The maid seemed hesitant to answer, but before she could elaborate, the door to the room opened slowly. In the doorway stood Bram, his face worried yet calm.
“Nadia,” Bram called in a deep, yet gentle voice. “You're awake, darling. How are you feeling?”
Bram walked over with steady steps, his eyes thoughtful as he approached the bed where Nayla lay. Wordlessly, he leaned down and planted a soft kiss on the forehead of the woman he claimed as his wife, as if it was his way of calming Nayla's troubled mind. The touch felt cold and unfamiliar to Nayla, who was still struggling to remember who the man before her was.
“Didn't you say this gentleman would be home by six?” Nayla glanced at the waitress who was beginning to feel awkward and at fault. The little girl stepped back with her head bowed.
“Glad to see you're awake, dear,” Bram said in a low voice. He then turned to the young waitress who was still standin
Silence fell over the room again. Bram tried to smile, although his smile looked stiff. He crouched with one foot next to Nayla. “The important thing is that you're safe now. That's all that matters. We can build everything back, together.”“You will remember everything, sooner or later. My love for you will restore everything, Nadia.”Nayla gave a small nod and continued her meal as Bram stepped back into his chair.However, those words could not penetrate the confusion in Nayla's heart. Every movement at the table felt mechanical, devoid of any real emotion. Every mouthful was hollow, as if there was no taste other than the feeling of being trapped in ignorance.Of course the dinner passed in unspoken tension, with Nayla still immersed in her self-discovery, while Bram tried to endure the silence while considering and doubting whether the medicine he had given her was enough to make her forget her memory.“Bram, am I
They walked into a room at the end of the house and by the time Bram turned the door knob. Nayla's eyes rounded perfectly.There were various paintings there and there was also a large blank canvas, brushes, and some oil paints. She set them up deftly by the window overlooking the garden, making sure there was enough light to paint in.“These are all yours, Nadia. And this... is your most amazing work,” said Bram as he showed a beautiful, abstract painting.“This?” asked Nayla. Her voice was barely audible.Bram gave a small nod and pushed Nayla into a chair with the canvas standing in front of her.“Here are your tools,” he said flatly, as he stepped to the side, giving her space.Nayla sat in front of the blank canvas with a blank stare, feeling a subtle tremble in her hands as she stroked the blank canvas.Carefully, she took the brush in her hand. The first touch of the brush on her fingers felt
Nayla quickly ran to her room and threw herself onto the bed. Covered her hot face with a pillow and snuggled into the blanket.Crying without understanding why she was crying. Something was missing from her, but she didn't know what it was. She just felt broken and strange in the place she was in right now, yet unable to explain anything.She missed someone or something, but she didn't know what it was. It was a feeling that shook him so badly that he cried until he wailed in his room.Bram could only stand at the door with the same heartbreak. His hands were shaking violently. He wanted so badly to turn the door knob and rush in to hug Nayla, but he knew that it would only make her even more depressed.Bram closed his eyes and held his own hands, took a deep breath and decided to stand at the door until the sound of Nayla's crying subsided.***Sefia lay on the patient bed with her face almost completely wrapped in bandages, her feelings w
The doctor stared at her for a moment, trying to find the right words. “There might be a way to contact your family or close friends. Maybe they can help, or you can try to contact the bank to resolve this issue.”Sefia closed her eyes, trying not to feel the growing emotional burden. “I don't want to contact my family. They don't understand this decision. They always think I'm stupid for wanting to do this surgery.”“I understand,” the doctor said gently. “But we need a quick solution. The implant inside your nose will also have to be removed if you can't pay.”“What?!” Sefia let out a deep breath. “Zavier! I thought he would support me. But he blocked me instead. This is so unfair!”“Are there any close friends you can call? Anyone who can help in this situation?” asked the doctor, looking at Sefia seriously.“No! Everyone thinks I'm crazy for doing this. I
“What deal are you referring to, Mrs. Sefia?”Sefia snorted then said, “stop pretending! I'm in trouble right now. Zavier maxed out my credit card and I have to have plastic surgery right now!”Bram laughed, and the laughter was painful to Sefia's ears. “Oh, that's your problem. I'm already happy enough having Nayla. Right now, that woman can't remember anything except me as her husband.”“What do you mean, why can't she remember? What have you done to her?” Sefia could not contain her anger and despair. She felt as if her world was collapsing because she was too stupid to hand Nayla over to a man with no humanity like Bram.“Ah, that's just a small problem. Nayla has a bit of amnesia. She doesn't remember anyone, except me. And I have no intention of letting her go,” Bram replied in a very casual tone, as if talking about the weather.“I can't believe this. You have to let her go, B
Moments later, Sefia cried out in excitement when the noNaylal of two billion was displayed on her phone screen, indicating that the money had been sent by Bram.“Doctor! Doctor! We can proceed with the surgery!” Sefia exclaimed with excitement.Moments later, the doctor and the medics were ready to resume the operation. Sefia stared at the ceiling, trying to calm herself down. She knew her journey wasn't over yet, but at least now she wasn't alone.There was Doctor Bram who would be the source of funds for her treatment costs.“As long as Zavier hasn't gotten any facts, then I will prepare myself well and become Nayla... for him!”***Five hours seemed like a long time for a plastic surgery that required medical professionals.Sefia woke up with heavy breathing, her vision blurred behind the bandages wrapped around her face. Pain radiated from her cheekbone to her jaw, like thousands of needles stabbing all ov
The doctor nodded and stood up, preparing himself to leave. “I will check on you again in a few days. For now, keep resting. If there's anything you need, call the nurse.”Sefia gave a small nod. In her heart she said, “I paid a lot of money and he's still so arrogant!”After the doctor left the room, Sefia lay alone. Her hands were still touching the bandages wrapped around her face, trying to feel her new face underneath the thick layers. She knew everything would change, but fear was slowly creeping into her mind.“Shhh,” she hissed through the pain. “Am I really ready for this?” she asked herself. However, she shook off the thought quickly. “I have to be ready. I have to be Nayla.”The days passed slowly for Sefia. Every morning, she woke up with the same pain. Every time she looked in the mirror, she saw only the reflection of the bandages covering her face. However, the hope of seeing a new
The doctor stood beside her, the nurse carefully began to remove layer after layer of bandages that had been covering her face.Each layer that came off made Sefia more agitated. Her breathing became heavier, cold sweat ran down her forehead. She stared at the mirror that still reflected a faint image of herself, while trying to hold back the rising hope.The last bandage was removed.Meanwhile, the doctor smiled smugly with a face full of pride in his achievement and his work that was considered perfect.Sefia blinked, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She observed the face that was now staring back at her. At first glance, she could not recognize who was in the mirror. Holding her cheeks with trembling hands. “I-this...”But then, he realized-it was Nayla's face. Every detail, from the high cheekbones to the sharp jawline, everything was exactly as it was in the photo.Sefia froze, feeling the world around her stop for a
“What's wrong? Is Madame sick?”Nayla shook her head and pushed Sara's body so that they both entered Sara's room.Sara felt very confused at the panic her mistress was experiencing.“What's wrong?” she repeated.“Doctor Bram, he wants tonight...”Sara tilted her head and gave him an equally confused look of not understanding.“Wants what?”“He wants me, tonight. I'm so scared...” Nayla said as she hugged Sara with a body that began to tremble.Sara could finally understand, but she also didn't know how to avoid all this.Suddenly Nayla raised her head and traced the curves of Sara's body which was almost as tall as she was.“Sara,” Nayla called with both eyes glazed over.“Yes,
“She's taller than Mrs. Nadia!” she exclaimed involuntarily.Once again, the gazes of several passengers immediately turned to her.“Aah, sorry. Dream again. Nightmare!” she exclaimed trying to overcome the awkwardness.“So hurry up and sleep at night and don't always play on your cell phone!” said one of the passengers with a little annoyance. It seemed like he was also trying to sleep on the rather boring journey.Sara pursed her lips, responding to the unnecessary comment.But, the pieces of the puzzle kept spinning in her head throughout the trip, making Sara even more convinced that she had to dig deeper to find the truth.Sara spoke her mind in her heart. “The only person I can trust right now is Joen!”“Mrs. Nayla and Mr. Zavier over there might be involved in some kind of crime
Sefia smiled with relief. “Thank you, Sara. I think I really need to tidy myself up first.”Sefia felt that Zavier would be disgusted if he saw her that dirty. So she quickly took off her apron and went to her room to take a shower. She always tried to look beautiful and elegant as the wife of Mr. Zavier Abraham.Sara brought a plate of cookies and knocked on the door of Zavier's study. After gaining entry, she found Zavier sitting in front of his desk, seemingly immersed in his work.“Ah, the cake is done!” Zavier smiled widely upon seeing Sara carrying a plate.“I'm delivering this cake for tasting. It's a special roll,” Sara said as she placed the plate on the table. Zavier took a piece and started tasting.“Hmm, this is amazing!” he said, praising the flavor of the cake. “You guys really made it.”
“Looking at the apple pie, I forgot where I put it, I had half of it, then I put it in, ouch... Did Joen take it earlier?”Sara took a heavy breath and let it out before standing up and leading Nayla into the bathroom.“Madam, no one came in here and I saw for myself that Madam's food is gone. Let's take a bath, I'll help you.”Sara undressed her mistress one by one, much to her surprise she saw several reddish marks on Nayla's front, indicating Doctor Bram may have been rough and abusive to her.“Be patient, ma'am. I will help you find information as quickly as possible and get you out of this hell,” he said as he led Nayla into the bathtub filled with warm water and aromatherapy soap.Her eyes glazed over at the thought of this beautiful woman being a mere stuffed toy to entertain the maniacal doctor.While Nayla played w
An hour later, Sara arrived at the bus station, and she had to take a motorcycle taxi to get to Bram's house.Sara arrived home and the atmosphere of the big house was still as quiet as ever.When Sara opened the door to the room in the corner of the house where Nayla lived, the atmosphere was strange. The light from the wind-deceived curtains made everything look faint without the light of the room lamp. She immediately saw Nayla, lying on the bed with a pale face. The dinner plate next to her was still full, untouched.Sara immediately sensed something was wrong. “Mrs. Nadia?” she called softly, trying not to make a scene, but her heart was already full of anxiety.Nayla's eyes slowly opened, and the moment she saw Sara, her body suddenly shook. Without waiting any longer, Nayla ran to her, hugging her tightly as if she didn't want to let go. Sara returned the hug, trying to calm Nayla
Nayla sobbed, still in a state of confusion, and Bram felt his heart break at the sight of his wife. “I'm sorry, Nadia” he said softly, but his guilt was still burning.He wanted to give her a kiss, but once again Nayla immediately looked the other way.Seeing that, Bram tightened his jaw once again. His own body was already wet and he felt cold.After finishing wiping Nayla's body dry. Bram picked her up again and carried her to the bed. While Nayla was still shocked and confused, she could not fully understand the situation that was unfolding.Once on the bed, Bram laid Nayla down gently, but the anger and frustration building up kept her from thinking clearly.Without warning, he lowered his head and kissed Nayla forcefully. The act left Nayla shocked and feeling trapped, helpless.“Bram, please, don't!” Nayla shouted, trying to get
However, Nayla just stared at her blankly, not understanding what was being asked.“No, I don't want to,” she replied softly, but with clear refusal. She felt trapped in a body she didn't fully recognize, and Bram's commands felt increasingly oppressive.“I'm a painter and look, is it pretty?”Bram looked down at the canvas that contained only rough scribbles. It was no good at all and he knew full well that being a painter was his sentence, Nayla had absolutely no talent in painting anything!Anger began to simmer inside Bram. He felt as if he was facing a wall that he couldn't break through. “Nadia, this is not the time to refuse. You need to take care of your hygiene and health! You are so dirty!” his voice began to rise.Nayla, already in a fragile mental state, began to feel depressed. Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to avoid her
She finally found Zavier's office. Once inside, she cast her eyes around, looking for any documents or clues that could give her a clearer picture of what was really going on.Sara opened Zavier's drawer carefully and found some surprising documents.“What are these?”Among them, there was a signed divorce document, indicating that Zavier and Sefia's relationship might not be as strong as she thought. However, the most shocking was Nayla's contract marriage document, which stated that Zavier was in a coma.Not understanding, Sara continued her search.Moments later, Sara found a photo album in the corner of a drawer. Quickly, she opened it and saw photos of Zavier with someone who looked a lot like his mistress, Nadia.There was also a photo of another woman who was no less beautiful, but Sara didn't recognize her, Sara questioned herself about th
The long-awaited day finally arrived for Sara and Joen. An unplanned coincidence was that Sefia and Zavier had to attend a business meeting out of town for a few days.This was certainly a golden opportunity for Sara to realize her plans without any obstacles from Joen's family.Sefia wouldn't be around to interfere or suspect anything, especially since it was Fernando who meticulously organized everything.Fernando, who had noticed the strangeness in Joen and Sara's relationship, had started to notice the movements of the strange woman who seemed eager to get close to Joen with just a few baking recipes.However, Fernando chose not to mention it, especially since Joen seemed happy and unsuspecting of anything.Sara had prepared well, arriving on time to Joen's house, bringing some extra ingredients for the apple pie they were going to make together, and had also copied some othe