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 entered the house, accompanied by the sound of rain pattering outside. Although the atmosphere inside the house felt tense and full of uncertainty, at least they felt safe from the storm raging outside.Nayla felt touched by Zavier's protective gesture, but their tranquility was soon disrupted when Zavier's phone rang loudly. They had just entered the house, but an unexpected call from Sefia made the atmosphere tense.Zavier pressed the green button to answer the call."Sefia?" "What happened?" Zavier asked, his voice slightly trembling with the panic that was starting to set in. His hands looked like they were shaking as he held his phone tightly.Nayla also heard bad news over the phone, and her face looked full of worry. "Is something happening to your father?" she asked, trying to catch the conversation. Seeing the gestures shown by Zavier, Nayla guessed that something bad was happening at that moment.Sefia gave a
Zavier closed his eyes, feeling the warmth radiating from Nayla's drenched body. He regretted hurting her heart and promised to try better in the future.The two couples remained embraced under the gradually easing rain. A moment later, Zavier and Nayla faced each other. Their faces, filled with guilt and regret, met in a touching silence.Gently, Zavier lifted Nayla's chin with his fingertips, letting his gaze sink into Nayla's sparkling eyes. Seconds passed in silence, marking the unspoken closeness between them.Without a word, Zavier then placed his lips on Nayla's lips. The kiss was neither quick nor hasty, but slow and full of meaning. Their lips met in a warmth that filled the space between them, awakening a long-buried sparkle of romance.When their lips met, all anxiety and worry seemed to vanish from their minds. They felt a strong wave of emotions flowing from one to the other, bringing peace in the silence of the lo
After Zavier swallowed his medicine, Nayla sat beside him on the sofa, embracing him lovingly. "Should I contact Sefia to ask about your father?" she asked gently.Zavier nodded weakly. "Yes, please." Tell him that the rain is too heavy for us to be there," he said in a soft voice.Nayla nodded in understanding, then took her phone and searched for Sefia's number. She sent a short message to Sefia, inquiring about Zavier's father's condition and informing her that they couldn't come due to the heavy rain. Nayla didn't want to make a direct call because she was afraid unnecessary conversations would happen.After sending the message, Nayla sat back down next to Zavier, hugging him tightly. They both then sat together in silence, waiting for news from Sefia and hoping that Zavier's father's condition would improve soon.Gently, Nayla let Zavier's head rest on her lap. They sat together on the warm bed,
Half an hour passed. Nayla stood beside the bed, confusion still enveloping her mind. She wanted to leave and sleep in another room, giving Zavier the space he needed to rest without interruption. But, as she moved to leave, Zavier's hand suddenly grabbed hers tightly, holding her in place.Zavier, although asleep, still felt Nayla's departure. In a semi-conscious state, he reached for Nayla's hand and pulled her back close to him.Nayla fell back onto the bed and found herself in Zavier's embrace."Zav ..., " Nayla called softly, but it seemed the man was truly asleep.His embrace became tighter, as if he were trying to hold Nayla by his side with all his might.Nayla felt the warm vibrations from Zavier's embrace. Although her heart was still filled with doubt, the vibrations of Zavier's love gently touched her heart. She let herself melt in her husband's embrace, allowing the
Nayla felt slapped by Kayla's words, but she would not give up so easily. She knew that she had to face Xander, at least she had to show her sympathy."I have to talk to him," Nayla said with a determination that surprised even herself. "I just brought some fruit and showed my sympathy."Kayla stared at Nayla stiffly. "You dare to come here and act as if you are innocent." You are the destroyer of our family, Nayla. You don't deserve to be part of this family. Look at what you've done to my Zavier and Xander. The man is lying weakly now!Kayla covered her mouth as if she were holding back tears. In fact, she was just pretending to act out a drama of how broken her heart was.Nayla felt suffocated, but she wouldn't let Kayla's words stop her. With the courage she gathered from within, she stepped forward, challenging the sharp gaze of Zavier's stepmother."I'm sorry for everything
Nayla nodded in agreement, sensing the urgency of the situation. They all realized that time was very precious, and every second was extremely important for Xander. With heavy hearts yet strong determination, they prepared to face the struggles ahead."I actually have a way, but ..." Sefia stopped her sentence and stared deeply at Zavier.Sefia's sudden claim about having a way to help Xander pique Zavier's curiosity.She frowned in confusion, wondering what Sefia could offer that the doctors hadn't already considered."What do you mean?" she asked, her voice sounding with a mix of skepticism and hope.However, Sefia remained mysterious, her expression difficult to read. "You have to come with me to find out," she said, her tone indicating a sense of urgency. "We need to talk somewhere else."Zavier exchanged glances with Nayla, silently conveying their confu
Nayla, the woman he trusted wholeheartedly, was accused of doing something dishonorable by Sefia, even though he knew his ex-girlfriend sitting next to him right now seemed to have hidden motives."Impossible," Zavier hissed, but doubt had found a place within him.Sefia nodded, her expression full of wicked delight. "The facts are right in front of you, Zavier." You can believe it if you want to."Is it possible that I'm making things up and looking for someone who resembles your wife just to deceive you?" "You look drunk," Sefia said, then moved closer to embrace Zavier.Zavier felt the world around him spinning, everything he believed becoming blurry. He wanted to deny the inevitable truth, but the images could not be easily dismissed."You have to trust me, Zavier," Sefia whispered sweetly in Zavier's ear, her voice piercing him like a knife.Her hands st
Bayu led the way to a yacht waiting at the dock. The yacht looked luxurious, glistening in the twilight sun. Wordlessly, Bayu helped Sefia onto the boat, holding her hand tightly, as if he didn't want to let go. The sea breeze gently blew Sefia's hair, making the atmosphere feel even more dramatic.Arriving on the yacht, Bayu immediately instructed the crew to set sail. The ship's engine roared, sending them slowly away from land. They both stood on the deck, the fresh sea breeze blowing against their faces. Bayu occasionally glanced at Sefia who remained silent with unreadable eyes.“You still like the sea, don't you?” Bayu asked, his voice trying to sound light. He hoped his question would break the tense atmosphere between them.Sefia just nodded briefly without turning her head. “What's your plan, Bayu? Take me to the middle of the sea and throw me there?” she asked in a sarcastic tone, trying to hide her growing anxiety.Bayu
Sefia, over Bayu's shoulder, felt humiliated and shamed in public. But even though she tried to keep screaming and struggling, Bayu's strong body gave her no chance to escape. He held back the anger burning in his chest, trying to think about what his next move would be.Meanwhile, Bayu only wanted one thing - to end this drama as soon as possible before things got worse.Sefia was the woman he loved. He would do everything just to calm her down.Arriving at the front of the car, Bayu opened the door with one hand and put the struggling Sefia in.“You bastard! Let me go, I want to wait for Zavier!”Bayu tightened Sefia's seat belt roughly, making Sefia gasp in shock. Behind the car, the reporters were still chasing after her with their cameras flashing, trying to capture every moment. Without thinking, Bayu pulled Sefia close and kissed her hard on the lips. It was a dominating kiss, full of pressure, as if it was a warning.&ldq
Nayla did not back down. She took a deep breath, looking at Sefia with a determined gaze. “We'll see, Sefia. I will never give up. I will protect the people I love, no matter what!” she replied firmly.A nurse immediately exclaimed, “Mrs. Nayla, there are so many reporters filming, this could ruin your reputation.”Nayla paused for a moment to tidy up her messy clothes and hair. “I don't need a reputation anymore when the man who loves me is risking his life just because of the heinous deeds of the scheming woman who became his second wife by various means!”The reporters drew closer, trying to catch every word and movement, while the security guards finally managed to separate them.“You should divorce Zavier and give him back to me, the legal wife he never divorced!” Nayla shot a glare at Sefia as she spoke her words clearly for the reporters to witness and take notes.Still trembling with rage, Nay
Outside the taxi door, Nayla clutched her bag tightly, trying to calm her racing heart. “Wait for me, Zavier,” she whispered, determination shining in her eyes. “I will come back to you. And this time, I won't let anyone separate us.”Nayla took a step away from the taxi and ran towards the entrance.“Why did you come back?” a reporter asked.“Do you still want to continue the fight with Ms. Sefia?”“Madam, please give us information!”“How is Mr. Zavier doing?”“Is he going to die?”The last question Nayla heard, made her stop her steps and turn her head, looking at the reporter who had asked earlier.Nayla felt uncomfortable with the mini microphone being thrust at her. News-hungry reporters would want all the information they could get.“She will recover! She won't die!” Nayla exclaimed, ”and you can start recording.
“Then believe what you want to believe,” Sefia cut in sharply. “But look at the reality. Maybe it's time for you to go and leave all this behind.”“What else do you want to make clear? I feel like you guys are just wasting your time!”Sefia's words were like daggers piercing into Nayla's heart. Nayla felt her legs give way, her body wavering.Sefia knew that she had succeeded in shaking Nayla's confidence. She smiled triumphantly as Nayla turned around slowly, her face looking blank and heartbroken.Nayla sat listlessly with her eyes full, staring blankly at the closed surgery door.A few moments of silence that seemed eternal and with heavy steps, Nayla stood up. Wordlessly, she began to walk away. Each step felt harder and harder, as if a weight was pulling her back. But Sefia's voice kept ringing in her head. That cunning and poisonous whisper, which claimed that Zavier, the man she loved, might have actually planned th
A few minutes of eternal silence made it seem as if they were in a different world.Bayu decided to step a little further away from them and took out a cigarette and lit it. Smoke billowed from his thin lips.Bayu looked up, seeing the smoke dancing before him as if it could explain the meaning of his being there and waiting for Zavier's news, or waiting for his death?Sefia looked at Bayu who looked masculine as a man without flaws. His good looks and masculinity were only surpassed by Zavier's because they were born into families of different statuses.Bayu was just the son of an ordinary clerk, while Zavier was already born into a conglomerate family.Sefia suddenly remembered a photo sent by Bayu a few days ago. In the photo, Zavier was seen on the stage ceiling, checking the spotlights before the concert began. A cunning idea crossed her mind, and without thinking, she approached Bayu who was smoking in the corner of the hospital.&ld
“She's happy with me, with us. Fernando and Joen too. You... you're not needed!” Sefia exclaimed.Nayla swallowed, trying to hold back the emotions that were beginning to boil inside her. “You know nothing about us, Sefia,” she said in a cold tone. “I love Zavier with all my soul, and I know he loves me too. Love isn't just about being happy, it's also about fighting through the storms together.”Sefia snorted, staring at Nayla with uncontrollable anger. “Fighting together? Or are you just forcing her to fight alone?!” She pointed a finger at Nayla, her voice full of accusation.“You're selfish, Nayla! You only want to keep her for yourself, even if it means she has to get hurt.”Nayla felt the heat on her cheeks, but she did not back down. “I'm here because I love her, Sefia. Not because I want to make him suffer.”“If you love him,” Sefia replied in a trembl
He could no longer restrain himself. “Bayu, I need to know how he is!” she said in a slightly trembling voice.Bayu let out a long breath. “Sefia, you're not strong yet,” he replied gently but firmly. “I understand, you're worried. But you have to recover first.”However, Sefia didn't want to listen. “I'll call the hospital,” she said as she reached for her cell phone. Her hands were shaking slightly, indicating how strong her emotions were at the moment.After a few dial tones, the phone was picked up by a nurse. “Hello, this is the hospital's surgical unit. How can we help you?” the voice on the other side sounded formal.Sefia took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. “I'm Sefia, the family of Zavier who is in surgery. I would like to know how he is doing.”The nurse was silent for a moment before replying, “The surgery is still ongoing, Ms. Sefia. His condition
“I've failed twice already, being tricked by Sefia and this time, I have to be by her side every second!”“I don't want Zavier to wake up and Sefia to reappear and all these misunderstandings to get even more complicated!”Mando just nodded slowly, understanding Nayla's persistence. “In that case, I'll stay here with you. At least you won't be waiting alone,” she said as she stood beside Nayla.Time passed slowly, minutes felt like hours. The tension was heightened when a doctor came out of the operating room for the second time, wearing a mask and a green uniform full of seriousness. Nayla rushed over, her face filled with anxiety.“Doctor, how is she?” Nayla asked quickly, her voice soft but hopeful.The doctor took a deep breath before answering. “Her condition is still critical, Ms. Nayla. We've done the main procedure to stop the bleeding, but we have to wait and see how his body responds. This is a