Nayla decided to visit the hospital directly to speak with Zavier in private.
She left the house full of hope that maybe, just maybe, she could get some time to talk to Zavier and work out a solution together.
Arriving at the hospital, Nayla quickly made her way to Zavier's inpatient room, where he was having a series of tests done on his head. However, when she got there, she found that Zavier had refused all visits and requests for a meeting. The hospital attendant told her in a regretful tone.
“I'm sorry, Mrs. Nayla,” said a hospital official, ”Mr. Zavier is not receiving visitors at the moment nor is he answering calls or messages. We cannot force him to meet with anyone.”
Nayla felt her heart break at the news. She tried to remain calm even though frustration and worry haunted her mind. “Do you know why she refuses all communication? I just want to talk to her about Joen.”
The hospital attendant shook her he
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
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
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
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
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
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,”
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 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
After recording enough, she started taking photos. The camera screen on her phone made a “click” sound as it took the photo. It brought Nayla to her senses.Nayla opened her eyes and sat up straight, “who?”Hearing that, the stalker immediately put away his cell phone and planned to run away.Nayla felt uncomfortable and quickly stood up, grabbing a towel to wrap herself up. However, just as she was about to get out of the bathtub, she slipped on the slippery surface.“Aarghh!”Byurrr!Nayla fell back into the bathtub. Her forehead hit the edge of the bathtub.The man immediately turned around when he heard Nayla's scream, even though he was almost at the exit of the house.“Nayla?”He quickly ran back into the bathroom and found Nayla already unconscious from hitting her head on the edge of the bathtub. Dar*h was oozing slightly from Nayla's left forehe
“I thought you said to invite everyone. I also invited Kayla. That Stepmom of yours has two days off, don't you drive the old lady away too. She just wants to see her granddaughter.”Zavier spluttered, he never expected her to come too.“Joen's not her grandson,” Zavier said curtly.“Who is her grandson? She's old, I wish she could enjoy her last moments with her two grandchildren, Fernando and Joen. Don't you want me to accept Joen as my daughter too?”Zavier furrowed his brows at Sefia's emphasized words. He loosened his tie and threw his ass roughly onto the sofa.He was at a loss on how to divorce Sefia. As for Nayla, she didn't expect a divorce either. To Sefia, he felt he owed her a status because he had been with her since childhood.Sefia had been his girlfriend since he was in middle school and he understood Sefia with all her character.Zavier rubbed his own face roughly.Sefia appr
Nayla came to her senses after hearing Mando's emphatic words. She nodded weakly and followed Mando and Chayo obediently out of the luxurious party room.With languid steps, Nayla left the party, feeling a deep heaviness in her heart as she exited Zavier's house. Outside, the rain continued to fall heavily, reflecting her gloomy mood.“How cruel of you, Zavier! I... I'll never forgive you!” screamed Nayla in the rain.Outside, Nayla stood by the roadside with the rain soaking her body, not knowing where to go. She felt disconnected from everything that mattered in her life. Seeing Joen happy by her father and Fernando's side, she felt a huge gaping hole in her life.Nayla bit her lip and refused to be taken home by Cahyo or Mando.Nayla decided to walk, even though there were taxis and buses passing by but because she herself did not know her destination, she just walked straight.She hopes that by taking a rain shower, the rainw
Joen grabbed Fernando's coat sleeve and called out to him in a small voice, “kak Fernando.”“You've seen, haven't you?”Zavier looked at Nayla with a satisfied and triumphant smile. “We'll settle this in court. Now, leave before I call security.”“B-but, she's not yours, Zavier! I gave birth to her!”“You didn't even do anything when I was pregnant and when she was born prematurely, then you-”“That's because you lied to me, Nayla! Why did you never tell me that the child you were carrying was mine, not Michael's?!” Zavier interrupted.“How was I supposed to know who you were sleeping with?!”Nayla felt her heart breaking at Zavier's words, in front of her son, in front of everyone.Nayla felt embarrassed as she watched Joen avert his eyes and follow Fernando, while Zavier stood with an attitude that suggested he had won this battle.&ldq
Nayla suddenly felt her vision blurring and she was nauseous. With quick steps, she ran to the bathroom only to spill all the contents of her stomach.“Are you okay?” asked Cintya with concern.“No problem, I just haven't been eating well lately. Give me some heartburn medicine.”“Okay.”“I have to look healthy at the event tomorrow night, I want to be there as Joen's mother,” said Nayla in front of the mirror that reflected her current wrinkled and withered face.***The atmosphere of Joen's birthday party was very festive. Zavier's house was filled with colorful decorations, balloons, and sparkling lights. Cheerful music echoed throughout the room, and the guests seemed to be enjoying themselves.Joen, who is seven years old, looked very happy surrounded by friends and family. Fernando, with a big smile, looked like a caring big brother as he helped Joen receive the presents and then s
“This is serious, Nayla,” the doctor said in a worried tone. “You really need to rest if you don't want your condition to worsen. Stress and fatigue have aggravated this infection. If you continue to push yourself, you could experience more serious complications.”Nayla felt frustrated. The concert, which was only a month away, seemed increasingly out of reach. “I can't stop practicing, doctor. This is a big opportunity, and I can't let everyone down.”The doctor looked at Nayla with understanding. “I understand how important this concert is to you, but you must also remember that your health comes first. If you continue to push yourself, you might not only damage your health, but it could also hinder your performance in the concert.”After hearing the doctor's advice, Nayla felt even more depressed. Her health deteriorated, and she felt torn between the desire to perform perfectly and the need to take care of her
“Joen is already happy here too.”“I lost!”Nayla couldn't stop cursing herself.She knew that her journey ahead would not be easy, but she felt a little lighter after making the decision to let go. While Zavier returned to the room to join Joen and Fernando, Nayla left the house with steps filled with desolation.With the rain still falling outside, Nayla closed the door to Zavier's house behind her, letting him go with a heart full of feelings.This decision may have been difficult, but she knew that she had to face the future with new hope and continue to fight for Joen's happiness, even if she couldn't be with him every day.Nayla stepped out of Zavier's house, feeling the chill of the morning rain seep into her bones.It was still raining hard, but she didn't care about getting wet. Zavier didn't even offer her breakfast.Her heart was broken, and every step she took felt like a heavy weight draggin
Unexpectedly, Nayla responded with the same reaction, a longing embrace and an unrestricted kiss.They began to wrestle on the bed in a thin state of consciousness.Although Zavier was still conscious and repeatedly tried to restrain himself from swallowing Nayla, he lost control of the charms Nayla had to offer.A smooth body with natural beauty that only he had ever touched and they had never finalized the divorce.Sigh after exhausting sigh they experienced full of burning passion. Occasionally Nayla is the captain and occasionally Zavier takes over.The pouring rain prolonged the rhythm of their play until Nayla couldn't take it anymore. She bit Zavier several times out of anger and love. She was either sober or drunk.“You brat!” she exclaimed as she humped herself on top of Zavier who was exhausted because they had been together for several hours but she wouldn't let go of him as if she was expressing love as well as anger.
Nayla closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the moment. “Thank you, Zavier. I feel so happy tonight.”Nayla hoped that these were not her hallucinations and that she was not dreaming. Worse, she would experience painful memories again after Zavier's goal was achieved.Nayla had to fortify herself, but at this moment, she wanted a dance. Something she had dreamed of in Zavier for a long time.When the song ended, they continued to dance in meaningful silence. Zavier gazed at Nayla with love and appreciation, while Nayla felt a genuine and profound closeness even though her heart still held just as much suspicion.Finally, they stopped dancing and sat by the beach, looking up at the stars in the night sky. Zavier took out a bottle of champagne and gently uncorked it, pouring the drinks into crystal glasses. They toasted once more, celebrating a night filled with warmth, love, and hope for the future.“You have a place in my heart,