Nayla, who was resting, was surprised by Sefia's sudden presence. Before she could say anything, Sefia had already approached quickly and then reached out and grabbed Nayla's hair roughly. “You think you can take everything from me, Nayla?” Sefia shouted, her face bright red, full of anger.
Nayla was shocked and in pain, losing her balance and falling off the bed. She winced, trying to protect her head from Sefia's hard grip. “Let go, Sefia!” Nayla shouted, trying to fight back despite her weak body.
At that moment, Doctor Bram happened to be walking towards Nayla's room to visit. Hearing the noise from inside, he immediately opened the door and saw the chaotic situation.
“Hey! What are you guys doing? Stop this now!” exclaimed Doctor Bram in a stern voice.
He quickly stepped in and pulled Sefia away from Nayla. “That's enough, Sefia! This is a hospital, not a place for fighting!” he said while trying to cal
Zavier did not answer. He only grasped Nayla's hand tighter, as if to emphasize that Nayla belonged to him. However, in his heart, he knew that this was more than just jealousy. It was a fear that kept haunting him - the fear that he might no longer be able to protect the woman he loved.Nayla felt the tension building up in the room. Her eyes moved from Zavier who looked angry and jealous in his wheelchair, to Doctor Bram who stood in a calm but firm manner. She knew that this situation could get worse if left unchecked.Gently, Nayla took Zavier's cold and trembling hand. “Zavier, please... calm down,” she said, her voice soft yet compassionate. “Bram was just trying to help me. Nothing else.”Zavier turned to her, still with a suspicious look in his eyes. “I know, Nayla... But I don't like seeing you in his arms,” he replied in a low yet sharp tone, his voice almost breaking with feelings of jealousy and helplessness.
Kayla snorted, sounding unimpressed. “Angry or not, this is no time to act recklessly. Remember, Sefia, you need me to accomplish your goals. Don't make me lose my temper.”Sefia nodded, even though she knew Kayla couldn't see her. “I'll be more careful,” she said in a resigned tone.“Good,” Kayla replied, then hung up without waiting for further answers.Sefia sat on the edge of the bed, feeling frustrated and confused. She knew she had gone too far into this dangerous game, but she also realized that she had no choice but to follow Kayla - for now.However, in her heart, Sefia began to feel a subtle fear. What if Kayla decided to betray her?***The next day, Zavier arrived at the therapy room with mixed feelings. He knew that this therapy session was very important for him to recover and regain the ability to walk normally. However, when the therapy room door opened, Zavier was stunned to see who was st
“Hmm, of course. I need to get well so I can take care of my Nayla again.” Zavier deliberately emphasized the suffix -ku because he wanted to know that Nayla was absolutely his.Doctor Bram only smiled slightly in response to all of Zavier's words. He was more focused on how to make the tense man's body limber.“Let's rest for a while. I'll be back with a cup of coffee for you,” said Doctor Bram.A moment later, Doctor Bram arrived with two cups of coffee and some dry bread.They sat on the side while enjoying their drinks.However, when they took a short break, Bram unknowingly uttered a sentence that made the atmosphere even more tense. “Nayla really is a strong and amazing woman,” he said with a faint smile. “And of course, she's very beautiful.”Zavier's eyes immediately lit up with anger. That simple sentence, though probably not ill-intentioned, touched a sensitive spot in him. “Wha
Zavier sighed, then looked at Nayla seriously. “I just don't want anyone else to take my place in your heart, even if it's just as a friend or a doctor.”Nayla took Zavier's hand, holding it tightly. “No one can take your place. You're the only one, darling.”Zavier grabbed Nayla's cheek and gave her a warm kiss. They both smiled, realizing the love with a strong bond between them.Moments later, they stepped out of the hospital with hopeful hearts, ready to face the next days together, though the shadow of jealousy still lingered in Zavier's mind.In the black luxury car that drove quietly, Zavier sat next to Nayla, holding his wife's frail hand with great care.Mando, their trusted bodyguard, focused on driving the car through the crowded streets. Just a few meters away from the hospital, Zavier breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little comfortable that he could bring Nayla home.However, the next second, a loud r
“Take Nayla away from Zavier's life,” Sefia replied coldly. “If not, trust me, this is no longer a minor accident. I'll make sure the next game is much more gruesome. This is just a warning.”Bram took a deep breath. “You're crazy, Sefia. You... the culprit? Why are you doing this?”“Because I have to,” Sefia replied sharply. “You know what it's like to lose control, Bram. I just don't want that to happen to Zavier. Now, make a decision. Nayla doesn't have much time.”Bram knew he had no other choice. There was too much at stake. Without waiting any longer, he grabbed his jacket and ran out of his office. Something inside him broke as he thought of Nayla who was probably struggling between life and death.“Alright, Sefia,” he said with a heavy sigh, ”I'll take her away from Zavier. But if anything happens to him, I won't stand by.”The call was disconnected and Sefi
There was something so fragile and strong at once in her appearance, making him feel mesmerized. He swallowed a few times, trying to focus on his task, but his gaze still could not escape the beauty in front of him.“It's a shame,” he murmured softly, almost as if talking to himself, ”that such smooth and beautiful skin is disfigured by burns.”Bram was stunned for a moment after saying those words. His heart suddenly felt heavy, realizing how deeply attracted he was to Nayla. He had always admired her strength and gentleness, but seeing her in this state made his feelings even clearer. He felt drawn, captivated in a way he had never felt before.Nayla, semi-conscious, felt Bram's gentle touch on her skin. She shivered slightly, not from the cold, but from the realization of this unexpected closeness. She opened her eyes slightly, and saw Bram's thoughtful, almost affectionate expression.“Bram...,” she whispered weakly
Sefia approached further, her voice getting lower, yet sharper. “They planned their escape by way of this accident. They've already escaped together,” she said, her eyes looking deeply into Zavier's, as if trying to penetrate his inner defenses.Zavier felt the world around him shake. “That's not true! Nayla wouldn't leave me like that. She loves me!” he shouted, filled with anger and confusion.“Don't you mess with me. I know your tactics!” exclaimed Zavier with his eagle eyes, staring at Sefia fiercely as if he wanted to tear her apart right now.Sefia raised a hand, as if to calm Zavier down. “I know this is hard for you, Zavier. But I have proof,” she said as she pulled out a cell phone from her pocket and showed him a video recording.On the screen, Nayla was seen talking to someone in an obscure place. Her voice was clear: “I no longer love Zavier. All of this is just part of my responsibility. I
Sefia was surprised, her eyes widening slightly. “The city of Bandung? That's too much, Kayla. Zavier may be in a slump, but I'm not sure he'll give up so easily,” she replied, her voice containing doubt.Kayla leaned closer, giving Sefia a sharp look. “You have no other choice. You know what I can do if you try to cancel our deal,” she threatened in a low yet stressful voice.“Isn't the best time to snatch all this away when she's down like this?” Kayla continued with a triumphant smile.Sefia was silent, her face showing inner conflict. She knew Kayla was not someone who was easy to deal with, and her threat was not something to be taken lightly. She took a deep breath, then nodded slowly, resigned.“Alright. All of Zavier's assets in Bandung will be yours,” he said finally, in a tone of voice that sounded weak and defeated.Kayla smiled in satisfaction, feeling that her plan was working perfectly. 
***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