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
“Let Zavier smell her and then realize her rottenness. That woman is just looking for trouble and I'm just paving the way for her useless scheme.”The conversation was interrupted when Nayla was disturbed and woke up from her sleep.“Are you awake, darling?”Nayla rubbed her eyes and yawned, “Who were you talking to?”“Just a not so important coworker, are you hungry?” asked Bram gently. Nayla shook her head and snuggled back into the blanket.He stayed by her side all night and was about to hold her until morning.As his hands began to wander, Nayla immediately shook her head softly, “No...”“I want to paint...”Bram looked at her deeply, “Painting? It's the middle of the night and you want to paint?”Nayla nodded her head, “yes. I just had some inspiration.”“But it's the middle of the night and I'm so sleepy,&r
Sefia quickly threw all the boxes on the floor. The nurse who saw it smiled slightly and said, “all the patients always have dinner with Doctor Siberu and nothing major happens. We've all had dinner with the kind doctor too.”The nurse immediately picked up the dress and jewelry that were thrown on the floor. “You are not a beauty like the face attached to you. But refusing the Doctor's offer, only makes that face not last long.”After saying her sentence, the nurse immediately left Sefia's room. “Hey, what do you mean?” But the question was no longer answered by the nurse who had already passed from there.“What the hell does she mean?”Without caring about the dinner invitation, Sefia quickly got up and organized all her clothes into a suitcase.“If Sefia wants to go home, then no one can stop her! I've already paid all the
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
Part of her felt strange hiding something from Joen, especially with his friendliness and sincerity so visible. But on the other hand, Sara knew, bringing Joen together with Nayla at this time was too big a risk.“How about this weekend?” asked Joen, still full of enthusiasm. “I'll make sure everything is ready.”Sara nodded. “The weekend seems perfect. I'll make sure I have some free time.”As they parted, Sara felt relieved but also a little uneasy. Although she managed to postpone the meeting at his house, the feeling that things could get even more complicated continued to haunt her.***That night, Doctor Bram went home hoping to enjoy a quiet dinner with Nayla. However, like the previous nights, the same silence enveloped them.Nayla sat across the table, her eyes blank, no meaningful conversation. Only the sound of c
“Well, you know, Brother Fernando. I just wanted to see him again, I think there was a misunderstanding about the phone number,” Joen said with a chuckle, but Fernando could sense a little unease in his brother's heart.“Don't you like apple pie too? Our father loves it too, and that recipe looks better,” Joen continued, trying to convince his brother.“Aren't there lots of recipes on the internet? Why don't you look them up?”Joen shook his head and scowled, “inherited recipes must taste different from the common recipes on the internet!”“If you don't want to accompany me, that's fine,” Joen said and with her lips still pursed, she turned around and was about to return to her room, but Fernando quickly pulled her away so that the little girl fell into his lap again.“Yes, yes. Brother will accompany you tomorrow.
While Zavier soaked in the warm water while imagining the past times where he was so obsessive about torturing Nayla every day, until she got pregnant and so much happened.Suddenly, Zavier was surprised as the masculine side of him reacted again. He quickly stood up and got out of the bathtub and wrapped himself up by wrapping a towel around his waist.Zavier came out of the bathroom with his hair still wet and went to see his wife, but she had already fallen asleep crying.Seeing that, Zavier sat on the side of the bed and stroked her hair lovingly. Zavier's masculine side fell asleep again but the man did not demand anything.With leisurely steps, he was about to return to the bathroom, but suddenly realized that he no longer relied on a cane to walk.“I can walk normally!” he exclaimed in a stifled voice, not wanting to wake Nayla up.Zavier r
Sefia was combing her hair, smiling sweetly in the mirror, then turned around and returned Zavier's embrace affectionately. She brought her face closer, about to kiss her husband, but suddenly Zavier gently refused. He turned his face away, making Sefia stop in place.“Zavier, what's wrong?” Sefia asked, her voice shaking between anger and disappointment. “You're always like this... why?”Zavier sighed, confused by what he was feeling. Logically, he knew that the woman who was holding him right now was the woman he had missed for months, the woman he loved. Yet, somehow, his feelings did not align with the reality before his eyes. That face, that body, belonged to his wife-yet something inside him refused to come any closer, let alone kiss her.“I'm... tired, Sefia,” Zavier replied softly, trying to come up with an acceptable excuse. “It's been a hard day. I just needed some time
“That little girl, Joen. She likes apple pie,” Nayla murmured in a half-whisper but could still be heard by Sara who was standing very close to her.Sara held her breath, feeling that something was beginning to change in Nayla. “Maybe with Joen, ma'am?” she suggested cautiously.But Nayla shook her head softly. “No... not with Joen... I remember someone, but it's not him. But why do I feel this pie is so familiar?”“A man...”As the words left her lips, Nayla's body suddenly felt strange. Her head started to get a little dizzy, and fatigue returned to her body.“Aargh, my ears are ringing again,” Nayla said in a voice trembling with pain.“Madam...”Quietly, Nayla placed the piece of pie she had taken a small bite of back onto the plate, trying to compose what was goi