Nayla took a deep breath, trying to calm herself before starting. She looked at the microphone in front of her, feeling tense yet also full of enthusiasm to give her best.
She had to do all this, she knew it would be difficult to find a job in a country ruled by the Abraham's family. But, that was not a reason for her to beg and serve Zavier again.
He needs a substantial living cost, so this will be his first step towards a career.
With only a few qualifications and work experience in an office, it is unlikely that she will be accepted by a company to work in an office.
But, she has a melodious voice; before meeting Zavier, she often performed on stages to sing at weddings or birthday parties.
With great care, she chose the song she would sing, a song that filled her heart with complex emotions.
When Nayla started singing, she tried to look towards the judges separated by glass but couldn't see their faces clearly.
Some shadows of men and women seemed to be whispering, and some appeared busy with the notes in front of them, as if they were not paying attention to her performance.
While Nayla was engrossed in her song, she felt disappointed and somewhat disheartened by the judges' seemingly indifferent attitude. However, she decided to stay focused on her song, hoping to make a good impression. This audition is very important to her.
When the song ended, Nayla waited tensely.
Suddenly, she saw a look of surprise on one of the men's faces. The man's gaze met Nayla's, and in an instant, Nayla could see confusion and astonishment in the judge's eyes.
Michael, one of the judges, turned out to be an old friend from her school days. The man immediately opened the audition room door and approached Nayla.
"Nayla Pratama?" Michael whispered, his voice trembling.
Nayla nodded, unable to believe that Michael had finally acknowledged her presence.
"M-Michael Almero?"
"Yes, it's me!" shouted Michael with sparkling eyes.
Nayla was surprised to see the change in Michael. She could still recognize the familiar features of his face, but now Michael looked so different. He has grown into a tall, sturdy, and handsome man with a mature face. The light from the narrow audition room ceiling illuminated the man, highlighting his masculine features.
"You've grown up," Nayla stammered.
Nayla couldn't contain her admiration upon seeing this change. She looked at Michael with undisguised awe and wonder, feeling a slight unease in her chest due to the unexpected feelings that resurfaced in her memory.
Michael no longer looked like the schoolboy Nayla once knew. He has transformed into a charming adult, and his presence at this audition adds a layer of complexity to Nayla's already complicated situation. Although her heart was filled with complicated feelings, she continued to strive to stay focused on her main goal: to give her best performance in front of the judges, including Michael.
"Y-you're a judge?" Nayla asked with a shaky voice while Michael nodded his head proudly.
"Yes, that's your voice, isn't it?" said Michael with a surprised tone.
"Beautiful and I'm mesmerized," he continued.
Nayla nodded again, her heart racing as she realized that Michael had finally recognized her voice and expressed his pride.
"I can't believe I'll see you here," Michael said with a voice full of emotion.
Nayla was surprised and nervous, but also felt warm seeing that familiar face. "What are you doing here?" Nayla asked curiously.
Michael explained that he had just joined the judging panel for this audition. "I'm glad to see you again." "How are you?" Michael asked while looking at Nayla attentively.
Nayla smiled faintly, trying to hide her awkwardness. "Ah, quite well," she replied briefly.
Nayla smiled broadly, feeling relieved that her presence was finally noticed by one of the judges. Although the situation was complicated, this surprise gave her a new spirit to continue her audition with full confidence.
Nayla looked at Michael with hopeful eyes, feeling the warmth from that gaze.
"Why did you joint an audition?"
"Are you in need of more money?" Michael asked innocently, like a friend who hadn't seen each other in a long time.
Nayla lowered her head, Yes! She really needed a lot of money. That's why she can only sell her ability to sing.
Sadly, she began to recount the troubled state of her household, revealing her urgent need for a job.
Michael listened with a trembling heart, full of sympathy for Nayla, whom he had known from the past. He nodded, expressing that he was very sorry to hear what had happened to her.
At that moment, some of the other audition participants started to feel jealous. Likewise, some of the judges, who turned out to be beautiful women and Michael's friends.
They saw the attentive gaze Michael directed at Nayla, feeling envious of the special attention he gave her. Some even began to grind their teeth in jealousy, feeling threatened by Nayla's presence at this audition.
However, Michael was not disturbed by their attention. He was still focused on Nayla, moved by her story and wanting to help her in any way he could.
Although the situation is complicated and full of tension, Michael's presence gives Nayla a new spirit to face this audition with full confidence.
"Alright, I'll help you, we will ... "
Before Michael could finish speaking, a voice from the speaker reminded him to return to his place and that the auditions for the other participants would begin.
Michael held both of Nayla's shoulders and looked deeply into her eyes.
"Nay ..."
"Listen, Nayla," Michael said with a warm voice, "I know you're in a difficult situation." Why don't you allow me to take you home? I'm sure we can chat the whole way."Nayla was surprised by the offer, but also touched by Michael's kindness. Although her heart was torn between nervousness and gratitude, she finally nodded gently."Thank you, Michael. I appreciate it," Nayla said with a voice full of gratitude."You wait for me outside. Three more people and the audition will be over," said Michael as he walked away, while Nayla returned to the waiting room where the other auditionees greeted her with annoyed faces."Why is it taking so long, huh!" An audition participant shot Nayla a displeased look and then entered the audition room according to their turn.Nayla was a bit confused because she remembered the message Michael had conveyed earlier. Should she wait?
On the other hand, Nayla really wants to try on her own and prove the potential of her talent.They continued their conversation comfortably, sharing stories and memories about their past. Laughing and joking, they seemed to forget all the problems they were facing in the outside world.A moment later, the atmosphere changed when Michael asked about Nayla's husband. "How is your husband doing?" Michael asked with a slightly heavy voice.Nayla felt a bit awkward with that question. She felt uncomfortable discussing her personal matters with Michael, even though she appreciated Michael's kindness and concern."Oh, he's busy with his work," Nayla replied awkwardly, trying to avoid the topic.Michael sensed Nayla's discomfort, but he didn't want to press her. "Sorry if I asked too much," he said softly, trying to lighten the mood.Nayla smiled faintly, feeling re
Nayla tried to remember whether she had told her sister about her plans, but she wasn't sure.The feeling of suspicion began to gnaw at her heart. She felt betrayed by someone she should have trusted. However, she also couldn't ignore the fact that her situation with Zavier had been complicated before, and perhaps Zavier had done everything possible to track her down.With a confusing mix of emotions, Nayla felt increasingly trapped in a labyrinth of complicated problems. She didn't know what to do next, but one thing was certain: she had to find a way to deal with all of this and find a way out of the increasingly worsening situation.Zavier, after closing the door and locking it from the inside, felt annoyed because he couldn't find Nayla in the room. His eyes swept the room quickly, searching for any trace of his wife's presence.However, when he heard the sound of running water coming from the ba
Zavier stared at Nayla with an intense gaze, trying to understand the meaning behind her words. However, in his own confusion and bewilderment, he couldn't contain his feelings of anger and frustration."What do you want, Nayla?" What must I do for you to come back to me?" Zavier urged with a forceful voice, confusion and misunderstanding surfacing in every word.Nayla felt suffocated by the increasing pressure. She knew that she had to think clearly and make the right decision, but in her heart, she felt trapped between lingering feelings of love and an increasingly complicated and painful reality.With a heavy heart and breathless, Nayla tried to find the courage and strength to answer Zavier's question.Nayla asserted her decision with a trembling voice, "Leave Sefia!"Hearing those words, Zavier's gentle gaze immediately changed.The man immediately relea
Nayla did not notice Zavier's presence in the room. She was too engulfed in the pain and despair that hit her. Every sob and moan that escaped her lips felt like a painful blow, reflecting the emotional devastation she felt within herself.Zavier stood at the threshold, silenced by the heartbreaking scene before his eyes. His heart felt shattered seeing his wife in deep sorrow, yet he felt powerless to provide support or comfort to Nayla.Although his heart was filled with uncertainty and confusion, Zavier approached Nayla with faltering steps. He felt a strong emotional vibration within him as he saw his wife struck by deep sorrow. Without a word, he embraced Nayla in his arms, letting their body warmth touch each other.Nayla was taken aback by Zavier's actions, feeling the tenderness in her husband's embrace. She felt shattered by the despair and sadness that overwhelmed her, but Zavier's presence gave her a bit of co
Nadira stood frozen in front of the door, holding the door frame on the opposite side as if wanting to give strength to her older sister, but seeing her sister was fine, the girl chose to comply and returned to her bedroom."Tomorrow morning I have to undergo dialysis," she murmured, then tried to sleep.Meanwhile, Nayla chose to sleep in the living room, taking an extra pillow and relying on a blanket to fend off the cold of the night in Bogor.Zavier's body is tall, standing at 185 cm. The small bed can only accommodate him, and even then, his feet will be hanging off the edge.The sound of mosquitoes buzzing in Nayla's ears forced the woman to keep her eyes open until the sun shone through the curtains covering the glass window of the simple house.Nayla sat on the sofa chair with panda-like eyes. Yawning repeatedly before finally deciding to make fried rice so that Nadira wou
"We can never be together again. I have made my decision," she continued.With slow steps, Nayla left the room after dressing completely and modestly, carefully closing the door. Although she left with a troubling sense of anxiety in her heart, she hoped that Zavier would get a good rest and they would talk again after everything had the right time.Nayla was preparing to apply for jobs elsewhere, feeling that she needed to seek new opportunities to support herself and lighten the family's financial burden. Before she left the house, she wrote a memo for Zavier and placed it on the dining table.The short message simply stated that Nayla was going to look for a new job. She also added that food was already on the table, so Zavier should eat a little before returning to Jakarta, and included a small note saying not to worry because Nayla wouldn't charge Zavier for the last fried rice, as they would be getting divorced any
The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "You are dressed formally and look stiff with your overly neat appearance.""...Then the document you are holding, I can guess, is a job application letter, right?"Nayla looked at her own clothes and the documents she was carrying. The mother's view was indeed correct.Nayla looked at the woman more closely. However, the woman spoke again."A bright day to apply for a job, isn't it?"Nayla smiled politely. "Yes, indeed bright. Are you also heading to work?"The woman nodded. "Actually, I have a small business that needs help. And I thought, you might be the right person for the job."Nayla was surprised and felt excited. "Oh, really?" What is the job?"A small job with a fairly attractive salary, in the sales department and also handling administration," the woman replied while looking seriously at Nayla."It seems like you're the right person. I'm impressed by your polite appearance," she continued."Really?" Nayla straightened her back and sat
Hearing all the events before him, Xander clutched his chest, which was starting to ache.The man stared intently at Zavier, hoping the wise son would respond to what was his responsibility.Zavier, who was still trying to find the words to respond to Nayla's question, was silenced by Sefia's confession.His eyes shifted between Nayla and Sefia, trying to understand the implications of what Sefia had just revealed.He felt his heart pounding, like a heavy burden pushing him into a difficult decision. A part of him wanted to reject Sefia's confession, to affirm his love for Nayla. But the other part, the deepest one, felt confused and torn between two conflicting feelings.Meanwhile, Sefia still stood there with a face full of satisfaction. Smiling with triumph.She felt pleased to have positioned herself as the winner in this battle, revealing the truth that she believed would benefit herself. However, beh
They both walked towards the front door of the house with quick steps, but Zavier maintained his cold demeanor. His sharp gaze reflected his rising anger, and Sefia felt increasingly anxious seeing his facial expression. As soon as they arrived in front of the house door, Zavier knocked on the door hard, letting his anger explode in a way that was unusual for him.He felt he could no longer hold back all his emotions, and when the door opened, he was ready to face whatever awaited him inside the house.Zavier entered the house after Kayla opened the door for him, his steps hurried and his expression still filled with smoldering anger. His cold gaze reflected the tension within him, and his steps were firm as he approached Nayla.Nayla, standing in the middle of the living room with mixed feelings, looked at Zavier with a racing heart. When Zavier approached her, his hand grabbed hers tightly, making Nayla flinch."What do you mean?" Zavier asked in a sharp and demanding tone. His eye
Nayla and Xander entered the house, Kayla stayed beside them, watching their steps with a dark heart. She was sure that Nayla's arrival would definitely cause trouble for their family.Without hesitation, Kayla took her phone and immediately opened the reply message from Sefia. She knew she had to inform Sefia about what was happening inside the house."Hey, why aren't you replying?" Kayla typed many messages."The situation here is getting more complicated," Kayla wrote quickly."Nayla is here, and she wants to talk to Xander." We need to act quickly to prevent her from disrupting our plans.It didn't take long for Sefia to respond to Kayla's message. The numerous messages made her phone ring continuously.Sefia frowned as she read the messages."What should I do?" she wrote quickly, the worry clearly visible in her words.Kayla pondered for a moment before replying. "Come here with Zavier," she wrote.
With trembling steps, Nayla got off the bus and walked towards the gate of the Abraham family's house. She knocked on the iron gate hesitantly, her heart pounding in fear.No words could ease her pain, no answers could she find for why all this happened.With trembling steps, Nayla got off the bus and walked towards the gate of the Abraham family's house. She knocked on the iron gate hesitantly, her heart pounding in fear.A gatekeeper opened a small window and looked at Nayla, "Who are you and who are you looking for?"Nayla swallowed her bitter saliva, she was a Young Mistress who was never recognized by anyone in the Abraham family except her mother-in-law because Zavier had never taken her there at all.Nayla, cautiously, asked the doorman for permission to meet Xander. She spoke in a soft voice, hoping to convince the doorman to give her a chance."Excuse me, I am Nayla, the daughter-in-law of the Abr
Zavier was indeed unconsciously thinking about Nayla. But Zavier quickly brushed that thought out of his mind. He knew that comparing Sefia and Nayla was unfair, considering the two women had different characters and personalities.Nevertheless, it cannot be denied that Sefia's presence here, in these difficult times, provides him with a bit of relief.Zavier turned his gaze away from Sefia for a moment, letting his mind drift far back into the past. He remembered the sweet moments he shared with Nayla, even though sometimes they were just small moments that didn't feel special.He smiled slightly at the thought of Nayla entering the room with a disheveled face because she had just finished cleaning the house as he had instructed. Then when the woman was covered in soap suds from washing the car. Zavier did it on purpose.In his heart, Zavier hoped that he could find a balance between his professional responsibilities and personal
Zavier's assistant, who had previously been silently observing the situation, immediately obeyed Sefia's command with hurried steps. He immediately left the room to carry out the order, leaving Zavier and Sefia in tense silence.Meanwhile, Sefia continued to watch Zavier with deep attention. Although Zavier tried to deny it, Sefia could see through his facade. He knew that Zavier's health could not be ignored, especially during such a tense and intense meeting. "Please, don't let your ego get in the way of making the right decision," Sefia said in a soft yet firm voice."Your health is more important than this meeting."Zavier fell silent for a moment, swayed by Sefia's wise words. Although there was reluctance in his heart, he knew that Sefia was right.He must prioritize his health, especially in times when conditions are not good like this.With hesitant steps, Zavier finally nodded in agreement. "Alright," he finally said in a weak voice."I will follow your advice."When Zavier'
He tried to suppress the discomfort, but kept feeling that something was off. Still, Zavier closed his eyes tightly, focusing on his business affairs, while trying to push away thoughts about his deteriorating health.However, the longer the meetings went on, the harder it became for him to ignore the symptoms that troubled him. Every word spoken, every decision made, felt like it was hindered by his increasingly weakening condition.But Zavier persevered, determined to successfully complete the meeting despite facing this unexpected challenge. Seeing his master's face growing paler, Zavier's assistant finally mustered the courage to ask with a worried voice, "Excuse me, Mr. Zavier, are you feeling alright?""You look a bit pale." Zavier, who was busy reviewing several documents at the conference table, was slightly taken aback by the question. He looked at his assistant with a sharp gaze, trying to hide the discomfort that was worsening within him."It's okay," Zavier replied with a
Zavier's words left Nayla speechless in astonishment. Her heart raced, unable to believe what had just happened. She watched Zavier suddenly change, from a cold and distant man to a husband full of determination.With a heavy heart, Nayla nodded, trying to adjust to this unexpected situation. She felt a deep sense of relief at the realization that Zavier still chose to be by her side.Zavier opened the door and halted his steps without turning around, then spoke with a steady voice, "Michael?" He will be in trouble if he dares to approach you again!"Those words slipped from Zavier's lips with a sharp tone, making Nayla tremble even more.Bam!The door was slammed shut by Zavier.In the silence that enveloped the room, Nayla sat heavily on the bed, letting everything that had just happened sink into her turbulent mind.She didn't know what would happen next, but she promised herself to stay strong in the face of whatever was to come.When Nayla was trying to process everything that had
"But I never planned to spend a long time there.""Didn't I come back here even though there was a storm last night?"Zavier looked at Nayla with a sharp gaze and continued his sentence."They, the other friends, also came to visit Sefia. Then they opened a new bottle of wine to replace the one you broke."Zavier's breath was ragged as he held back his anger. "I drank because I felt I had to replace Sefia's precious moment. A moment that you ruined!""I represented you to apologize to her for your disgraceful behavior at her party!" Zavier continued."Nayla! You really can't appreciate what I've done, and instead, you plan to meet another man while I'm not home!"Nayla was frozen in her place. Zavier had never spoken this much before.She looked at Zavier with hope, wishing her husband could see her sincerity through her eyes filled with regret. However, Zavier remained silent, al