Not long after, Bayu came into the room with two bottles of champagne from the 90s.
They sat together on the edge of the bed, while Bayu, with a passionate gaze, brought himself closer to Sefia. He pulled her into his arms, but Sefia felt empty.
“You're so beautiful, darling,” Bayu praised in a hoarse voice. His hands did not stop roaming over Sefia's body.
He didn't know that every touch made Sefia feel more and more disgusted, but she still maintained a fake smile. To her, this was the price to pay to ensure Bayu's task would be carried out.
She could not possibly look for anyone else because this task was not a trivial one.
That night, they had what Bayu might consider a romantic moment, but for Sefia, every second felt like torture. She closed her eyes, tried to block out the disgust that haunted her mind, and pretended to enjoy every second that passed.
While Bayu was really treating the woman he loved gently, trying to win
“Did you think that by eliminating Nayla, Zavier would accept you?” Bayu asked, his voice filled with a sardonic tone. “Your husband is cold as stone, Sefia. I don't understand why you would sacrifice half of your life to please someone who clearly never loved you.”Sefia stared at Bayu with a sharp gaze, feeling that he never really understood what was driving her. She held her breath for a moment before answering, “Aren't you the same way?”Sefia's words hit Bayu like a hard slap. Bayu's eyes widened, surprised by the unexpected honesty of the woman before him. He tried to say something, but his words caught in his throat. Sefia smiled faintly, this time not with hatred, but with painful understanding.“You know very well, Bayu. We both live in the shadow of a love that never existed,” Sefia continued in a calm voice, but full of pent-up disappointment.“You did all this for me, but not because you l
“Hopefully you will return to my arms!”Bayu hoped his words could melt Sefia's heart, or at least make her feel a little bit of tenderness. However, all he got was a faint laugh coming from the other side of the phone-a laugh filled with mystery and uncertainty.“We'll see,” Sefia replied in a casual tone, as if what Bayu had just done was no big deal. Her chuckle ended the conversation, leaving Bayu in painful silence.Bayu held his cell phone tightly, as if hoping to change the situation with just a whim. He knew Sefia was not an easy woman to tame, and no matter what he did, Sefia always had another plan behind her cold smile.However, even though his heart continued to hurt, he could not let go of his feelings for her.On the other hand, Sefia put down her cell phone and stared out the window, her calculating eyes staring far ahead. To her, Bayu was just one of the many pawns she used to achieve her goals. Although Bayu
“Thank you for coming to participate,” Nayla said, accepting Sefia's helping hand.“Nayla, I want to give you something.” Zavier took out a red jewelry box.“What is this?”“Open it...” Zavier said with a genuine smile.Slowly, Nayla opened the red box and her eyes rounded perfectly.It was a diamond necklace with a green gemstone in the center.“This is beautiful,” Nayla said with an incredulous look.Zavier immediately took the necklace from the box and draped it around Nayla's neck, while Sefia stared at their lovemaking with jealousy.Tonight wasn't just about the concert; it was the night Nayla would receive a huge gift from Sefia-a gift that would change everything.“She'll be finished today,” Sefia murmured with a meaningful smile.At the concert hall, Sefia stared up at the ceiling, where the large lights that Bayu had arranged hung fr
Some fans threw flowers and others threw dolls and other gifts. The crew rushed out to collect the gifts on the floor so as not to disturb Nayla's movements in her show.A gentle smile graced Nayla's face as she looked out at the thousands of spectators present that night. Gracefully, she grabbed a bouquet and waved at her fans.“I love you guys too. Without you, Nayla is just an ordinary mom, a wife who loves her husband,” Nayla said and then looked at Zavier with a genuine smile.“Before we begin, I really want to thank everyone for coming, look... my husband is there with my children,” Nayla said proudly.“I really love them, just like I've given all my love to you,” she continued.The audience applauded loudly as they were moved by the sincerity and love expressed.In the audience, Zavier sat in the front row with Joen and Fernando. The two boys looked very proud, their eyes sparkling as they watched N
Zavier looked up, his eyes widening as he saw that the large lamp that had only been shaking was now unhooked from its hanger and began to fall at a terrifying speed.Zavier knew that he did not have much time. Without thinking, he grabbed Nayla with both hands, pulling her forcefully from her position under the lamp. But unfortunately, Zavier's quick movements were not enough to save himself.Bam!“Zavier!”In seconds that felt like an eternity, the huge lamp hit the stage with a deafening sound.“AAaa!”“Aaargh!”There were hysterical cries from the audience.Nayla, who was pulled by Zavier to the edge of the stage, could only scream when she saw Zavier's body falling on the stage. The lamp hit Zavier's back hard, sending his body tumbling down. The sound of the audience's screams echoed throughout the room, creating an incredible chaos.The concert crew immediately ran to the stage,
Amidst the chaos, Sefia stood amongst the crowd, watching everything with a flat expression.She saw how her plan had worked, even though the outcome was not what she had envisioned. Instead of Nayla being crushed, it was Zavier who was the victim.His heart was broken, as the man still gave his last life for Nayla.His love never existed for Sefia at all. Sefia looked at them with mixed feelings and eyes full of red sclera.After witnessing the horrific event, Sefia felt something she had never imagined before-a feeling of guilt so strong that it shook her entire being.“Zavier, I don't want to lose you,” she murmured in a small, worried voice.Normally cold and calculating, she was now on the verge of an emotional meltdown. Her mind was filled with images of Zavier lying helplessly on the stage, with Nayla's hysterical screams still ringing in her ears.It all came across like a long nightmare, but this was what was happ
No, Bayu! I was wrong! I made this decision! I'm the one who ordered you! I should never have done this!” Sefia shouted between sobs, her voice filled with deep regret.Bayu could only hug Sefia tighter, letting the woman who was usually so strong and resilient cry in his arms. He didn't know what else to say. He knew that no words could erase the feelings of guilt that were so deep in Sefia's heart.“Go inside first and calm yourself down.”Gently, she led Sefia into her house.Time seemed to stop for both of them. There was only the sound of Sefia's crying that filled the air around them. Sefia felt like her whole world was collapsing. Everything she had planned, all her ambitions, now felt so empty. She felt like she had lost everything-especially herself.“What have I done, Bayu?” Sefia whispered between her tears. “I've ruined my own life. I've lost Zavier... I've lost everything...”Bayu let out a long bre
Bayu raised an eyebrow, confused. “Going where?”“To the hospital,” Sefia replied in a definite tone while trying to get up from the bed. “I have to see Zavier. I can't stay here any longer.”Bayu shook his head, rushing over to her and holding her shoulders. “Are you crazy? Look at yourself, you have a high fever! You can barely even stand up straight!”Sefia ignored him, forcing herself up, but her body faltered. Her vision swam for a moment, and she almost fell if Bayu didn't hold her up.Sefia furrowed her brow as she realized that her lower body was also in pain, she turned to Bayu with an annoyed look on her face.“You're taking advantage of an opportunity when I'm in pain like this?!” Sefia screeched and kicked the man once more with her foot, sending Bayu crashing to the floor.“Aooww!” screeched Sefia holding her waist which felt crushed. She didn't realize how
***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