needs rest and so do you.”Joen looked at Sefia with sad eyes. “But I haven't finished talking to Papa yet.”Zavier looked at Joen with affection. “Joen, dear. You should go back now. But remember, Papa is always thinking about you and will get better soon.”Joen nodded slowly, although tears were about to fall from his eyes. “All right, Papa. I'll be back. But please get well soon, okay?”Zavier nodded hopefully. “I will try. Thank you for coming, dear.”A moment later, a nurse entered Zavier's room.The nurse gently moved Joen back to his wheelchair and helped him out of the room. Joen looked once more at his father before the door closed.Zavier, lying in bed, stared at the door with deep emotion and longing. He felt how much his son's visit meant to him, despite the difficult circumstances.After Joen left, Sefia breath
“Yes. I'll tell Mando to continue the process. He will deliver the required documents. That woman signed them a long time ago.”“So why haven't you processed it yet? Don't you just need to attend the trial?”Zavier gave a small nod with a smile full of mystery even though Mr. Adrian could not see it.How could he abandon his high sense of ego and say that he was not ready to divorce Nayla. At least until today. He felt he had to have his son back.Joen would be perfect under the custody he had. The thought of Michael being Joen's father made him start to get angry and upset.“I'm ready. I want to do whatever it takes to make sure Joen can be with me,” Zavier said a moment later.Meanwhile, Nayla, who was not yet fully aware of Zavier's decision, was going about her daily routine with great sadness. Michael, who was always by her side, continued to provide emotional and practical support. However, her pain
Morning greeted Nayla with soft light that seeped through the curtains. As she slowly opened her eyes, the nagging dizziness began to subside, and she realized that she was lying in bed.The room was quiet, except for the soft sound of someone breathing nearby. Nayla struggled to get up, feeling the pain in her hands from the IV needle and when her eyes opened fully, she saw Michael sitting on the bedside chair, a worried yet loving look on his face.Nayla was surprised to see Michael there. It looked like he had been looking after her all night. “Michael?” her voice was still hoarse and weak. “What happened?”Michael immediately stood up and took Nayla's hand gently. “You're finally awake. You passed out last night after hearing all about Zavier. I was so worried,” he said in a gentle tone, trying to calm Nayla down.“How are you feeling now?”Nayla felt anxious and confused. “I... I don't know what to do. Zavier... and Joen's custody... Aahh”
Nayla nodded, feeling calmer at Michael's support. “Thank you, Michael. I really need your help. I want to make sure Joen gets the best protection possible. We're going to win this battle!”Michael smiled. “Well, that's just right. We're going to make sure of it. Don't worry, Nayla. We'll find the best solution for Joen. I believe we can get through this together.”“Look Nadira, she is also struggling along with your nephew. You can't lose because Joen is destined to know his father but he still belongs to his mother, understand?”Nayla nodded, feeling a deep sense of relief. Michael had given her support and understanding that meant so much to her. She realized how much it meant to have a true friend in the midst of this hardship. And although she knew that Michael's feelings could not be reciprocated, she still felt grateful for his presence and genuine support.A short while later, the doctor arrived at Nayla's house
The two of them walked into the hut cautiously. As her eyes began to adjust to the dim light in the room, Nayla saw Sefia sitting casually on a rickety chair, a sardonic smile gracing her face.“Gee, poor Zavier,” Sefia quipped in a mocking tone. “He's paralyzed, and you were so quick to replace him with a handsome young doctor,” she continued as she shot Bram a mocking look.“Perhaps...” Sefia ruffled his hair and tossed it gently back, “you've been having an affair for quite some time.”“Ahh, that stupid guy, always looking at your innocent-looking but rotten self!” she continued with a chuckle.Nayla felt the anger suddenly heat up inside her. “Don't twist the truth, Sefia. And cut down on your unnecessary talk. I'm here for Joen. Where is he?!” Her tone was firm and demanding, her eyes never leaving Sefia's face.Sefia chuckled, then stood up and folded her arms across her
“But... it's about Joen,” Nayla stammered, torn between fear and the desire to save her son. “I can't wait any longer.”“We can't involve the police, I-”Bram took Nayla's hand gently, his eyes sharp and determined. “Don't you need a driver, Mrs. Nayla?” he said with a faint smile, trying to calm the tension that surrounded them both.Nayla felt momentarily calmed by Bram's light tone. “Yes, but this could be dangerous. I don't want to involve you...”“We don't know either, it's just-”Bram laughed softly, interrupting Nayla's words, “Mrs. Nayla, I'm a doctor, used to dealing with emergency situations. And besides, you need help. I won't let you face this alone.”Nayla sighed, finally nodding in agreement. “Alright, but we should get going. I don't want to waste time.”Bram nodded, “Wait here, I'll get the car.”Not long
Nayla nodded, trying to calm herself down. However, in her heart, she knew that this problem was much bigger than just a missing child.Sefia and Bayu couldn't just show up for no reason. There was something they were planning, and it made Nayla feel uncomfortable.“I have to find Joen as soon as possible,” Nayla said in a firm voice. “Whatever they want, I won't let them harm my son.”With trembling hands, Nayla immediately contacted Sefia, but her call went unanswered. Sefia deliberately ignored the call.Nayla grew increasingly panicked, trying once more, but there was still no answer.“Connected?” asked Bram sympathetically.Nayla shook her head languidly. “I'll try one more time.”Doctor Bram, seeing Nayla's anxiety, immediately volunteered. “Let me try,” he said as he reached out for Nayla's cell phone. “Maybe she'll be more interested in answering calls from numb
“You'll find it, dear. Why don't we search together one more time?” the child's mother asked confidently and enthusiastically.Nayla nodded her head and they searched the hospital and its surroundings together, along with some security guards. Two security guards stayed behind to check the CCTV footage.Nayla was happy with the help. However, in her heart, she knew there was something more than just this lost incident. Her instincts told her there was a hidden threat stalking them all.As Nayla hurriedly searched the hospital corridors, she didn't see anyone emerge from the corner of the room. In her panic, she bumped into someone's body quite hard. Instantly, her body staggered backwards.“Look out!” exclaimed a male voice in a firm yet soothing tone.Before Nayla could fall, the man swiftly caught her. The man's sturdy hands wrapped around her waist, keeping her from falling. Nayla looked up, her eyes meeting a pair of sha
Outside, the sun began to set, and the long shadows of the hospital buildings slowly disappeared in the distance. They took Joen away, not knowing how long this lie could last.“What are you up to, Bayu?” asked Sefia hesitantly. She realized that they were committing a crime.“Don't you want Nayla? How can you lure her if not by baiting her?” Bayu drove the car slowly to the outskirts of the city.“Only with the right bait will the fish bite. Don't forget your promise, darling!”***The long journey made little Joen sleepy and fell asleep in the car, while Fernando drove around just to look for his brother.“Have you seen Joen?” asked Fernando innocently as he entered the patient room while Zavier was practicing his upward hand movements with Nayla's help.Nayla shook her head, “didn't he come with you earlier?”“Where's Mando?” asked Zavier. His personal b
Fernando looked at her with intense hatred. “You're not my father,” he said firmly, then turned around, striding quickly towards the hospital, leaving Sefia and Bayu rooted to the spot, drowning in mixed feelings and confusion.Sefia felt her heart getting crushed. The extent of the secret she was hiding now threatened to destroy her relationship with her son, and all that she had once considered family. “Fernando...” she whispered, almost pleadingly. However, his son no longer turned his head. Only the sound of his footsteps sounded farther and farther away.Suddenly Joen arrived with two ice creams in his hand. Without knowing what was happening, Joen laughed, “Brother Fernando, you only have chocolate ice cream left and Uncle Mando is taking his car to-”Realizing Fernando wasn't there, Joen looked at the two people in front of him in confusion. “Where's Fernando?”Joen recognized Sefia as Fernando's moth
Nayla blushed and moved closer, giving her husband a loving kiss. Trying to give Zavier the encouragement and support he needed.Weeks turned into months, and slowly but surely, Zavier began to show progress. Although not significant, he began to move his toes little by little. Each small development was a reason to celebrate, to be grateful that they still had a chance.There were darker days, however, when Zavier felt hopeless and angry at his own fate. He would sometimes yell at Nayla for no reason, just out of frustration and fear that he couldn't control. Nayla just listened, held back tears, and then hugged her husband tightly. “It's okay, Zavier. I'm here,” she said repeatedly, trying to calm her husband down.Until one day, during a particularly tough therapy session, Zavier fell and was unable to get up again. Pain shot through his body, and he felt as if all his efforts had been in vain. He cried, for the first time since the accident, loud
Nayla accompanied the carcass that was pushed into the patient's room. Her heart was full of worry, but this time she did not want to leave Zavier at all.Nayla sat beside the patient's bed, her eyes fixed on Zavier's face which was still closed, asleep under anesthesia. Her heart was not at ease, even though her face looked so tired. She let out a long breath, trying to shake off the anxiety that kept creeping into her mind.Hours passed, and Nayla's body was no longer able to resist sleepiness. Slowly, her head began to droop, resting on the arm resting on Zavier's bed. In her sleep, she still held Zavier's hand, as if afraid that if she let go, he would never wake up again.The next morning, warm sunlight began to filter through the glass window. Zavier opened his eyes slowly and found Nayla asleep sitting next to the patient's bed.“Nayla,” he called in a broken voice.Nayla woke up immediately, “Zavier. Finally, you're awake,
After struggling for half an hour, Sefia suddenly sat on Bayu's stomach. Seeing this, Bayu's arousal was even more provoked.“Ahh, Baby. You want to be on top?”Sefia purred, forming a knotted smile on her lips.“I want you to pay for today. Are you still willing to do something to please me?”Bayu looked at Sefia with an addictive gaze and tried to grab the woman by grasping her waist tightly.“What else do you want, Sefia? Tell me!” Bayu raised his body to kiss Sefia but once again she pressed his shoulder.“Hufht!”“I want to avenge this. Look at my face that she scratched!”Bayu stroked Sefia's cheek gently, “It's not a big wound. You'll get better, sweetheart.”Bayu raised his body again, about to kiss Sefia but once again she pressed his shoulder with her hand.“Listen first!”“You have to burn him, and... I-&rdq